J

I wanna share about J today. She is 17 years old this yr.. Her mother is 56, and her father is 68. Her mother has schizoprenia and her father has dementia.

She stays in 3room flat. B4 the Residents' Committee knows about her family, her house was super cluttered with junks and very disorganized. The floor in the house is bare concrete. They all sleep on mattresses in the living hall, with a stench to it. There is no wardrobe or cabinet thaty can keep all her stuff. All of them filled with old things that is forgotten but left undisturbed. Her mum refuses to dispose of them.

But to my delight, she is alright. She studies in a neighborhood Sec Sch in the Express Stream. She scores well enuff to get into Poly. How did she manage all these years?

She shares... Her father prays with her nightly when she was a little girl. Until he has dementia. The elderly man attends a chinese church while she attends church occassionally. She hardly goes to church nowadays.

God's grace is with her. He protected her from the negative peer influence in the neighborhood when she wandered ard because her father is working and her mother is unable to care for her. He gave her grace to treat her mother's verbal abuse as a joke when she was only a little girl. When she is old enough to understand, God gave her the discernment to reject the verbal abuse as part of her schizoprenic symptons. She desires to know the word of God, but she hardly attends church now. Her cell members goes to expensive places to eat after church and she is unable to afford them, so she refrains from joining them.

When I see my clients, I see God's grace and mercy in each lives.. I am in a privileged position to be able to listen to their stories. Because as a result my life is enriched. People say my job is tough, but I dont think so. My job is there to listen and affirm. Many merely needs to have their stories heard.