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Friday, January 02, 2004 Sometimes I wish I could read and write cantonese fluently. Even though I was born in the states, speak english with no accent, I still find myself having a strong preference for cantonese. I find that there are so many more words that are better able to express what I feel and think. And although alot of the times during normal conversation, it seems like the people are arguing, for the most part I think the language is really pretty. Eh...I guess my mind is just stirring right now...a little too many things going on. Right and it's only the first of the year...er actually second considering it's 7:30 and I still haven't gone to sleep. Gnaw gaw low ho luen ah. Yow ho daw yeah gnaw seung lum tung, dan hie mm dow gnaw gee gay sheun. Hie, gnaw gaw sum ho fan, gaw low yow ho fan, dan hie deem guy gnaw mo ban fat gie keut? Ho lung lee gaw kak jop ling dow gnaw ho fan. Dan hie you dee yun yick do ho fan...ling do gnaw ho low teem. Jun hie ho low ho low. Yow see, gnaw jun hie mm ming, gnaw sun been gow ging yow mo jun geah pung yow ah? Yue gaw gnaw ho yeen sut, tong my lum duck ho fui, gnaw hie mo jun hie gop geah pung yow. Hie, mo yeah lah... posted by Sewa at 7:37:00 AM # Tuesday, December 30, 2003 Wanna know what the best Christmas present was? Lately I've been praying as if it were my last days about the hearts of my parents. For God to soften their hearts, for me to be a light to them and an instrument of His will and for me to grasp every opportunity given to me (and grant me courage might I add) to talk to them this holiday season. It's the hardest thing knowing that these two people who God has chosen to be my parents, two of the people I love the most, are not saved. And it's even harder when I have this feeling that they still look upon Christianty with cynical and doubtful eyes. So even if opportunity is granted me, I often times shy away from it with fear and little faith. So on Christmas day I woke up and prayed a small prayer in which I thanked Him for the day, for the birth and for our family to be sitting down to dim sum. The gift wasn't Santa bringing me a prince or anything but God giving me an opportunity, though brief, to talk to my mom about faith and belief in God. She initiated it as well! She said that a relative, who now has cancer, sent her a card and wrote a little about accepting Christ in the card. It moved my mom and she said that her heart was touched and it was a little stirred. She has said to me before she wonders what she endures all her hardships for and why she works day in a day out for "nothing." And I jumped on it and told her that she should accept Christ because life with him is meaningful, purposeful, fulfilling, and satisfying. And I even had my brother there to nod his head in agreement! She listened and she's wondering I know. She's thinking and searching. I saw her look at the card again and she even asked me about the verse inside. So people please please please please please pray for me, with me, and for my parents especially my mom! Hope and encouragement that my prayers are slowly being answered through this incident was the BEST Christmas gift of all. I hope that you'll join me and help me in one of my toughest battles of all...trying to help in winning over the hearts of my parents for the Lord. Dear Heavenly Father, I ask that you continue to work in the hearts of my parents. And in my heart as well, purify it daily so that it may a worthy dwelling place for you so that they may see you living in and through me. Father may this not only be a small stirring in the heart of my mother but a turbulent knocking and a violent uproar of searching for you only. Let this not only be a small spark of a lighter that quickly goes out but the ignition of a flame that burns brightly. May she come to know you no matter how long it takes Father. Help her to find meaning, and purpose, peace and rest through you Father. And help her to see all that you can offer her Father, rest for the weary, hope for the lost and strength for her burdens. I ask this in your son's name. ~Amen posted by Sewa at 3:11:00 AM # Monday, December 29, 2003 And adding to the random entries... I just watched two movies in a row after I posted all those entries. The first "Mighty Baby" and the second "The Teacher Without Chalk" were both chinese movies. Mighty Baby is part two of La Brassiere, they're both so funny. I like having this chinese channel dealio now. Plus I get back into the swing of things with good new chinese music. Wahoo! "Secret love is cowardly. Real love is bravery." (ok so it sounded alot cooler in chinese...boo) ~The Teacher Without Chalk posted by Sewa at 2:00:00 AM # Sunday, December 28, 2003 Hmm can you tell I feel like entering random entries? I mean I didn't know how to tie all that stuff into one entry. I'm such a dork. A bored one too. posted by Sewa at 9:54:00 PM # I really like playin' mahjong with my grandma. And whoever else...my aunt, my mom, my uncle. It's good times. Especially when you can't really hang out with them all that much and that's one way to connect to them. posted by Sewa at 9:53:00 PM # I want blue highlights but I heard those fade into green. That and the fact that I may need my hair bleached to be able to do that is stopping me dead in my tracks from goin' through with it. So now it's back to deciding btwn red, maroon, or racy flamin' red like last time. But it fades rather fast. I can't remember the last time I've had all black hair. I think 7th grade. Whoa. posted by Sewa at 9:50:00 PM # I really like trail mix bars but Natures Valley. I was happy to see that they sold it in bulk at Sam's club yesterday. ^_^ They should also sell French fried onions in bulk. That would be super fabulous for the girls of apt 112. Ok that's all. (that's so a Lizzie line....as you can see just thinkin' of you gals...do we still have those peanut butter granola bars sittin' at the apt?) posted by Sewa at 9:44:00 PM # |
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