Much of the thoughts here is "recycled" from my blog post in 2007.
I have been attending a “high-power” meeting in KL about once every two months for the past decade. I have always amused myself as the “outstanding one” being always the only woman in the meeting, and being the only one who is not “high-power”.
For the past ten years, there are change of faces. Members of the board are actually representing the media, universities and government departments. I have been through with five terms of different Chairman.
While I remain, there was another journalist who remained for six years. (He had left after the third term) He was also the “outstanding” one, but among the gentlemen – he was the only one without a lounge suite on. He wore “black and white”.
“Oh, you starched your shirt so well,” I bubbled out the words.
He surprised me and all others who were early for the meeting with details on how to starch the shirt, how to iron – from A to Z, from good old days to modern days method.
As he talked and I listened, I visualized his hands moved with impressive deftness and dexterity on the shirts. And lo! a perfectly pressed, starched shirt in front of my eyes!
Is it not a perfecting picture of the workings of God? Is He not starching and ironing our worldly passions and pursuits and constantly perfecting us?
Let Him!

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very touching!! Send to Connections?
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