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smv thunder tour

Saturday, 20 September 2008

it was a busy week, so i did not have time to blog until now. anyway last night was the groundbreaking SMV thunder tour concert!!! it was incredible!!! i could not help myself grooving to the music, clapping my hands, standing up to cheer those 3 awesome bassists. it was one thing to watch them on youtube, another thing altogether to see and hear them live on stage, right before my eyes! they are really talented and really pushed the limits and possibilities of what one can do with his bass.

it definitely reignited my love for the bass guitar, a long overdue reminder of why i started to learn bass in the first place. it affirmed my passion and decision in learning and continuing to play and work on the bass, rather than acoustic or electric. now i am motivated to continue pushing and improving myself. haha...

giving thanks at 09:10 :)

a strange encounter

Monday, 8 September 2008

once recently, i was on the bus heading home. on the seats near me were 2 boys, they seemed to be playing with each other. the older boy would disturb and squash the younger boy onto the bus window, and the other boy would shout very loudly in pain. but after that they would talk normally, as if nothing happened. the 2 boys were making quite a loud ruckus, so everyone on the bus was disturbed by them.

suddenly a large woman, whom i assumed was the mother of the 2 boys, came to where they were from the front of the bus. i can never forget what she did. she took off one of her slippers and began whacking the boys for misbehaving. as she whacked with no mercy, the older brother shielded the younger brother from the mother's wrath. all the while, they were talking and shouting in Hokkien.

i did not dare to look at what was happening in front of me. i did the only thing i knew how to. i prayed. i prayed for the family to be saved, i prayed for the children not to be affected psychologically from the violence, i prayed for the mother to realise the consequence of her actions and repent. i prayed that i would not react to what was happening, in terms of going forward to stop them.

thankfully the mother stopped hitting the kids after a while, and after 10mins, which seemed like a lifetime to me, i alighted at my bus stop. throughout the rest of the day, the scene kept playing in my mind. i thought about what kind of environment the children had to grow up in. i thought about whether it was normal for families to be like that where the family on the bus came from (they seem to be Malaysians to me). i thought about whether i could have done something more than just pray for them.

what would Jesus do? what would you do?

giving thanks at 22:32 :)