I put my carry-on in the
luggage compartment and sat down in my assigned
seat. It was going to be a long flight. 'I'm
glad I have a good book to read. Perhaps I will
get a short nap,' I thought.
Just before take-off,
a line of soldiers came down the aisle and
filled all the vacant seats, totally surrounding
me. I decided to start a conversation.
'Where are you
headed?' I asked the soldier seated nearest to
me. 'Petawawa. We'll be there for two
weeks for special training, and then we're being
deployed to Afghanistan
After flying for about an hour, an announcement was
made that sack lunches were available for five
dollars. It would be several hours before we
reached the east, and I quickly
decided a lunch
would help pass the time…
As I reached for my wallet, I overheard a soldier ask his buddy if
he planned to buy lunch. 'No, that seems
like a lot of money for just a sack lunch.
Probably wouldn't be worth five bucks.
I'll wait till we get to base.'
His friend agreed.
I looked around at the
other soldiers. None were buying lunch. I walked
to the back of the plane and handed the flight
attendant a fifty dollar bill. 'Take a
lunch to all those soldiers.' She grabbed my
arms and squeezed tightly. Her eyes wet with
tears, she thanked me. 'My son was a soldier in
Iraq ; it's almost like you are doing it for him.'
Picking up ten sacks, she headed up the aisle to where the
soldiers were seated. She stopped at my seat and
asked, 'Which do you like best – beef or
chicken?' 'Chicken,' I replied,
wondering why she asked. She turned and went to
the front of plane, returning a minute later
with a dinner plate from first class.
'This is your thanks.'
After we finished eating, I went again to the back of the plane,
heading for the rest room.
A man stopped me. 'I saw what you did. I want to
be part of it. Here, take this.' He handed me
Soon after I returned
to my seat, I saw the Flight Captain coming down
the aisle, looking at the aisle numbers as he
walked, I hoped he was not looking for me, but
noticed he was looking at the numbers only on my
side of the plane. When he got to my row he
stopped, smiled, held out his hand and said, 'I
want to shake your hand.' Quickly unfastening my
seatbelt I stood and took the
With a booming voice he said, 'I was a soldier
and I was a military pilot. Once, someone bought
me a lunch. It was an act of kindness I never
forgot.' I was embarrassed when applause was
heard from all of the passengers.
Later I walked to the
front of the plane so I could stretch my legs. A
man who was seated about six rows in front of me
reached out his hand, wanting to shake mine. He
left another twenty-five dollars in my palm.
When we landed I
gathered my belongings and started to deplane.
Waiting just inside the airplane door was a man
who stopped me, put something in my shirt
pocket, turned, and walked away without saying a
word. Another twenty-five dollars!
Upon entering the
terminal, I saw the soldiers gathering for their
trip to the base.
I walked over to
them and handed them seventy-five dollars. 'It
will take you some time to reach the base.
It will be about time for a sandwich.
God Bless You.'
Ten young men left that flight feeling the love and
respect of their fellow travelers.
As I walked briskly to
my car, I whispered a prayer for their safe
return. These soldiers were giving their all for
our country. I could only give them a couple of
meals. It seemed so little…
A veteran is someone
who, at one point in his life, wrote a blank
check made payable to 'citizens of United States '
for an amount of 'up to and
including my life.'
That is Honor, and
there are way too many people in this country
who no longer understand it.'
“Vocation in Print” — Publications by the Clergy
The exhibition was conducted in response to the World Day of Prayer for Vocations, which fell on May 11.
The preparation started one year beforehand as the Archives Office gathered the exhibits from priests and sisters, while some are provided by the office itself.
Several hundred publications written by priests, sisters, seminarians and permanent deacons were on displayed.
These publications, most being Chinese, covered homilies, pilgrimages, missionary experiences and the commemorations of priestly ordinations.
There are also books about life stories of priests, such as Lawrence Bianchi of Hong Kong written by Piero Gheddo and, and one about Father Lido Mencarini, from the Pontifical Foreign Missions Institute (PIME), written by Father Giorgio Bernardelli.
The two books, published by the Catholic Truth Society, give a glimpse of the wisdom of the Church leaders in the development of the diocese in 1950s and 1960s, as well as the contribution made by the Italian missionary society.
Photographs of the over 900 deceased priests who have served in Hong Kong since the late 1900s formed a memorial wall at the entrance to the exhibition, showing that the Church in Hong Kong of today is the fruit of their response to the call to vocation and hard work.
Besides written material, video interviews with around 14 priests were put together and were available for viewing.
Father John Kwan Kit-tong, a columnist for the Chinese-language Catholic newspaper, the Kung Kao Po, for 20 years has just celebrated his 35th anniversary of ordination. A sentimental person, he revealed that he could not stop the tears running on some occasions while presiding at funerals.
Father Kwan said that such strong feelings inspired him to write his reflections about his ministry. The Archives Office also made compilations of other columnists who have written for the Kung Kao Po over the past 50 years.
Diocesan archivist, Father Louis Ha Ke-loon, said priests choose to spread the message of faith through having their writing published, because it can reach more people.
He described them as meaningful, as they form records of their spiritual experiences and lives, as well as what was happening in the Church at different times.
He said that he hopes the exhibition will inspire more people to think about their vocation.
Father Peter Leung Tak-choi, parish priest of Annunciation Church in Tsuen Wan, said that writing is a good way to promote the faith, as it is a detailed record of personal views and journeys of vocation.
His messages in parish newsletters and talks have been compiled into book form and can be accessed with smartphone applications.
Sister Margarita Chan Mei-yung, from the Daughters of Mary Help of Christians, said, “Vocations are the fruit of a mature Church, which prompt people to dedicate their lives to Jesus Christ. The sharing of the priests in writing can help lay people understand how they serve God in different ways, which helps people to respond to their own vocation.”
(This article is quoted from SUNDAY EXAMINER)
1 – First Important Lesson – Cleaning Lady.
During my second month of college, our professor gave us a pop quiz.
The last one:
"What is the first name of the woman who cleans the school?"
Surely this was some kind of joke. I had seen the
Cleaning woman several times. She was tall,
Dark-haired and in her 50's, but how would I know her name?
I handed in my paper, leaving the last question
Blank. Just before class ended, one student asked if
The last question would count toward our quiz grade.
"Absolutely, " said the professor.. "In your careers,
You will meet many people. All are significant.. They
Deserve your attention and care, even if all you do
Is smile and say "hello.."
I've never forgotten that lesson.. I also learned her
Name was Dorothy.
2. – Second Important Lesson – Pickup in the Rain
One night, at 11:30 p.m., an older African American
Woman was standing on the side of an Alabama highway
Trying to endure a lashing rain storm.. Her car had
Broken down and she desperately needed a ride.
Soaking wet, she decided to flag down the next car.
A young white man stopped to help her, generally
Unheard of in those conflict-filled 1960's. The man
Took her to safety, helped her get assistance and
Put her into a taxicab.
She seemed to be in a big hurry, but wrote down his
Address and thanked him. Seven days went by and a
Knock came on the man's door. To his surprise, a
Giant console colour TV was delivered to his home. A
Special note was attached.
"Thank you so much for assisting me on the highway
The other night. The rain drenched not only my
Clothes, but also my spirits. Then you came along.
Because of you, I was able to make it to my dying
Husband's' bedside just before he passed away… God
Bless you for helping me and unselfishly serving
Mrs. Nat King Cole.
3 – Third Important Lesson – Always remember those
In the days when an ice cream sundae cost much less,
A 10-year-old boy entered a hotel coffee shop and
Sat at a table. A waitress put a glass of water in
Front of him.
"How much is an ice cream sundae?" he asked.
"Fifty cents," replied the waitress.
The little boy pulled his hand out of his pocket and
Studied the coins in it.
"Well, how much is a plain dish of ice cream?" he inquired.
By now more people were waiting for a table and the
Waitress was growing impatient..
"Thirty-five cents," she brusquely replied.
The little boy again counted his coins.
"I'll have the plain ice cream," he said.
The waitress brought the ice cream, put the bill on
The table and walked away The boy finished the ice
Cream, paid the cashier and left.. When the waitress
Came back, she began to cry as she wiped down the
Table. There, placed neatly beside the empty dish,
Were two nickels and five pennies..
You see, he couldn't have the sundae, because he had
To have enough left to leave her a tip.
4 – Fourth Important Lesson.. – The obstacle in Our Path.
In ancient times, a King had a boulder placed on a
Roadway. Then he hid himself and watched to see if
Anyone would remove the huge rock. Some of the
King's' wealthiest merchants and courtiers came by
And simply walked around it.. Many loudly blamed the
King for not keeping the roads clear, but none did
Anything about getting the stone out of the way.
Then a peasant came along carrying a load of
Vegetables. Upon approaching the boulder, the
peasant laid down his burden and tried to move the
stone to the side of the road. After much pushing
and straining, he finally succeeded. After the
peasant picked up his load of vegetables, he noticed
a purse lying in the road where the boulder had
been. The purse contained many gold coins and a note
from the King indicating that the gold was for the
person who removed the boulder from the roadway. The
peasant learned what many of us never understand!
Every obstacle presents an opportunity to improve
5 – Fifth Important Lesson – Giving When it Counts…
Many years ago, when I worked as a volunteer at a
hospital, I got to know a little girl named Liz who
was suffering from a rare & serious disease. Her only
chance of recovery appeared to be a blood
transfusion from her 5-year old brother, who had
miraculously survived the same disease and had
developed the antibodies needed to combat the
illness. The doctor explained the situation to her
little brother, and asked the little boy if he would
be willing to give his blood to his sister.
I saw him hesitate for only a moment before taking a
deep breath and saying, "Yes I'll do it if it will save
her." As the transfusion progressed, he lay in bed
next to his sister and smiled, as we all did, seeing
the colour returning to her cheek. Then his face
grew pale and his smile faded.
He looked up at the doctor and asked with a
trembling voice, "Will I start to die right away".
Being young, the little boy had misunderstood the
doctor; he thought he was going to have to give his
sister all of his blood in order to save her.
Now you have choices.
1 Delete this email, or
2. Forward it other people.
I hope that you will choose No. 2 and remember.
Most importantly…. Live with no regrets,
NOW more than ever – Please… Pass It On…
You never know how or when you'll be paid!
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