tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21733836.post9073777566340403706..comments2024-03-28T00:13:03.960-07:00Comments on Babasiga: When a stranger knocksPeceli and Wendy's Bloghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01165668047817341837noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21733836.post-70488687482180553412007-12-20T20:48:00.000-08:002007-12-20T20:48:00.000-08:00Pikaki,That's a good story and there is a risk of ...Pikaki,<BR/>That's a good story and there is a risk of stepping over our normal boundaries - the smelly feet - anyway you had presence of mind to offer a bath! What if he refused to bath? I admire the conductor/facilitator of the Choir of Hard Knocks - taking street people and forming a singing group. That must have been quite difficult a lot of the time.<BR/>w.Peceli and Wendy's Bloghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01165668047817341837noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21733836.post-16108872648303529612007-12-20T13:54:00.000-08:002007-12-20T13:54:00.000-08:00The best Christmas I've ever had in Sydney was whe...The best Christmas I've ever had in Sydney was when my youngest son invited 5 homeless youths for Christmas Lunch. These young people were from broken homes, and were on the streets. When they entered our home, the smell of their feet was so overpowering.We offered them shower, towels and clothes before we ate. One of the boys' feet was covered in sores due to wearing wet canvas shoes. We dressed his feet and we fed them first. Later when they left, we packed more food and clothing for them. We had our meals afterwards, but the joy of giving was more rewarding than the prepared food. They say that behind every successful man is a strong woman. I am sure that Peceli is able to keep that gift of giving and sharing is because he has a companion who is equally as compassionate. To me success has many meanings but when a man/woman can strive to be Charitable that to me, is the greatest measure of success anyone can aspire to because it's Christlike Love.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21733836.post-73964112517186391392007-12-19T01:04:00.000-08:002007-12-19T01:04:00.000-08:00That's an uplifting post. Thanks.I've helped peop...That's an uplifting post. Thanks.<BR/><BR/>I've helped people at times, but not invited any into my home. Perhaps that is the Fiji way.<BR/><BR/>There was a homeless veteran I used to see in the area from time to time who would sleep under some trees near the highway. I used to take him dinner when I'd see him there.Pandaboniumhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08352197350806179930noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21733836.post-70779831102166939712007-12-18T16:08:00.000-08:002007-12-18T16:08:00.000-08:00Hello Pikaki,Peceli is more hospitable than me. I ...Hello Pikaki,<BR/>Peceli is more hospitable than me. I don't invite people for dinner as often as he does! Maybe it's the Pacific nature in a village to call out 'Mai kana' to everyone passing by! <BR/>Lately people have been so kind to us in unexpected ways - a gift of a lounge suite, a gift of a set of golf clubs, and so on. So we have to pass something on don't we?<BR/>w.Peceli and Wendy's Bloghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01165668047817341837noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21733836.post-62535690909377850542007-12-18T13:25:00.000-08:002007-12-18T13:25:00.000-08:00Your story tells of how compassionate you are and ...Your story tells of how compassionate you are and have served people in need. With disability, their behavior is so unpredicatable and you did the right thing, and it appears that she does return home, otherwise they would keep her in a more restricted environment.Saying "NO" in some circumstances does not mean we love people less. Even our Heavenly Father and our Saviour sometimes say no to us when we pray for the wrong things.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21733836.post-81038106002524657092007-12-17T22:12:00.000-08:002007-12-17T22:12:00.000-08:00I don't know about becoming less tolerant as you a...I don't know about becoming less tolerant as you age - in some ways we have become more tolerant as we learn the facts about disability etc. Your second point is valid certainly - that was my anxiety when she came back the next day and we had a young family in the house.<BR/>w.Peceli and Wendy's Bloghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01165668047817341837noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21733836.post-14912185627075342722007-12-17T19:59:00.000-08:002007-12-17T19:59:00.000-08:00Interesting story, I probably would have let her i...Interesting story, I probably would have let her in, but from my experience the older you get the less tolerant you become.<BR/><BR/>I suppose you also have to think about how much risk you are willing to bring into your homeAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com