"Cos I was born with a heart three sizes too small." - Gregory House, M.D.
Why do I like House?
He makes me feel like, Oh finally somebody gets me.
2013/12/08
2013/11/18
At Even, When the Sun Was Set
At even, when the sun was set,
The sick, O Lord, around Thee lay;
O in what divers pains they met!
O with what joy they went away!
Once more 'tis eventide, and we,
Oppressed with various ills, draw near;
What if Thy form we cannot see,
We know and feel that Thou art here.
O Saviour Christ, our woes dispel;
For some are sick, and some are sad,
And some have never loved Thee well,
And some have lost the love they had;
And some are pressed with worldly care,
And some are tried with sinful doubt;
And some such grievous passions tear,
That only Thou canst cast them out;
And some have found the world is vain,
Yet from the world they break not free;
And some have friends who give them pain,
Yet have not sought a Friend in Thee;
And none, O Lord, have perfect rest,
For none are wholly free from sin;
And they who fain would serve Thee best
Are conscious most of wrong within.
O Saviour Christ, Thou too art Man;
Thou hast been troubled, tempted, tried;
Thy kind but searching glance can scan
The very wounds that shame would hide;
Thy touch has still its ancient power;
No word from Thee can fruitless fall;
Hear, in this solemn evening hour,
and in Thy mercy heal us all.
Henry Twells
1823-1900
posted in loving memory of Bapak Putra Wirakesuma
Labels:
philosophy,
poetry
2013/03/24
with raised eyebrows
General observations from more than 10 years of teaching:
Every parent has a favorite. Good parents try to treat every child equally. That does not always conceal which child is the most loved.
Teachers have preferred students/ parents too. I try my best to provide unbiased service for all. Still, there are a few who are dearer and closer to my heart. These are not always the most gifted. Often it's attitude or shared values. Sometimes it's pure chemistry.
Mothers of sons tend to show more vulnerability than mothers of daughters.
Angry mothers are the least rational among all irrational creatures. Their logic is Angry Bird's.
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