It’s Monday and preparing time for our journey on to the Philippines. The last two days were in many ways quite similar. Yesterday some of our friends came over to the hotel and we had our service in our hotel room. The two brothers that I met Saturday night had other tasks so they did not come to our meeting this morning. Sister Agnes was the one who had arranged time off from work through on both days, so she was our secure contact constantly.
Those friends we met on Saturday did not have any free time on Sunday so now it was new friends again, but it was the same friends we met here last year. Later in the day we traveled down to Central Park again, and now the park was filled to the brim with Philippinians everywhere. It buzzed so much around me with voices that I felt I could be in a beehive. Thousands of people on contract are working here in Hong Kong.
I think last year I heard that there were about 150,000 of them just here in this city. They travel from their families in order to provide one for them justifiable economy for the rest of the family. The thing is that they spend most of their adult lives to stay away from the family to secure them financially and for the kids an education. In my eyes it is a great sacrifice. They see their children only 1 to 2 weeks during a two year period. But this is part of their culture and upbringing. I am grateful to find some friends under these conditions seeking and searching the scriptures, and want to live with the Lord in all the challenges that may come in their way. Let us remember them in prayer.
