couple of days back, visited a home with a couple of others, i didn't really know my approach to the whole visit. didn't really have a certain adopted mind-set to the whole thing. a mixture of anxiety, excitement and anticipation lurked somewhere in my stomach. but i must say love is a very diffusible substance, it spreads, and passes on.

so i got an opportunity to have lunch with weng loke. i guess my efforts to help him during lunch we more of a hinderance than help. great guy. we spoke about age, school, o's, a's. though little words were exchanged, i enjoyed them. time wasn't really an issue. although at times i was at a total lost at what to do. were i to begin engaging in another conversation, how would he respond? if i were to try and read him the bible, would he want me to touch his things?

i definitely gained more from the visit than dear weng loke did.love to go back and bring my guitar and play and sing for wonderful agnes.

when you care for others, you touch God*

- qwerty