Tuesday, April 12, 2011
Their stories were heart-wrenching. The dedication of the missionaries, staff, parents, and volunteers admirable. The stories hit close to home for me. I have a 40+ years old cousin with the mental age of a kindergartner. Throughout the years we have also served at the Hong Chi Pinehill Special School at Taipo. Several times throughout the performance I was close to tears. It seems that the older I get, the more sentimental I become. Perhaps it is also because I have acquired a deeper appreciation of what it means to be handicapped, and to have to take care of the handicapped, not for a couple of hours, but years and years.
I also have a better appreciation of what it means to be able to give relief to one of them. As fellow children of God, we who have the means also have the responsibility to make good use of what God has given us. That’s what it means to be human.