Thusi, Kosh and Meth.

Having woken up at 5am, I was still very much groggy. No one was to be blamed, twas my choice to once again sleep at an exceptionally late hour knowing very well the hour of which I need to be up is early.

But it was a very important day, nay, an important moment. We were going to send Thusi and her sons to the airport. They were leaving for their hometown in Sri Lanka, moving back to where they came from.

It was not so long ago that I was introduced to them by Pastor, having told that Thusi needed help in locating for a place to stay as she and her family were moving to Malaysia. We helped, as much as we could, and I still remembered the time when both pastor and I visited them with pizzas and spoke to them of their plans in Malaysia. And I remember picking them up the week after for service as well.

Truth be told I cannot remember how long they've been a part of FCC, let alone been a small part of my life and others in Malaysia. But having them around always reminds me of the reality of our ministry. That we are fishers of men, not just around Sunway, or Malaysia, but around the world. People come into our lives every now and then, from everywhere, and what do we do about it? It is a challenge to love others like we love ourselves, and most of the time, it aint easy.

I cannot say that I did my best to accommodate and help them with their needs while they were still here in Malaysia, though I did try, to the best of my abilities and limitations. During their stay here, I wonder how many people have they come to know and how many people have come to know them. To this very second that I am typing this post, how many of you actually know who I have been talking about all this while?

I realise that if I continue writing in the manner that I have been writing, this would become more of a rant, rather than a farewell post. More and more negativity coming in... Perhaps Im feeling bad. Bad in a sense that I have not done my best to accommodate them, that I haven't done my best in introducing them to others and making them feel at home, perhaps it's just the fact that I have just sent them off to Sri Lanka, and I might never have to chance to see them face to face again.

The simplest fact is , I miss them, the whole lot of them. And I pray that God will keep them safe and keep them close, for as long as He is with them and them with Him, it'll be alright. I pray for nothing but the best to Thusi and her family in all their en devours. Amen.

Kosh, and Meth, sorry, we never had the chance to hang out in KL as I promised earlier on. Take care guys and take care of your mom.

Good bye and God bless guys.