people
Christmastime's here again in the blink of an eye. Time to look through those addresses in my aged diary, hoping to get some cards done before christmas is over. Discovered many little notes left by people who've crossed my path sometime or another, and have left a footprint in my heart- some of whom I cannot picture anymore- and I'm saddened by how I might never see them again. Those who've come through the corridors and dining halls of Ormond and Kendall in my time, or whose abodes I've been through in country Victoria, or whom I've prayed with or shared a room with during those OCF camps. I wonder where you are, how you're doing, and whether you've forgotten me as well. Let me just leave some names on this blog for my reminiscence... Evan & Aileen Brough; Stan and Marion Kerr of Kerang, Rolf and Liz Malmo of Yarrawonga, Audrey and Francis of Malaysia, Helga of the Netherlands, Ninoska of Peru, Habib of Bahrain, Helene and Claire of France, Ben of Botswana, Annie of Shanghai, Noor of India, Ormondians- Chilton, James Yu, Mei, Joe, Alicia, Wesley, James Reynolds, Jess Edquist, Alex Holmes, Alex Ong, Rashi Viz, Chris, Sarah, Hannah, Amelyn, Emma. All my dearest OCFers, from my cell groups, easter camp comm, melbourne uni, so many of you. Chin, David, Lih Rui, where are you? And all my vet school mates. I know there are more people I wish to mention, but I can't remember.

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people cross our life-paths all the time, for reasons God has intended well of - sometimes beyond our comprehension. but whatever is lovely and whatever is sweet to our lives just then before or now is cherished by the faithful mind; the mind which comprehends the love and beauty such friends have brought into our loves, a part of us - however small, now remain - crossroads of nostalgic reminiscence. dweller.
tragedy of our existence...
...or joy of our lives?
:)
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