Archive for November, 2009

Friday Photo Flashback #4

Friday Photo Flashback

This is a photo of my second child, Johann David. I think he is about two to three months ago. So probably it was taken early of 2004.

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Uncontrolled Temper Leads to Child Abuse

This is a forwarded email. I am not sure if it’s true since I got two versions of this story.

Anyway, this story can be qualified as child abuse in some sense. If a parent doesn’t learn to control their temper and allows it to linger, the situation often ends up in violent reaction towards their children.

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This is a true story which happened in the States. A man came out of his home to admire his new truck. To his puzzlement, his three-year-old son was happily hammering dents into the shiny paint of the truck. The man ran to his son, knocked him away, hammered the little boy’s hands into pulp as punishment. When the father calmed down, he rushed his son to the hospital.

Although the doctor tried desperately to save the crushed bones, he finally had to amputate the fingers from both the boy’s hands. When the boy woke up from the surgery & saw his bandaged stubs, he innocently said, Daddy, Im sorry about your truck.” Then he asked, “But when are my fingers going to grow back?” The father went home & committed suicide.

Think about this story the next time someone steps on your feet or u wish to take revenge. Think first before u lose your patience with someone u love. Trucks can be repaired… Broken bones & hurt feelings often can’t. Too often we fail to recognize the difference between the person and the performance. We forget that forgiveness is greater than revenge.

People make mistakes. We are allowed to make mistakes. But the actions we take while in a rage will haunt us forever.

Friday Photo Flashback #3

Friday Photo Flashback

This picture was taken somewhere the year 2004. It is either my son Johann David have turned one year old or still turning one. My daugther Micah Izabel is four years old by then. I couldn’t remember the exact month because I was already working at this time.