It has been many years since I’ve spent so many hours at home in my room. In midst of the Wuhan Coronavirus epidemic fear, the motivation to enter the public realm was low, so I spent most of the time in this CNY holidays catching up on Netflix. Finally watched the second season of Midnight Diner, still loving the series and still making me wanna open a cafe every time!
A good friend from Toronto messaged me this morning to pass me a document regarding some good information on the Wuhan Coronavirus. The message led to a short conversation. He seemed concerned about me and asked if I considered moving back to Canada. Actually, my mom suggested that a few times already since the anti-extradition protests broke out in June last year, and I declined saying the situation in HK is not that desperate for me to leave yet. As a matter of fact, I’ve grown more and more connected to my birth city since my birthday last year. With a decent education background, no financial burden, and a Canadian citizenship, it feels like I’m in a good position to offer my minuscule help to my fellow Hongkongers.
Started reading Exodus for my daily devotion this morning, the story of Moses (his background and the way God used him to help liberate his people) seems to reinforce my desire to help Hongkongers. Moses was forced out of his Egyptian home at the age of 40 and I’ll be moving out on my own very soon. A coincidence? Or is God trying to tell me something? ?
