6In a similar way, urge the younger men to be self-restrained and to behave prudently [taking life seriously].
7And show your own self in all respects to be a pattern and a model of good deeds and works, teaching what is unadulterated, showing gravity [having the strictest regard for truth and purity of motive], with dignity and seriousness.
8And let your instruction be sound and fit and wise and wholesome, vigorous and irrefutable and above censure, so that the opponent may be put to shame, finding nothing discrediting or evil to say about us.
6In a similar way, urge the younger men to be self-restrained and to behave prudently [taking life seriously].
7And show your own self in all respects to be a pattern and a model of good deeds and works, teaching what is unadulterated, showing gravity [having the strictest regard for truth and purity of motive], with dignity and seriousness.
8And let your instruction be sound and fit and wise and wholesome, vigorous and irrefutable and above censure, so that the opponent may be put to shame, finding nothing discrediting or evil to say about us.
After reading her blog post, I felt an outburst of tears, running down the corners of my eyes. My heart sank as mum turn away from me, avoiding questions I asked. Seeing her doing the house chore, taking care of my grandma, acting like a super woman in this house just add on the sorrows I had upon her.
To mum: you know that smoking is harmful, smoking kills… Brother is doing the same thing and why aren’t you stopping him? Why are you letting such a thing happen in this family? Where is the love I used to have when I was young? Where is the care and hugs I used to have when I was young? Where are you, mum? I can see you no more… you are fully hidden with the hard shell; possibly no one can crack open. Come back to me… come back…
To dad: you’re such a wonderful father. You may be uneducated, you may not understand much of English, but you understand what love is. You may not be an expressive person but through action, your love is naked to view. Granny is in good hand of yours. Through you, I can fully understand how to love somebody without any conditions. 我以为。。。 你不疼我。。。How I wish I could say I love you too…
To brother: Remember that night we celebrated your birthday last year? You were happy yet sad. Remember that wedding dinner we attended at Mandarin Hotel? I could still remember that sad face. I’ve never seen you in such a bad state. It aches my heart too… up till the point when we discovered that you started picking up smoking habit, my heart totally sunk into deepest ocean. Why? Stress? There are more meaning to life… why such way to live life? I hate you for smoking, but I tear because I’m seeing my own brother tearing himself apart… slowly and torturously… you’re tearing my heart too…