I met uncle Chandra again the following night as he was once again on night shift. He beckoned me to receive a gift; Bacon and egg croissant from Paris Baguette. It was a gift from a Korean girl to him just 15 minutes from the time I met uncle Chandra. I kindly refused, but he insisted and said he can’t eat it anyway since he is on vegetarian today.
I told him about the Facebook post, and how so many are blessed by his words. Continuing from where he left off yesterday, he said that God comes in many forms (people). Uncle Chandra would never leave home for work without first making and drinking a warm cup of premium coffee. But when there are days that he had to give that a miss, there will be residents who come to him with a can of coffee from convenience stores. He said, buying the $1.50 coffee is one thing, thinking about him when they were buying the coffee and carrying it here makes all the difference. Even days that he did not have dinner before work, there will be residents who would buy Punggol nasi lemak for him. He said, “How would they know I haven’t eaten?” There was even one occasion when he gave away food given to him from a resident to other colleagues, and gotten other stuff(coffee) from another resident.
I like that.
I saw how he was blessed, how he blessed others, giving away what others gave to him and getting more blessed in return. I saw how he knew almost all the residents who came back home by the side gate after a long day. Truly all things will work together for the good of those who love God (and people), even if the faiths may be a tad different.
Before I left, uncle Chandra said he was saving the food for someone special. Thank you uncle Chandra. Though I am not hungry, I will eat it heartily, knowing that my stomach and heart will be filled tonight.
Gift-giving is so important be it whether that person’s primary love language is gift-giving or not.
The gift, expensive or handmade, tangible or intangible may only last temporal; chocolates will be eaten or become moldy, flowers bring delight to the recipient but die away soon after, words off an encouraging letters may fade or get eaten away by time, even objects may face degeneration and decay with time passed.
But the feelings invoked from the very act of giving far exceeds every expiry date of the gift. It may be conceived out of ceremonial custom, goodwill, loyalty, kinship, gratitude, or the highest order of them all – Love. Perhaps that’s the real reason behind the joy and happiness when girl receives flowers from boy, patient receiving fruits from friends, grandparents receiving a drawing from their grandchildren. For though the gift may no longer cease to exist in the future, the feeling one gets from the gift and the giver lingers on [forever some may say].
Thank you mother for the gift of half-boiled eggs in the morning and the gift of LOVE! ❤