Times of great memories… ;-)
Sigh…. recently a few small, but memory-flashback worthy stuff has happened to me.
U see, it’s mid-september, and this means a few things:
1. It’ been over a year since i last saw my Douloid frens, including the Malaysian ones.
2. My ‘bosses’ when i was onboard Doulos has finished their term onboard and now back in their hometowns (except for one, who i will definitely talk about later)
3. It’s almost the time for my best friend went back and had to go back to Jolly Old England
4. It’s almost exactly a month since another fren and i haven’t been in talking terms, though i suppose now we’re back to our "mute" time like we were before i went aboard Doulos.
All these things are somewhat related because it’s occured around now, and they all evolve around a little, old, WONDERFUL home called Doulos.
I believe it was Chris Le Roux, my "Daddy" on Doulos, who said that our group was one of the most closely-knitted groups he has ever taken care of… and now i understand. We actually MISS each other, all our experiences and fellowship together. I miss the work, I miss the fellowship, I miss full-time ministry.
Chris Le Roux was in India helping out a Healing Ministry… He’s now back in South Africa praying and waiting for his next calling. I pray for him frequently, and I hope to see him again and be like him one day… life in the hands of God, allowing Him to do what He pleases without a worry in the world.
Another man I should mention is my Bosun (similar to Sergeant Major on the ship), James Seychelles from Malta. He brought his young family with him and I can say that I have never met a more God centered man and family in my life. He’s back in Malta… now “lengthening his tents and strengthening his poles”… He’s studying again… to be a teacher and a first-aid personnel… he used to be a nurse in the army, but he doesn’t want to go back to the service… doesn’t want to be tied down to a contract… he wants to go back into the mission field… to save lives, one by one… He’s another person I hope to meet again and become like someday… With wife and kids serving God, yet have enough to live comfortably.
In a few days I’ll be sending off my best friend who’s going back to England to continue his studies. Sigh… last time I couldn’t send him off as I was onboard the ship before he left… he’s been back for about a month, and on the days I’m on holiday, the only thing I can do with him now is send him to KLIA… how ironic and heartbreaking is that? Well, praise God for easy communication, so we stay in touch when we can… But I do miss him being here in person. Come back soon.
My other friend… this one… is special to me… in a corner of my heart who I didn’t know was there till I was actually going off… so when I got back I appreciated our friendship a lot more, making us better friends lil by lil… but my bad mouth of saying wrong things at the wrong times (that’s right people… PLURAL… I’m such an idiot) got us back to the quiet stage as we were before I got back from the ship, now harder to meet eye to eye… well it was a while before we talked like that… I suppose I can wait again… but the life sharing we had… i dunno, but to me it makes it a bit harder to stay away or stop talking to each other again. But I’ll be patient. God as my witness I only hope to be friendly again to my friend… but I’ll have to stop using shooting my mouth so much. Bad for health.
Finally I’m growing a bit tired… must take the opportunity to sleep…
Ciao guys, The Lord lifts up His countenance towards you and give u peace… Amen
