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Best-selling author Leo Buscaglia was the youngest son of a very large Italian immigrant family. He grew up speaking Italian at home, learning English as a second language. As a boy, he preferred opera to popular music, and he knew Italian fairy tales rather than the traditional English ones read by his neighbors. His family's home was marked by joyous moments, passionate beliefs, and deep family ties.
However, his school psychologist saw him differently. He considered Buscaglia's English language skills to be very low, and his view of the world radically unrealistic. The psychologist classified him as mentally deficient, "retarded", and recommended that he be placed in a special class.
In the special class, Buscaglia met Miss Hunt, a caring, warm teacher who paid little attention to the label placed upon him. She saw him, and the other students in her class, as rich in potential. She conveyed a love of learning to all her students.
Buscaglia soon blossomed, and after several months, Miss Hunt insisted that he be re-tested. The result was his placement in a regular classroom. Miss Hunt's door remained open to Buscaglia, and she continued to encourage him and convince him that he had a wonderful life ahead.
What might you do today to help someone who has been "written off" by others?
No one is useless in this world who lightens the burden of anyone else.
Now we who are strong ought to bear the weakness of those without strength and not just please ourselves. Let each of us please his neighbor for his good, to his edification.
Romans 15:1,2 NASB
In God Works the Night Shift, Ron Mehl writes of Joe Knapp, who was as "fearless and aggressive as a bulldozer." He drove a beer truck down the Oregon highways and had a streak of mean in him that went clear to the bone. But Joe found the extend hand of God in a cold, snowy night in Portland, Oregon. Trying to navigate the snowy street, his beer truck stalled (of all places) in front of a church. Hearing singing from within the building, he went in and as converted that night to Christ. Joe eventually went to the mission field and became the pastor of a large Protestant church in Colombia. Joe fearlessly preached Christ. He was bombastic and tough, though his wife, Virginia, was a quiet, gracious woman.
What lingered in Mehl's mind about Joe the most, however, was not his toughness, it was "his extraordinary tenderness and care shown his wife as she lay in a rest home. Joe knew she was afraid to be alone, so every day this dear man who, years earlier could have single-handedly tossed everyone out of a bar, would visit with his little wife long into the night. Every day as Joe sat at her side, he would tell her how much he loved her. . . . But most of all, he would hold her hand." Joe was strong enough to be tender.
Nothing is so strong as gentleness. Nothing is so gentle as real strength.
Thou hast also given me the shield of Thy salvation, And Thy right hand upholds me; And Thy gentleness makes me great.
Psalm 18:35 NAS
Albert Einstein is reputed to have had a wholesome disregard for the tyranny of custom. Once, a dinner, hosted by the president of Swarthmore College, was held in his honor. Although Einstein was not scheduled to speak during the event --- only to receive and award --- after the award was made, the audience clamored "Speech, speech." The president turned the podium over to him. Einstein reluctantly came forward and said only this: "Ladies and gentlemen, I am very sorry but I have nothing to say." And then he sat down.
A few seconds later he stood back up and said, "In case I do have something to say, I'll come back."
Some six months later, Einstein wired the president of the college with this message: "Now I have something to say."
Another dinner was held, and this time, Einstein made a speech.
If you have nothing to say . . . it's wise to say nothing. If you have something to say . . . it's wise to say it in as few words as possible. As the old saying goes, "If your mind should go blank, don't forget to turn off the sound."
The most valuable of all talents is that of never using two words when one will do.
In the multitude of words there wanteth not sin: but he that refraineth his lips is wise.
In Beyond Ourselves, author Catherine Marshall tells how one of her first lessons in living by faith came when she faced a problem financing her college education. She and her family lived in a small town in West Virginia that had undergone severe financial struggles in the aftermath of the 1929 stock-market crash. The two railroad shops, which were the only industry in town, were nearly shut down. Her father, a minister, suffered along with everyone else.
Even with the promise of a small work scholarship and $125 she had saved, Catherine was several hundred dollars short of what she needed to attend college.
One night her mother came to her room and found her sobbing. Her dreams of college seemed dashed. Her mother said, "You and I are going to pray about this." They went to the guest room so they wouldn't be disturbed. Her mother said, "Whenever we ask God for something that is His will, He hears us. If He hears us, then He grants the request we have made. So you and I can rest on that promise." The answer came quickly. Catherine's mother was offered a job writing the history of their county. History had long been one of her mother's loves and she made enough in this job to pay for Catherine's college expenses with a little to spare. Catherine concluded, "I learned that we must have faith before the fact, not after."
Praying without faith is like trying to cut with a blunt knife ---- much labour expended to little purpose.
But ask in faith, never doubting, for the one who doubts is like a wave of the sea, driven and tossed by the wind.
James 1:6 NRSV
When Salvation Army officer Shaw saw the three men before him, tears sprang to his eyes. Shaw was a medical missionary who had just arrived in India. The Salvation Army was taking over the leper colony where he had been assigned. The three men before him had manacles and fetters binding their hands and feet, cutting into their diseased flesh. Captain Shaw turned to the guard and said, "Please unfasten the chains."
"It isn't safe," the guard protested. "These men are dangerous criminals as well as lepers!"
"I'll be responsible," Captain Shaw said. "They are suffering enough." He then reached out, took the keys, knelt, tenderly removed the shackles from the men, and treated their bleeding ankles and wrists.
About two weeks later, Shaw had to make an overnight trip. He dreaded leaving his wife and child alone. The words of the guards came back to him regarding the safety of his family. When Shaw's wife went to the front door the morning she was alone, she was startled to see the three criminals lying on her steps. One of them explained, "We know the doctor go. We stay here all night so no harm come to you."
Even dangerous men are capable of responding to an act of love!
Carve you name on hearts and not on marble.
The only letter I need is you yourselves! They can see that you are a letter from Christ written by us. . . .not one carved on stone, but in human hearts.
2 Corinthians 3:2,3 (TLB)
Leslie was born mentally retarded, without eyes, and with cerebral palsy. Vegetable-like, he was totally unresponsive to sound or touch. At the age of six months, he was expected to die shortly. A nurse, May Lemke, was asked if she could care for him at home until that time. She did . . . for more than thirty years.
When May accepted baby Leslie, she accepted him as just that, a baby --- no different from others --- to be taught and loved. Year after year she cared for him, but there was no movement or response. Even so, she never stopped talking to him, singing to him, or praying for him. Music filled their home . . . still, no response. She and her husband bought an old used piano and put it in his bedroom. She pushed his fingers against the keys. With quiet faith, she knew God would someday help Leslie to break out of his prison. She rejoiced when he began to walk at age 16.
Several years later, May and her husband were awakened one night by the sound of Tchaikovsky's Piano Concerto No. 1. Startled, they arose to find Leslie at the piano with a smiling glow on his face. Shortly thereafter he began to talk and to cry . . . and to sing. And at age 28, he began to talk in earnest. May's prayers were answered --- in God's timing, God's way.
When I come to the end of my rope, God is there to take over.
. . .for he hath said, I will never leave thee, nor forsake thee.