beautiful gesture
When I first arrived in the United States, I was like my little sister who was dying in an incubator. These Christians actually treated me like a fellow sister. They opened their incubators one by one and stretched out their protective and intimate arms to embrace me!
A pair of twins were born prematurely and were placed in incubators respectively. Doctors predicted that the younger sister would die. When the nurse saw that the situation was not good, her first priority was to save her life. No longer caring about the hospital's regulations, she picked up the strong sister and carried her to her incubator. As soon as she lay close to her sister, the strong sister immediately stretched out an arm to hug her, showing a caring and intimate gesture. Just like that, my sister's heartbeat gradually stabilized and her low body temperature returned to normal!
This story, accompanied by a photo, was casually posted on the wall of the examination room at Texas Women's Hospital in Houston. I was sitting there, waiting for blood to be drawn. When I looked around, a painting of brotherly love came to me - a baby who was just one week old, the first gesture was a life-saving hug!
Can such a beautiful gesture be matched by the world in this mortal world? How long can such a touching gesture stand proudly amidst the attacks of worldly fame, wealth, power, and desires? If Cao Pi in the Wei and Jin Dynasties stood in front of this picture, would he sheath his sword out of shame? If Cao Zhi heard this story, would he cry in public? Will the recitation of "We are born from the same roots, so why rush each other?" becomes even more poignant? How many people in this world are willing to open their own incubators and extend their protective arms?
Many years ago, I rode on the wings of a Boeing 747, stuffing my luggage into the wreckage of a love nuclear war; like the people of Qin who escaped from the troubled times in "Peach Blossom Spring", parked in the vast sea of people on the campus of a small country with few people. The biting cold wind of the first lunar month in a foreign country stirred up the dust of the unknown people who left the "Pacific Ocean" in the west, playing the prelude of walking alone and chanting alone. How could it be compared to the Qin people's whole family immigrants!
Little did he know that there is a cave in this land. From the moment I stepped out of the dormitory, I walked all the way to the classroom and library. Almost all of my blue-eyed and blond classmates, regardless of gender, greeted me with smiles and cordial greetings, making this fifteen-minute walk in the cold wind feel amazing. It’s like the neighborhood in southern Taiwan where chickens and dogs hear each other, and relatives and friends are everywhere!
When I first arrived, I felt like an alien. There is a group of enthusiastic people who are not afraid to talk to each other, ask questions about life carefully, assist in learning, and do not avoid wasting people and money. They often hold banquets on weekends and festivals, or invite outings and provide special transportation. Not only does it take care of my belly, but it also takes care of my soul... The computer professor even wrote a letter to my parents personally, summarizing my living situation - as if they were closely related to me! Family members thousands of miles away are also connected to them!
I have not seen the situation of "all brothers in the four seas" for a long time; in the land of foreigners, I have savored the taste of this situation and no longer yearn for the Qin people to move their families. I would never miss Shu without drinking the water of Wangchuan; and the team of initiators of the love nuclear war escaped without a trace!
I remember that these foreigners claimed to be Christians and called each other brothers and sisters in "Lord Jesus Christ." It is also said that they are members of each other. If one member suffers, the other members also suffer together; if one member is happy, the other members also rejoice. Such a belief is performed before my eyes, like a play that never ends!
Looking back, when I first arrived in the United States, I was like that little sister who was dying in an incubator; these Christians actually treated me like a fellow sister, opening their incubators one by one and stretching out their protective and intimate arms to embrace me! In the freezing weather, it stabilizes the heartbeat and warms life, rain or shine. This, they say, is the love from God - something that transcends siblings! Across races! Able to build a paradise in the troubled times of life.
＊Good words and beautiful articles are selected from the second cup of life soup "Bafang Garden Vegetables"