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Monday, September 02, 2013

1 Month Old Celebrations

Joseph makes "announcements" but looked like he was professor of babies...
 So glad the extended family could make it too! :)
 P. Tim and I had the best seats in the barn... we were just protecting the roast pig from flies, promise! ;)
 Maybe 1 month old baby Leia would like to say a few words? hm...or maybe just a snore :)
 Baby dedication and meeting the god-aunts, Clare and Stephanie :)
 Holding a baby for the first time...and I'm guessing the other two boys are also not sure what to do with a baby...ahhaha
 Joseph and Em's small group - KW friends!


posted at 12:53 AM by Jo -

Tuesday, July 23, 2013





I'm an aunt! Leia Wong was born in the wee hours of the morning on July 22, 2013 to Joseph and Emily. Praise God for this wonderful bundle of excitement that keeps me wanting to jump up and down all day, all week! It is definitely difficult to concentrate at work these days.... :)

That's all :) Enjoy the pictures, Z!!





posted at 11:31 PM by Jo -

Thursday, February 21, 2013

A new lunar year

Celebrating in chinese families always involves eating, regardless of what we're celebrating. With chinese new year, we have 15 days worth of celebrating... good thing we only had two family dinners. If we ate like the picture below for 15 days, I would be 15 pounds heavier by the end of it!!!


 Hiking in the park near my house after the snowstorm. OK so it wasn't 'real' woods because you could see buildings and residential homes afar, but it was quiet enough to let me 'pretend' it was a forest. I met a german couple along the way who recommended I take this trail, which had a gorgeous view at the top of this particular hill.
 Last weekend, the mandarin congregation celebrated Chinese New Year with food (of course), wonderful plays/skits and praise songs that were all carefully organized to tell the story of Man from Creation, through the fall and flood, and then penalty of sin taken up by Jesus Christ. A very well done evangelistic night that snuck up on me, they were that good :)


posted at 11:32 PM by Jo -

Monday, December 24, 2012

Happy birthday Jesus!

My dear, it has been so long since I last wrote here that even the posting format looks different... and I'm guessing it isn't exactly "new"!

Merry Christmas to you all! Since being back in Toronto, God has mercifully provided me physiotherapy work quite quickly. It is already nearing the end of my second month, it is quite strange. I am thankful that the work and people are enjoyable, often challenging in certain aspects, which allows me to grow more professionally. Most new to me is hydrotherapy, pool based physiotherapy, though I don't have to run any of those pool classes yet.

I wish I had more time to bake and experiment. The reality of life at this point in time is that leisure activities take a seat to the necessities of work, cooking meals, housework, and family obligations. I keep telling myself that one day I'll maybe get back to "normal" sleep hours... but apparently wanting to sleep at 9pm at my age isn't all that "normal" for socializing either.

Here and there, I sneak in some exercise, however, now I hear in my head more often the phrase from the movie Pursuit of Happiness with Will Smith, "This part of my life is called running." ...and imagine me running for the bus each day. At first I ran the few blocks because I was late and could afford more time to wait for the next bus. Now, I run intentionally because I would otherwise not get any decent aerobic exercise! And quite frankly, I'm not sure how healthy it is to exert myself and then quickly switch gears to sit on the TTC and sleep within minutes...

Despite all the changes since returning from Prince Edward Island, I can be grateful to God for His faithfulness, always reminding me in each day that He is in control of all things and I need only to seek first His kingdom and His righteousness. In the last couple weeks, I am slowly learning to pray when I feel disappointed, or angry like a steaming teapot, instead of complaining to my brother.

Philippians 4:4-7 (NIV 1984)
Rejoice in the Lord always. I will say it again: Rejoice! Let your gentleness be evident to all. The Lord is near. Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.

posted at 5:11 PM by Jo -

Thursday, September 06, 2012

Smile a little :o)

I notice there are quite a few grumpy people in Toronto these days. An old lady angrily demanded to know if the grocery store was out of creamer that wasn't lactose-free. A driver who was cut off waved furiously and yelled so loudly I could hear her though my windows were closed.

Sometimes a smile can really turn someone's frown up side down... it doesn't take much to push a big city person over the edge after a busy day or during rush hour traffic, and it certainly doesn't take much to remind them of the existence of mercy and kindness.

My favourite today was watching a young Filipino lady help walk an extremely kyphotic old Caucasion grandma with her rollator walker to McDonald's early in the morning... and as I passed them, both gave me grins from ear to ear. Already, my heart was lifted to see, even at that age, someone would fight so hard to keep moving... and those smiles just made my day that much better.

posted at 1:46 PM by Jo -

Thursday, August 02, 2012

Passing On Old Lessons to the New Generations

Yesterday, I met John at the Farmer's Market. John is a retired professor of philosophy who brought his trade of sharpening blades to the market after he moved to Canada. What a pleasant man! We must have sat and chatted for at least an hour about his life in the States, different cultures, research in nut allergies (his son has similar issues!), and the history of his family tree specifically of his grandfather and uncle, both dating back to the late 1800s and early 1900s, renowned for their amazing care for the Chinese and Aboriginal peoples in North America. As I stood up to leave, suddenly realizing I have grocery items in my bag and the rain was coming down more steadily, John told me one last story from his teaching days.

"I once had a class and we talked about euthanasia for a week at the end of one of my courses. We had discussions and the comments often became quite heated as the students argued passionately for a position. In my class was a quiet Chinese student who never said a word. He just sat and listened to the debates among the class. On the final day, as we wrapped up the segment on euthanasia, this Chinese student stood up to address the class. He bowed to me, and then he bowed to the class, and I will never forget what he said. He first apologized for bringing up argument, and then proceeded to explain, 'In my home country, we respect and love our old people. They have much to teach us, whether they are alive and well, or sick and dying. Even in their pain, the greatest lesson we can learn from them is how to die with courage.'"

"That," John said, with tears in his eyes, "was one of the biggest lesson I learned from my students."

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