Fleeting Portents

"Teacher Li, are you strong? Can you reach uuuuup to the ceiling?"

The sweetest angel I saw yesterday left me breathless. She was in indigo and colorful frills, with long flowing brown hair that curl softly at the ends. No, I wasn’t strong; still was sick, but my miracle hour came and was filled with rhymes and songs she made up. She sang merrily, "Stapler in the mall goes snap, snap, snap.." With her tight hug, I started seeing a brighter sunny afternoon, lit with blooms and cheers, and all the pretty childhood stuff.

For a few seconds there, I saw what she saw, and I was glowing inside. She’s a timeless portrait I carve in my heart, with the most beautiful smile- my sweetest angel.

(Thanks, Khaye!!!)

The three mornings I’ve been snuggling and cuddling in bed- nursing my pneumonia, and what else? Enjoying my noble princess guardian’s company, Tarah, who enjoys too much that she hogs and chews on my blanket instead of leaving it to me. Has been the third one of my uneventful days today. Feeling frazzled and at a daze still, consistently disturbed by my intense cough spells and constantly being gnawed at by the thought of pending works. Sigh… Oh but last night was an empowering and uplifting one. Been invited by Elloyee to attend Life Festival at the Little Theater in Miriam College. And so I went with a soaring heart though with a weak spirit. I saw Shine, MC, and so many other students. Praising really has this powerful effect. And the people’s passion was contagious! I found my cure- Him! Cure for my weak spirit, that is. (Oh! Not to forget the free dinner from my beloved jolly bee which I have so long craved for- though I ate it just this Tuesday.) I keep in my heart the songs and the praises of last night, and my Father’s message. He’s everything in my life, and I lift endless thanks to Him!