Interrogated for a miracle : The story of the man born blind (Part II)

It was the best day of my life, and it was about to get a little challenging before it became even better.

Let me explain. This man named Jesus, He put mud on my eyes, and asked me to go to the pool of Siloam to wash and I washed and came back seeing.

It was one of the most transformational and exciting moment of my life ever.

The gaze that met my eyes : The story of the man born blind

‘Have you ever felt gazes? Like just the feeling.

I have.

In fact I couldn’t see since I was born but I could always feel a gaze.

Most of them were gazes of disgust, of judgement, or of the bad example.

‘Don’t you ever lie or steal Benyamin, you’ll end up like that man there who can’t see.’ a woman once said as I felt the gaze of this boy name Benyamin change from curiosity to disgust.

Mountain // One step at a time

It seemed like an impossible task. I was going to climb Mount Kinabalu. Just 3 weeks before the climb, I overworked my right foot and had a stress fracture (according to my sister’s diagnosis). Google says it takes at least a month plus for such ailments to be healed and here I am, deciding thatContinue reading “Mountain // One step at a time”