Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy and my burden is light.
What a sweet Valentine's Day I had!
I work part-time at a non-profit organization which provides permanent supportive housing for homeless women with mental disability.Strength-based approach is one of my favorite ways to build relationship with clients.One of the ladies who live there about a year loves to write poems. Three months ago, she joined the poetry group which meets every Wednesday afternoon. I asked her to share her writing with me.Her writing is very good.It allows me to know where her emotional stage at.I shared with her that I started a poem four years ago, but I had never finished it.She encouraged me to finish it then she would read my poem to the group.My previous post ‘You are near!’ was the one that took me forever to finish. Because she gave me the motivation, finally I finished writing ‘You are near!’Each week she would tell me what the topic was for the next group meeting. She also wanted me to write one for her to read it for me in the group.So, the next topic for the meeting is Valentine’s Day.Below is her poem, and follow by my writing.Enjoy!
When we think of Valentine
We think of love
The perfect date
The perfect kiss
From the perfect mate
The perfect lingerie
The perfect bottle of wine
A look into those perfect eyes
And know he’s mine all mine
The only thing wrong
with this plan well laid is
It’s a Hallmark holiday
So they can get paid
My love by Kit
Just think about my love
Easy to guess if you know me
Sovereign love and forgiveness
Unlike nobody else
Someone I can trust and count on
Come to Him
He gives me the best happiness in the world
Read His words
I receive His blessings and assurance
So, who is This person?
The beautiful name is spelled by connecting the first letter from each sentence.
On March 3rd and 4th, I was glad to observe a classroom for severe and profound handicapped (SPH) students at one of the public schools named Inspire Community High School. In these visits I spent two hours each day observing. The first time was in the morning from 9am to 11am, and the second occasion was from 11am to 1pm. My goal was to deepen my understanding of SPH by observing this particular group of students: how they communicate with each other and others, how they learn, how they live and how/what they eat. When I first walked in the classroom, three students were having pureed breakfast together and were fed by the main teacher and two special education classroom assistants. Four other students were done eating and waiting patiently in the classroom. There was a large table in the middle of the room and the students sat around the table in their wheelchairs. The room was decorated with colorful posters, a small carpet, a mats area, and almost every object had labels on it; for…
Friday afternoon my office building treated all tenants to a very nice miniature desserts social. They had different kinds of seasonal sugar cookies, brownies, cheese cakes, and lemon squares, etc. Hot chocolate and apple cider were also served and accompanied with mini marshmallows, whipped cream and cinnamon sticks. Now I think about my favorite dessert, tiramisu. I found a recipe a while ago and would like to try to make it myself. Below is the recipe as you also might be interested in baking this wonderful dessert for your family and friends. Let me know how you like it and show me some pictures if you like. Finally, I would like to thank God as He is the only one who created all kinds of foods for us to enjoy and gave us a tongue to taste. Lord, you are so good. Have you also found that the Lord is good? If so, what did you do to share His goodness with others and let them taste this wonderful gift? If not, do you want to experience His g…
I opened my eyes; it was about three o'clock in the afternoon. My two year old brother, Steven, and four year old sister, Winnie, were still taking a nap in our bedroom. I was six years old.
I ran to the living room, and turned the television on at low volume to watch my favorite cartoon show. Half an hour later, I heard a noise coming from the bathroom. As I took little steps walking toward it, I could recognize that the noise was running water. The bathroom was really scary; it was dark and had no light on. So I stopped walking and just stared at it. "Daddy, Daddy. Is that you?" I yelled, but no one answered. I ignored it and went back to watch my favorite show.
Another half hour passed, I heard the water running even harder. I felt scared; and I woke my sister up and asked her to walk with me. We both yelled, "Daddy, Daddy. Is that you?" Again, no one answered. "It might be a ghost." Winnie said. "Stop! It's not. Let'…