Saturday 8 September 2007

the last time i ate at ivins was with joses and tim. i had dinner there with bryan today. it's a very ac thing ah. why?

yet He feeds the poor sparrows, and He knows when they fall
we were sitting on a bench, on a balcony overhanging the pool. it was a clear night, and the outline of every cloud was visible, each cloud with its own particular shape in the not-quite deep dark blue sky. i turned away for a moment to look at andrea, and when i looked up again i saw that the clouds in the part of sky right in front of me had cleared and the stars were visible.

look, there are so many stars, i said to her.

she didn't answer immediately, instead, she put up her arms in front of her. i was almost afraid she was going to cry, but she said:

if you block out all other light, see, like the light from the houses, you can see stars you can't see when there're other sources of light within your range of vision.

thus, i've learnt something new tonight. there are new things to learn everyday, really, if only you just let yourself do so.

it's past one a.m. now, and i've smsed jon to tell him that i'm going to sleep soon. which means that i really should do so or wo hui bei ma. plus i know i'm dead tired, but i broke my no coffee rule today. and also, i have loved tonight - watching the sky with andrea, being thankful for the finally-cool weather after a sweltering day, being thankful for everything God has blessed me with. and it takes something away from you, which is replaced by a part of someone else's heart and soul, with a part of God's heart and soul.

after chinese legal traditions on thursday i lingered in the classroom to send jon a message in extremely ungrammatical chinese, just because it hit me when lao shi was talking about tang dynasty law (ten evils, eight goods, don't ask me why the numbers are disproportionate) that to have met jon in this hustling bustling world which has seen centuries of despotism and cruelty, sunrises and dewdrops on the grass at night, is truly a gift and blessing from God. a kind of mei hao de xing fu.

when i look at your heavens, the work of your fingers, the moon and the stars, which you have set in place, what is man that you are mindful of him, and the son of man that you care for him? yet you have made him a little lower than the heavenly beings and crowned him with glory and honour. you have given him dominion over the works of your hands; you have put all things under his feet. psalm 8:3-6.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

you're a sweetie! thanks for a night of sharing & listenin! *hugs* love love :)