His Legacy of Love

There are many thoughts running through my head and I guess I just needed a channel to organise all those thoughts and to bring them to a hiding place.  Yes, a hiding place.  Not so much that I needed hiding, but I knew I needed to bring it to a safe space, my refuge and strength, Lord Jesus Christ. So I have been tutoring my 11 year-old cousin for about a year now, ever since his parent's business was affected and financially it would have been strenuous to continue to support his tuition fees. That's when I suggested to tutor him without monetary consideration. Stepping in voluntarily started well at first. But recently it started to take a toil on me, and I didn't realise how it subtly affected my relationship with my loved ones. I'm not sure if I can really put to words what resulted in the toiling, was it because I'm not seeing fruits for the seed sown (his results kept fluctuating and there doesn't seem to be much effort from his end), or was it because I ...

Is this too long for a title? Oh well, does the length of title really matter?  Tonight was one of those nights I felt that I needed to let my story, my emotions, my thoughts be penned down, or typed out, somewhere so it doesn't go to waste. Many a times I feel like this is something I wanted to do, but procrastination always get in the way, and distraction too. Not sure how many posts this blog will eventually have, but it's better than not taking the first step don't you think?  It felt like a usual Wednesday, where I worked from home (thanks to the pandemic), took the afternoon off to teach a student before I headed to visit my great-grandmother. Yes, you read it right, great-grandmother. And in case you aren't quite sure where that sits in a family tree, she is my grandmother's mother. I'm blessed that she is still well and alive, aged 93. And I've also been grateful that I've got to live thus far with not just vague memories of her but really walked...