Justice Shall Flourish

Although we are poor, we don't steal, we don't tell lies and we don't fight nor bully people. This is what Stephen Chow told his son, Dicky Chow in the movie CJ7 (長江七號; pinyin: Chang Jiang qi hao). Yes, indeed, we may be poor but we must be morally upright. The kind will always be rewarded. Stephen Chow was dead, but he was revived. His son was able to see his father yet again...



This is the Dicky's teacher. He asked the class about their ambition. Everybody wanted to be rich and be somebody, except Dicky. He said he wanted to be a poor man. Yesterday we watched the movie. Today, my children was still talking about this. Ricsson told me about this part of the show again.



This is CJ7, a name given by Dicky to this new found 'toy'. He had helped the family a lot such as repairing the electrical fan, 'inventing sports shoes' and also 'healing ability' in reviving Stephen Chow.



This is CJ7 dying soon, depleted of its energy after it had attempted to save the life of Stephen Chow.

This Chinese New Year, I was not feeling well too. For a week plus, I was feeling not well, especially so on Tuesday. On Sunday, I ate some Chinese medicine, but I did not get better. On Monday, I tried another medicine. On Tuesday, I was not feeling better too. In the afternoon, I took some more Chinese medicine, and in the night I felt better. However, I could still sense something amiss and aching pain, even till now.





This morning I woke up early, awoken by a nightmare, a scary dream. I was feeling very moody for the day. I went to my mother's house and my mother-in-law house for Chinese New Year visits ( 拜 年), as well as my sister's house too. My sister's house is the neatest and cleanest of all. My mother and my sister's house was beautifully decorated, with Chinese New Year Plants and flowers.



I have nothing for my house, no Chinese New Year Plants nor Flowers. Nothing for Chinese New Year at all, except for a few containers of Chinese New Year Cookies. Her house was spick and span. Such is a perfect home, the wife taking care of the family and house, the husband concentrate on work.

You don't have to be rich to find bliss. The poor has their own bliss. Toys and games are invented to pass time. No money to buy toys, no money to buy games, but you can always use your available resources and your brain to think of ways to amuse yourself and spend fun time with your love ones (just like Stephen Chow and Dicky Chow -- they played hitting cockroaches). Poor people have their own bliss. Poor people like them got to experience rare gift, CJ7, which the rich people have never had any chance.

Poor people have unexpected bliss, the shower of care and love from God, which not many rich people would need and know. You may send message to me, but whatever you say, your bullets will not kill me. If I boast anything or create topics just to do self-marketing and self-promotion, then your bullet will kill me, I will want to be killed by you. However, if I am speaking from real experience, speaking the truth and holding onto my belief, I would not be shot down by your bullet easily. I believe God really knows what I want and he would give me justice. In His days, justice shall flourish, and Peace till the moon fails.



God Will Be Gracious
Therefore the LORD will wait, that He may be gracious to you; And therefore He will be exalted, that He may have mercy on you. For the LORD is a God of justice; Blessed are all those who wait for Him.