He speaks, as an impression

I had one last angbao of $2 to give away. I was thinking of who I should give it to. My prayer through this activity was that I wouldn’t just give to the people whom I perceive were needy outwardly (like disabled), but that I’d give to those whom have need within them, in a deeper sense.

The train decelerated into the tunnel and pulled into Tiong Bahru station, and as the platform played as a moving image, I saw an old cleaner lady moping the floor in the crowd. I knew just then that the last angbao was going to her.

How did I know? I don’t know the science behind it. I can’t articulate clearly too. All I know is, the moment I saw her, something within me clicked.

It’s His living spirit within me.

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