The Day He Lost His Working Partner …
I didn’t want this to be a melancholy post.

I can’t help myself aggrieve on my father’s loss of his partner. I call his car a partner, not just a means of transport. His car was stolen in the compound area of General Hospital Kuala Lumpur.

I discerned something not good happened as his mobile phone number blinked on my LCD screen. My father doesn’t usually call me at working hours. In fact I was already hoping there isn’t any bad news. So he broke the news to me and told me his car went missing. On the other hand, I was quite concern of his being due to high blood pressure. I didn’t want him to be traumatised in the incident. I asked him to calm down and look properly, he might have forgotten where he parked his car. I allowed him to take another extra 10 mins to look around before I called him again. As I was driving to meet him, I was praying in tongues and interceding for him. I prayed God will still our hearts in spite of the circumstances we had to face ahead. God is still in control, my King of Kings and my Lord of Lords. My utmost concern right now is his well being. A car is just a car, we can still work together and get through the difficult time.
Take care Pa.