A little sharing

Ever since I'm here, whenever an inspiration or a sudden thought of life comes and knocks my head, I always refuse it as I can't afford to waste the time here.

But today, I felt the need to do a little sharing here.

A few moments ago, I just talked to Mom over phone. I was asking how is my brother, David. And my Mom cried whenever she mentioned him. I knew it but I also urgently concerned about my brother.

I didn't know when did it started, that I wasn't close to him anymore. He was like a complete stranger since then, that we never talked to each other even tough I came home from Campus or him coming back from the care center.

Let me just tell you this before you are getting confused of what I'm going to write.

I have two brothers, both of them are not going to school. They have different conditions, but both are psychological problem so far, as what being told by the doctor.

But I wasn't ashamed of telling it and I felt like to share it here, especially about David.

If you wish to know more about David, you can just go my previous blog, link here: http://changingw.blogspot.com/2010/06/another-little-prince.html
[He would be slimmer now than the picture you see.]

And what I'm going to write here is about his updates and something that came to my mind when I was on the phone just now.

In fact he wasn't getting good, rather he was in Hiding Place, switching back to a terrible place which actually a rehab centre for drug addicts and those headache teenagers.

And they changed the treatment, this time no medicine. But at the same time, David was starved if he was not behaving properly.

When mother paid him a visit, she only saw a sick boy, slimmer than anyone could take and wasn't even aware of the reality of the world anymore.

Do you get it? Like a person who can't feel the world or feel the life he's having.

I was actually touched that he immediately prayed for me the time he heard I got into accident. But now, none of my single life, or a second I have given to pray for him.

I was drunk in this university, with materials, with friends and laughters, with all the fun I always had. And all these distractions have totally, to my terror, wash him away off my mind. I forgot him completely. I forgot about the very first reason I came here.

I forgot to give thanks to God. I forgot to work hard as I had promised Him.

I forgot so many things, left uncounted.

After you read all these, you would be as shocking as I am when all I'm concerning about are, why I can't play piano, why I can't dance, why I need to study, why, why and why, so many whys that none of them can be compared with what David's facing.

Just now, I apologized to Mom. I told her that I'm sorry for even tough I grew up healthily and I ended up in an university, taking a very precious and proud course, medical doctor......and I still complained. And I never stopped complaining. And I never stopped at one moment, thinking about my own life, taking initiative to be a bit, just a bit more rational and mature.

And I would like to know if my sharing has affected you in anyway or not at all.

But to myself, it makes me to think a lot. I'm sure tonight is something different.

And I also wish to remind my brothers and sisters, no matter what talent you possessed, how less you are compared to other people, the salvation you have is more than enough to give thanks for. Shouldn't it be time to bless other people instead of feeling small beside them? Don't you agree, God's grace is always good enough?

http://my.tv.sohu.com/u/vw/3786494

[This first song of the video is the song that David once sang to Mom after he learned it from the Kindergarden, he was crying when he sang the song and he told Mom he was touched for what Mom was doing for him, as a child of five! He was brave and voluntereed to give speech during his kindergarden graduation day. He woke up on his own for school and after school, he would do the housework for Mom. He loved my younger brother and sister very much, he often hugged them. Even tough Mom didn't mention it, but I knew no one can replace him in her heart. He was the best child I had ever seen. I felt embarrassed while I was just a Bullier at home and had the adults done everything for me. To visualise it, he is Jerry and I am Tom.]

So, therefore my dear brothers and sisters, if anyone of you had seen this post, please pray for my brother, David Kho, that may Lord do what the best He wanted for him, heal him according to His will and give David a whole new life, in Jesus' name, Amen!