This Vagabond ...

Hi...I haven't much time to blog due to some internet connection problem, but I'll try to write as much, if not in the least, as I possibly can!

Just wanna jot down & record the events that touched my heart lately.
I must admit that this week hasn't been an easy one... will not elaborate why, just let it remain a secret between me and He who understands my heart. I felt like being almost bent to my limit, when the Faithful God sees and understands my predicament. He whispered these words in my heart, 'Take this 'trial' as an opportunity to exercise your faith, endurance and sincerity. Love your 'neighbour' (yes, I'm talking about an immediate neighbour here!). Practise empathy, see from that person's view. Show kindness, and do not complain, instead shine'. Awww...I did groan inwardly, but thanks to Him, I still managed to muster a smile outwardly.


It started 2 days ago. That day, leaving office on a somewhat gloomy evening, I was fetched by my family to the night market straight after work. I chose to stay inside the car while my parents, my sister and her 2 children (Shawn & Baby Nia) exited the vehicle to do their marketing. In my hands was this book I'd been trying to finish reading, entitled 'The Abundant Treasure' (of the Holy Spirit). It's a great book, despite the facts that I fell asleep a number of times after few paragraphs late at nite, which has nothing to do with it's greattt contents. It's just that I sometimes get very, very sleepy and tired after a days work.

I rested my head on the head rest of the car seat and looked ahead, when I spotted this sight. It amazed me, for I was like...really, this is not Simelatong or anything.
Yes, at first glimpse, they look like crosses.

Zooming In....... :


I looked again, and confirmed them to be windows of the upper floor of a shophouse. But seeing such 'sighting' (If I may called it so) at such time of, well, misery?...was no coincidence. I saw not one, or two...but 3 windows that resemble 3 crosses (The 2nd one cannot be seen here because it was blocked by the leafy plants).
The word 'Holy Trinity' crossed my mind immediately. How many windows are there in Bintulu or anywhere else that resemble crosses? Hmmm...I'm not sure about that, but the message is clear as the sun. He wants me to believe and keep trusting Him, even in the darkest hour of life.

After leaving the Pasar Malam, I was okay again. I surrendered tomorrow to God. With all the crosses of our own that we have to carry in our daily lives, His cross will always flash to remind us of the ever awaiting salvation. It's never too far...maybe somewhere near the Pasar Malam. And maybe even at your doorstep. Hallelujah!