Spread the Love In Chinese New Year
Again, as I mentioned in Facebook, I was inspired by a person who tagged me in a note on spreading the love to random people in the CNY.
So discussed with my father and he agreed, as well as my mom.
So we decided to make 100 sets of Valentine's card and flower for the lonely ones.
Soon however, my dad happens to talk about this to the pastor, she was TOTALLY agreed. She even decided to contribute some money to make as Ang Pows (Red packets with money) to the people who needs more than us.
While my cousin willing to contribute 3 boxes of oranges! :)
1st stop! Listen to God's words!
And so before we start off, we have to ss (syok sendiri aka cam whore) abit lah~
I didn't take any pictures as a respect to the people in the hospital. SO I'll just brief what happened.
We reached there, and the elevator was packed with people while we're holding all the gifts.
An Indian lady came and asked if these are for sale, we told her our mission and w gave her one set.
We are confused and do not know which ward to start off.
Suddenly, a security guard came and she brought us to another elevator which not much people knows.
In the lift, we wanted to give her gift, but not sure if she's a Muslim (as we have some Bible verse in some flowers for non-Muslims and some with non-Bible verse for Muslims)
She held her necklace, and says she's a Christian, a widow, with three children and have heart defects.
She told us, she prayed this morning hoping there's someone to give her RM10 for her meal today.
Before she mentioned RM10, we have given her 2 packets of Ang Pows (RM5 each).
I was so touched by God's grace.
Then she shared that due she isn't a Malaysian, she cannot ask for government's help, for her heart operation.
We prayed for her. And I was touched.
In this morning before started this trip, I got the feeling of bringing RM100 which was given by my cousin.
And here, I gave her the money that I believe she needs more than me.
The whole trip was she who guided us.
In the wards, few patients left tears. Some brought smiles.
Some we prayed for, some held our hands tight.
I remember one old lady who could not speak nor hear.
She held my mom's hand and mine tight, while her eyes were so wide.
My heartaches, don't know what I can do to ease her pain.
Her legs as if have no meat.
I was so touched in this trip that God is so real.
I will pray for Christina, the widow for her financial, and those in the wards.
Plus continue to spread God's grace.