tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-215871712011-04-21T14:40:15.200-07:00jeanne anne hsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04379078673487352799noreply@blogger.comBlogger21100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21587171.post-1138526375753028822006-01-29T01:17:00.000-08:002006-01-29T01:25:23.113-08:00Dearest Friends,<br />i've often been told that it's good i'm volunteering my time for this and that causes. That's one of my greatest fears; a showcase for people to praise.<br /><br />Of late, i've been reflecting about it so much that i've come to a conclusion. it is so easy to love someone you hardly know and difficult to love someone you know.<br /><br />Hospital visits and speaking with migrant workers to me is no big deal. Afterall, i see them once a week? twice a month? Besides, they're often very appreciative of you when you help them..<br /><br />It is difficult to love family members, colleagues, and close friends who demand alot from you.<br /><br />i've heard personal stories of religious who do not get along very well with each other in community living.<br /><br />i think Jesus' command is pretty demanding. No wonder folks in HongKong says 'Don't speak Jesus to Me' whenever morale values are referenced, jeanne anne hsi<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21587171-113852637575302882?l=jeanneanneb42006.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jeanne anne hsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04379078673487352799noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21587171.post-1138375001904932682006-01-27T07:09:00.000-08:002006-01-27T07:21:36.410-08:00i stared at the automated sprinkling system. It was real cool. It turned a 180 degrees and back again to water the plants and the two huge coconut trees.<br /><br />i shouldn't be so impressed. Afterall, i've worked in an industry which aims to automate anything that's repetitive.<br /><br />i couldn't help comparing my previous day's Joy with this cool thing.<br /><br />i was running at The Peak.<br /><br />Along the way, a worker was watering the plants. i asked for water and from way up there, he sprinkled some over to me.<br /><br />The Joy of receiving droplets of water from a stranger! More than that, i also experienced Being Fully Alive! And a serene kinda trust. It has been sadly diminishing in lives where we build walls in a bid to be caution of strangers...<br /><br />A long long time ago, a carpenter used to take the materials and build the goods. Upon completion, he can admire his completed tables and chairs before selling his creation.<br /><br />Nowadays, a worker becomes part of the process. One is cut off from the finished good. Almost like a limb being cut off from the body.<br /><br />Perhaps a better way to do this is to allow the worker, once in a while, to see his finished good. Else he may be not know that the work of his hands created a cathedral, a temple, roads for people to walk on!<br /><br />What did you create today? jeanne anne hsi<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21587171-113837500190493268?l=jeanneanneb42006.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jeanne anne hsihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04379078673487352799noreply@blogger.com0