Only act of rebellion

Growing up, I must say I am a super good kid. No bad company, no average grades and no undue heartaches for my parents. Afterall, I've learnt to be ultimately responsible for the welfare of my younger siblings and I understood submission equals respect for my parents.

The only act of rebellion would be having my own beliefs. I had as a young child of about 7 heard the gospel at a playground and it struck a deep note deep within my soul. Somehow, i just believe that there is God and there is only one of it and that God created everything!!!!! Eventually in my early teens I rebelled against "being forced to hold joss sticks and burn incense papers and visiting temples where many would kneel to pray to idols fashioned by human beings themselves".

When I told my mum i wanted to be a Christian, she slapped me so hard on the cheeks that I bled and the taste of my own blood was most disgusting!!!! It was persecution so to speak. For a few years in my secondary school days I had every bible thrashed by my mum and every "friend" scrutinised including a Roger from TK Tech whom I had a crush on!!!! Roger had brought me to his church then Fishermen of Christ where I heard my first sermon in Mandarin. John 15. However, I had BBC to thank for the live worship and sermons broadcast that I often tune in to. Many christian friends in school also studied the bible and prayed with me during lunch. My faith only grew stronger and became more deep rooted through the years, after all, I am the type that commits to the path I had chosen.

Though my heartcry is always wanting to learn music and fine art, I did obtain the accountancy degree that my parents wanted much. In the 80s, its almost every parents' dream that their kids will go to university and become doctors, lawyers, accountants and engineers. Artistic development were not encouraged for fear that these pursuits would derail the plans to getting the all too necessary paper qualifications essential for financial and material well-being.

Sometimes I wished I had studied music, art and french in my youth instead of memorising loads of information which I had scarcely any passion in. Accountancy and math were the most challenging to me followed by the super dry legal studies. Notwithstanding the fact of my lack of passion, God enabled me to excel in my studies and make my parents proud. My only consolation lies in my own endless pursuits of art, music and french, largely self taught that made minute progress during the holidays.

Home-schooling Rachel allows us to help her develop in areas where she has passion. Even as I try to blog, at this very minute my beloved kid had proceed on to practice her violin after she had played on the piano, all on her own accord. Usually I would drop everything I do, except cooking and supervise her playing but today, I just decide to take a backseat, and "see" what her level of enthusiasm and self-motivation is like since she is not yet 5.

Indeed, she continues to amaze me being able to focus and be disciplined in what she does. She likes to attend classical concerts and recitals with me and had on more than one occasion told me that she want to be an artiste when she grows up. (both art and music). I know God our Father will bless her in every way. Amen