过去的过去，未来的未来

自从初中三毕业以后，就来到了狮城。以后就再也没有修学母语了。除了在教会讲讲两三句，回家乡亲父老了解那几句也就够了。

总记得小时候语言是很难拿捏的科目，就偏偏在大马的小孩都要拿三科语文。渐渐长大，才发现文学书法的美；但要以笔墨把人生事迹形容得动人，似乎要花一大把时间恶补一般。

今天心血来潮，首次以母语写博客。以往不如今天，一方面是因为要逃避母语退步的事实，另一方面是因为键盘要打华语比登天还麻烦。但，首次以母语写感想最主要的原因是上个周末去到了十年前去过的地方，不禁让吾人想起以前与如今天渊之别的生活。

记得约十年前，曾经来过哥打丁宜短宣。还只算是‘宣教旅游’吧，因为只待了四天左右。四天的记忆，经过十年的岁月似乎有些朦胧；就记得住在一间蛮大的教会，后边就是一大片的油棕园。上个周末就恰好回到同一间教会，而且卧在十年前同一间房，只是这次是去献唱不是短宣。真是十年如一日啊。

也许是老了，只会不停唠叨以往的回忆。讲这句话肯定招来破口大骂，毕竟岁数连三字起头都还不到嘛。身体老不老不是一回事；心志老不老就大件事咯。只希望自己能把往事当前车之鉴，吸取经验使心不死 - 所谓哀莫大于心死就是此意吧。

看到以前的教会建了新堂，继续扩展也就提醒自己真的要忘记背后努力面前，向着标杆直跑的金句。毕竟只有老人是活在记忆里的，孩童是活在梦想里的。基督徒呢？乃是要活在神的旨意里。

虽然哥打丁宜没什么看头，但至少对榴莲粉丝还算接了个交代 - 对吾人就真的成为虐待。

The Joy of Growing Up

You see, only kids look forward to growing up. Sometimes I feel that as an adult, we’re too focused on our past.

No doubt, time passed at a rate that we never would have imagined. But whenever we stop looking forward, it’s when we have grown old – whether you are 80 or 18.

It’s a pity because I didn’t grow up with the people in the photo. Some of them were as young as the toddler when they knew each other, and today they are carrying other toddlers.

But of course, I say this not with a pinch of regret, because I do enjoy my childhood tremendously. And because I shift around so much, I can remember clearly things that happened when I was 3.

Looking forward, we can only pray that these kids will continue to be in the Lord, and to grow to be like Him everyday.

It’s a joy, really, to grow up and to look back knowing that we’ve been through so much.

I bet Caleb will be furious when he sees this picture at my age.