at noon i went for lunch, i met an elder guy who had slept on the street bench for the whole night. a sound risen in my brain telling me to buy a bowl of hot noodles for him. it was natural, and i knew it was from God. i went to an E-A-Mi-Sua shop and found that it was not open. then i went back to another new shop nearby for shrimp fried noodles, one bowl for me, the other for the elder guy along with a bowl of hot oyster soup. before making the payment i bought a can of hot ovaltine but then found that it was probably not good for the health of a person in his age. so i might as well give him the noodles and soup. so i fetched him these and then left, but until then i had been nervous and feeling embarrassed, strange. i didn't want anyone to see me do it. "Lord, i do this for You, not for people to see me. You want me to do this, and i did it and that's it, no others." i kept mumbling in my mind, hahaha!! funny me!
shrimp fried noodles and latte were for myself, ovaltine was originally for him, but now already in my stomach. i think in the future i will teach my kids to do the same, it is important for people to know when to offer our help when we are in a better position.
