
A young man in his uniform came into the game centre I work in at 11.00pm. He kept standing all the time.
I could feel that he needed some help. So I went near him and gave him a chair to sit down. Then I gave him four egg rolls and a can of lemon tea, which he quickly finished.
Then he played lovely music on the keyboard.
At midnight, he said he had to go home. I said,“ Go home and eat some food. You are hungry.”
He smiled & nodded his head.
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Now it is 2.00 pm, a bald, tall and thin man keeps sitting lonely at the corner of the came centre. He didn’t play, eat or drink. When I went out to buy some meal for myself, I bought two boxes. I gave him one, with soup and coke. So he took them.
He later came to me and told me that he works at a bar in Sheung Wan at midnight for four hours, but only on Thursdays, Fridays and Saturdays. Poor young man!
I pray to God for a stable job for this young man. Jesus cares for him and lets me know him.
As we celebrate the 500 years of Christianity in the Philippines. The Chaplaincy to Filipino Migrants organises an on-line talk every Tuesday at 9.00pm. You can join us at:
https://www.Facebook.com/CFM-Gifted-to-give-101039001847033
So he is not alone.

Gertrude Poon