I learned to rejoice despite of trials.
I learned to give even when I’m in need.
I learned to sing in grief.
I learned to dance even it aches when I sit.
I learned to be happy & joyful.
By His grace, I learned to know what I need.
Today, i was putting away a tape measure when i’m reminded of an old neighbor/distant relatives from my childhood. I remember how small this couple’s house was. Literally as big as half of my kitchen now. It could be called a studio type apartment. As i was trying to picture their dwelling in the back of my mind, i remember how small their house, that even i was only 6 or 7 years old at that time, their house never felt big (you know, when you’re a kid, everything feels big at that time). Their living under a main big house, which is their sister’s house.
The man is a tailor. He’s good at sewing, mending and fixing clothes with the use of his old sewing machine. Inside their small house is a kitchen/dining table, a cabinet that has their clothes and bedsheets, a bed and i think there is only 1 chair and a bench and an electric fan sitting on the stool. They have a sink, and i can’t remember if they do their cooking inside the house or outside. Outside is the remaining covered area of the big house where the rest of the other families share the communal dirty kitchen, a toilet and separate bathroom, and an area to wash clothes.
Back to this couple. They are old but they are not as old as my grandparents yet. The man usually hangs out by the bench outside their house, by the alley in our compound. I’ve always see them happy and very content. As i look at this tape measure i’m putting away, i remember the man with a tape measure hanging by his shoulders. We’ve brought pants and shirts that needs to be adjusted to him.
His happiness wasn’t measured by the amount of stuffs he have nor the size of his house. He was content, happy to talk to people passing by the alley, and to adjust or fix clothes that were brought to him. And so his spouse as well.