I had one of the most awesome spirit of giving. If you ask me, construction workers are more grateful than fellow Singaporeans here. I do feel better after giving to them. They appreciate the gifts we've packed and we're anticipating it for Chinese New Year
The skies started pouring when I was having my lunch before heading to church. To my horror, I forgotten my umbrella! So I walked under the rain when it got smaller. Thankfully I was early.
I saw Sister Charissa packing the extra tracts alone. I immediately sat down and packed with her because I did not help on Saturday's packing. Soon, everyone, including Michael, Keith, Kevin and Peiling joined us as we prepare ourselves for the activity.
It was raining cats and dogs when we were there. We stated in the car waiting for Di Xuan, Xin En and Sister Kuan. Kevin and Sis Charissa later drove us to the entrance of the gate.
We waited for the workers to come down and exchange their pass for their work permit. By this time there was little rain and we were glad that God put it off for a while. We kept giving and soon we ran out of the gift bags. Of course there were some who took more, because we noticed a few workers taking more than one bag. We prepared 350 bags and there were 200++ workers there. Some were not greedy and told us they've taken the bag. Probably there were more workers than expected. We'd probably pack 500 bags next time.
Then, the weather made a new turn: the rain become so intensely heavy that it won't help with any umbrella. Poor workers have to stand in the rain while waiting for their company bus home. Sister Charissa, Sister Kuan and husband stood there with the workers and waited for the bus with them. Seriously, I don't know if I'll go such length; it's really commendable.
I was in time to babysit my brother and my daddy was complaining and stuff. Seriously, I should learn to just shut up and leave him be, no matter how concerned I am. Daddy just want someone to hear him, and unfortunately, he doesn't really put himself in other people's shoes hence he's complaining all the time. If I can truly find a husband who accepts my family, it's truly God's grace, nothing else.
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