Last week, I received Jack, his mother and brother at my place on and off while his father was receiving some treatment at a private hospital in Melaka.
The next morning after the first night in my house, Jack's mother woke up very early and walked around in the garden. She also loved plants, like Mum. When she returned to the dining room, she suggested that I used real flowers for decoration.
Actually there were flowers at almost every corner of my house. They were fake flowers collected from hampers,
bought at a shop,
bunga telur (an egg holder in the form of a stick of flower) kept after attending a Malay wedding,
carved wooden flowers bought at Jonker Walk,
dried flowers brought back from France,
paper flowers shifted from Batu Pahat,
printed flowers in a frame,
on a greeting card,
on a table lamp,
on the sofa, curtains,
on the washroom doors, etc.
When Jack's mother came to the house again for the second night, she brought flowers from her own garden in Batu Pahat. The following morning, she plucked other flowers in my garden and arranged them in a small transparent cup. What a wonderful combination of colours!
Although the flowers faded very fast, they had beautified my dining room for two days. And I remembered Jesus' teaching:
"And why do you worry about clothes? See how the lilies of the field grow. They do not labor or spin. Yet I tell you that not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these. If that is how God clothes the grass of the field, which is here today and tomorrow is thrown into the fire, will He not much more clothe you, O you of little faith? So do not worry, saying, 'What shall we eat?' or 'What shall we drink?' or 'What shall we wear?' For the pagans run after all these things, and your heavenly Father knows that you need them. But seek first His kingdom and His righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well. Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own." (Matthew 6:28-34 NKJV)
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