After 2 weekends of lecture
, I can finally attend Sunday Service once again this morning. I miss the tranquility and the constant reminder of how blessed I am.
Over the years, I had grew into the habit of ceasing all work and simply rest/play on Sundays. There are 6 days to work in a week, giving my body & mind 1 single day to recoup shouldn’t be feeling all that guilty.
After Sunday Service and the usual family dim sum, I’ve finally had a chance to spend some quality time with my 5 y/o niece from Toronto. It’s been more than a year since I played with her, I can feel how much she missed me. Not sure if that’s a good thing since we’ll be parting again in a couple of weeks.
