Reader Response to Looking for Valentine

I didn’t write anything for this week. You will be glad I didn’t because I have two special treats for you.

1. My English teacher from secondary school and dear friend Miss H wrote me and she said:

…..It is very thoughtful of you to dedicate the poem to those who are physically or mentally, or should I add, spiritually, alone. <Underscore added.>

When I read your line, ‘ Remember, you are not really alone when you are alone’, an image comes up to my mind immediately. I see the famous “Footprints”. Jesus has been walking beside this person all along and when he/she is at the most critical period of his/her life, Jesus carries him/her. Indeed, we are never alone. …

Reader Response to Looking for Valentine_F1


Let nothing disturb you
nothing frighten you
All things are passing
God never changes
Patience obtains all things
Whoever has God
lacks nothing
God is enough

St Teresa of Avila (1515-1582)




O Lord, You have made us for Yourself, and our heart is restless until it rests in You.

St Augustine of Hippo (354-430)



Joy is prayer
Joy is strength
Joy is a net of love
by which you can catch souls

Blessed Teresa of Calcutta (1910-1997)



Joy is the greatest cleanser, and it is the greatest testimony to our faith.

St Francis of Assisi (1182-1226)



A person with joy preaches without preaching

Blessed Teresa of Calcutta (1910-1997)



2. Another good friend, ST, also wrote:

Missing a Friend on this Day

Enter the Monkey for the 7th day, Reader Response to Looking for Valentine3
We Chinese call it All Men’s Birthday.
Coincidentally it’s also St. Valentine’s Day.
My friend writes a piece of poetry.
He has the following to say: “ …
Searching for your familiar smile … …
Remembering the scent on the pillow case …”

May I respond this way:
My friend, you are not alone!
But if you feel lonely at home,
Just shout to this chat-group
That would arouse your friends’ talking mood
Faster than any general can mobilize his troops.

So on earth we don’t miss one another,
But rather ….
Three years ago today on the lunar calendar
It’s cloudy and windy here in Richmond Hill;
Albeit not as cold as minus 20 degrees now I feel.
Together with classmates from the United States,
We paid our last respect to a dear ‘mate.
It’s this likeable fellow that we do miss,
Also the loud laughter that’s unmistakably his.

Remembering the smile on his jolly face,
More than the scent on the pillow case.

Aren’t you happy you don’t have to hear my unnecessary fussing for a week? Both Miss H and ST are right: we are never alone mentally and spiritually. It sure is nice to get that reassurance from friends once in a while. Wouldn’t you agree?

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