上星期的週六崇拜，因原先預定了領詩的姊妹遇上了少少意多，所以，臨急找了另一姊妹頂替，亦由於時間上安排上的限制，亦只可在週六下午才練詩。

相信每一位領詩都希望崇拜流程能暢順完成，但這次的崇拜中卻有點「驚」「喜」。當唱回應詩歌「同路人」時，不知為甚麼，經驗豐富的姊妹特然帶領不到會眾入這首歌，心想若換了是我，相信只會在台上呆着，不知如何是好。但姊妹卻靈巧地跟會眾說，我們也是「同路人」，大家幫我一起入罷，特別是坐在前排worship team 的弟兄姊妹份外大聲投入，協助領詩，那刻整個禮堂的氣氛不單是唱着「同路人」，還把歌詞就地實淺出來，十分感動。

想不到這個缺陷美卻為我們帶來了一點驚喜啊！

石仔今朝七點鐘就起床了，他看見我還躲在被窩中，因此，沒有大吵大嚷，只是靜靜地在床仔上玩耍，他不時也看看我醒了沒有，其後他發現我「窄」訓，便大叫：「嗲嗲！嗲嗲！嗲嗲！嗲嗲！」，那麽可愛的叫喚，誰也不可抵擋哩，我便立刻抱他入懷，他還是不停地叫喚着「嗲嗲！嗲嗲！嗲嗲！嗲嗲！」，我當然十分開心，就在我笑不攏嘴的一刻，石仔突然以小小的食指指向天花吊燈，並定睛於那小小的天花吊燈發出最深情的呼喚：「嗲嗲！」，我心中感嘆說：「整蠱專家有接班人了！」

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上星期六去契爺屋企煲碟，睇了一齣戲 -「証人」，呢套戲劇情十分緊湊，而亦有disturbing 既感覺，我想因她的內容講述壞人kidnap一個小女童， 並用各種的方法加害手無寸鐵的女童，令人睇得十分肉緊。

看完這套戲，令我想起早陣子聽到的一個不開心的消息：有一對夫婦意外懷孕，但因經濟環境轉差，加上他們從來沒有打算生BB，若BB出生後，他們就不能再過着自由自在的生活，結果，他們把胎兒打掉了。

真的很難想像人竟然能這樣恨心對待自己的兒女，他們是你最親的人；在你年老時，他們會關懷你；在你的生命中他們會為你帶來無限的歡樂；就算他們將來是個忤逆仔，我們也沒有權力或資格對肚內的BB判死刑，我們怎能加害於手無寸鐵，連救命也叫不出的小孩呢！十分殘忍！不能接受！

在農曆新年時，與不少很久沒有見面的朋友通電話，當中開下了不少支票，說有空便出來吃吃飯，為免那些變成空頭支票，因此，已開始約D舊朋友出來見面。

上星期共有三個壞人飯局，當中最特別的可算是中學同學的reunion了。數數手指，己有十七、八年沒有見面了，所以，當我見到他/她們時，好像去了超級無敵掌門人，要記起或猜想他/她們的名字，老實說，莫說真名，就算是花名也是記不起，而我也開始懷疑自己患上了老人痴呆證，若不是在這飯局見面，而是在街上遇上，我很有信心是認不到他/她們。

雖然很久沒有見面，但聚起來說回當年的笑話，大家總會笑到人仰馬翻，而那些已被遺忘的零碎片段也可讓我重拾那份少年情懷！

這次reunion只有十多位舊同學，我們都是從facebook找回大家，facebook真的很棒，現在已聯絡上二十多位仁兄，會在四月搞個大型BBQ，最意想不到的是竟可以與Ms. WONG聯絡上，真的想見見以往常常比我們班百厭仔激到喊的她現在怎麼樣。

在嚟緊呢個星期六，又有機會在敬拜隊事奉，前兩天已收到了歌譜，因此，這兩晚都有練鼓，並按着每首歌的節奏，編入不同的Groove及Fill-in，當中亦會想想每首歌高潮的位置，務求在節奏上更能層次分明。

昨夜在睡前祈禱也向天父祈求，希望敬拜隊在週六崇拜中都能順利帶領會眾敬拜主，但在禱告中有聲音對我說，在練鼓過程中，我究竟有否留意每首詩歌的歌詞？在練習中，我究竟有否用心靈誠實去敬拜主？若我對詩歌的內容沒有半點的明白，又怎能盡心、盡性、盡意去讚美主？若我對詩歌的內容沒有半點的感動，就算打鼓打得如何高潮迭起，也只是一個徒有美麗軀殼，卻沒有活活潑潑的靈在當中敬拜！

不錯，Techniques是非常重要，但也不能本末倒置啊！願在週六崇拜中，敬拜隊在帶領會眾敬拜時，先讓聖靈觸動我們的心，再透過音樂用心靈誠實把自己奉獻給主，啊們！

有時見到衰人媽媽好肉緊咁攬住石仔，我都會問她，以前又話死都唔生，如果依家冇生石仔，你會怎麼樣？她總會回答如果當天真的堅持冇生仔，咁就沒有了今天的快樂與幸福了。

事實上，衰人媽媽的確很用心照顧石仔，無論是他的膳食或睡覺，她的照顧與關懷絕對是無微不致，有時石仔半夜三更有night terror，衰人媽媽總要起床輕拍他入睡。每次見到她的辛勞，都想用部DV拍下待石仔大個仔後讓他觀看，好叫他好好孝順媽媽。

看見她如何照顧石仔，亦會令我想像到自已是BB時，媽媽是如何細心地照顧自己，若我要求石仔要好好孝順衰人媽媽，那我就先要好好孝順媽媽，因世上只有媽媽好！

壞人爺爺見醫生從產房行出來，就立刻問醫生：「我家嫂同個孫怎麼樣？」，「阿伯，不用擔心，她們母子平安，你的男孫有八磅重，他有一雙大眼睛，還有長長的眼睫毛呢！」醫生帶着微笑地回答。

我就立刻與衰人嫲嫲衝入房看看小石BB，衰人嫲嫲一看見小石BB，驚喜的說：「他真的與石仔細個時一模一樣，你看看他的一對肥鷄肶！」，跟着她便對家嫂說：「家嫂，你要跟我的指示好好補身，這樣，很快就可再有BB了！」，家嫂卻用懷疑又帶有少少寸的語氣回答：「奶奶，你掂唔掂㗎？」，惡奶奶立刻回答：「你知不知道你媽咪當年生完你之後，也是我教她如何補身呢！我又怎會不曉得如何教你坐月呢！」，在她們正想開火的殺那間，突然聽到親家在後邊大喝一聲：「喂，查經唔好訓覺！」，我就立刻從夢中驚醒過來，再看看親家個肚，原來家嫂還有兩個多月才出世啊！」。

親家見我半夢半醒的樣子，就叫我讀出查經經文，我看看經文，驚訝地發覺這經文或許三十年後用得着：「恆常忍耐、可以勸動君王．柔和的舌頭、能折斷骨頭。」箴言25:15

This is a story forwarded from my colleague. It is a sad story but meaningful.

MARRIAGE 

When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I've got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes. 

Suddenly I didn't know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly. 

She didn't seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why? 
I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn't talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to Dew. I didn't love her anymore. I just pitied her! 

With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company. 

She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Dew so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now. 

The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn't have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Dew. 

When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again. 

In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn't want anything from me, but needed a month's notice before the divorce. 
She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month's time and she didn't want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.

This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day. 

She requested that everyday for the month's duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning. I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted herodd request. 

I told Dew about my wife's divorce conditions... She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully. 

My wife and I hadn't had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mummy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don't tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office. 

On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn't looked at this woman carefully for a long time.. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her. 

On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me. 

On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn't tell Dew about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.

She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily. 

Suddenly it hit me... she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head. 

Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it's time to carry mum out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day. 

But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn't noticed that our life lacked intimacy. 

I drove to office.... jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind... I walked upstairs. Dew opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Dew, I do not want the divorce anymore. 

She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Dew, I said, I won't divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn't value the details of our lives, not because we didn't love each other any more. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart. 

Dew seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away. 

At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, I'll carry you out every morning until death do us apart. 

That evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands, a smile on my face, I run up stairs, only to find my wife in the bed - dead. 

12月31號係石仔的一歲生日，成班弟兄姊妹到我家一同慶祝，大家都十分開心，但在Party中收到一個感情要好弟兄的電話，起先以為他只是說聲Happy Birthday，原來他還說了一個壞消息，他的太太剛剛驗出患了癌症，我一聽到信個消息，心底裡有種Extreme既mixed feeling，在大廳大家開心地等待着切生日蛋糕，另一邊廂在電話中卻是個sad story。

在電話中我也不知道如何安慰他，只可說為他祈禱，並鼓勵他好好保重自己身體去照顧太太與兒女。

希望大家現在能用一分鐘為到這個家庭祈禱，謝謝！