Thank you, Canada!

Last night we decided to celebrate Canadian Thanksgiving. Thanks to Eng we managed to enjoy a delicious western meal of ham, sausages, mashed potatoes, and salad. It wasn’t turkey, but nevertheless a nice treat for all of us. Our evening included a call to Evan who we’re happy to say will have his own Thanksgiving meal, courtesy of the International Services of his college. Needless to say, we prayed and thanked the Lord for anything Canadian and the following came up: maple syrup, snow, maple leaves or different coloured leaves, Niagara Falls, and Hockey Night in Canada. We decked ourselves out in red and white, and thanked the Lord that we are Canadians. We are truly proud to claim it as our country.



Who specifically thanked the Lord for what? Eric thanked the Lord for maple syrup, Ethan for the snow, Linda for the leaves, Eli for Niagara Falls, and Eng for Hockey Night in Canada. Bonus points if you got all 5!



PS. As we remember how grateful we are to be Canadians, let’s also pray for the Burmese whose lives are in danger as they still get displaced by the Burmese Army and are constantly on the run. Please specifically commit the Free Burma Rangers who are committed to helping out those on the run. Thank you.

"Lab Yu"

He said it again the last time I spoke to him and once again, it made my heart skip a beat. It’s such a blessing for me to hear it. That phrase, meaning ‘I love you’ was from my Tatay (father) while I talked to him on the phone. [He’s living in Toronto while I’m over here in Chiang Mai.] He said it just as I was saying goodbye. I didn’t say it to him first and then him simply echoing me. He just said it and I know he meant it. Thank you, Lord. I know it may not sound like much to you and you may wonder what the big deal is. If you know my Tatay, you’d agree with me that he’d come such a long way. You must understand, he hardly ever talked when I was growing up. He still doesn’t do it much. He’s not only a shy, quiet man, he didn’t hug nor kissed much either. In the past, there were times when I would lie beside him in bed and try and ask him questions or converse with him. Sometimes he didn’t even answer me as he’d be too engrossed in the crossword puzzle he’d be doing. I used to often just leave him in frustration. A little while back, I’d told him on the phone that I loved him and he’d not said anything so I’d add that he should tell me that he loved me too. He’d complied and it was good to hear him say it but since I asked him to say it, it surely didn’t mean that much. Now, he says “lab yu” to me on his own, unprompted, voluntarily, sincerely. Unbelievable. What a joy. I feel loved. “Lab Yu too.”