Having left Singapore for three years, it sometimes hurt my heart just thinking of Grandpa Zhou, the elderly busker with cerebral palsy who walked with a limp, who had left such a deep imprint on our lives. We had left him while I was pregnant. Now that we had returned, we had had two children. During our time away, a few precious friends and blog readers who visited him would try to video call so we could say hello. Now,… Read more »

As some of you may know, Grandpa Zhou was an elderly, angry busker with cerebral palsy playing the harmonica by the dirty train steps when I first met him 8 years ago in Singapore. His life changed drastically when he caught a glimpse of God’s love. Through journeying with him, we’ve always kept in touch- even while we were in Uganda and Canada, as passersby and friends would update us and him through our blog and spontaneous Whatsapp calls. More… Read more »

When I heard his voice, my jaw almost dropped. It just seemed surreal, that even after moving thousands of miles away to an opposite time zone and we were certain to lose touch, that somehow, a blog reader and stranger-turned-friend should contact me, because “I’m with Grandpa Zhou now and I showed him photos of your baby girl. He says she is very cute. Do you want to talk to him now? I’ll call you.” I was watching our baby,… Read more »

It’s our last week or so in Singapore. Wishing to see Grandpa Zhou (the elderly struggling busker at the train station who had become a dear friend to us over the years) one last time before we moved away for 2 years, we had made special trips to visit him, only to be disappointed as we missed him repeatedly. What a treat it was to see his face light up when we finally found him in the dark corner. “It’s… Read more »

When I saw the three consecutive missed calls on my phone, I panicked. This had happened before, not once, but thrice. Each time it did, it always spelled the same thing- crisis. After all, Grandpa Zhou, the elderly busker who earned a living playing the harmonica near to where we used to stay, did not like to trouble others. Since we returned from Africa and moved homes, we saw him far less. We kept in touch through phone calls, often… Read more »

It was a prayer come true. Since we left for Africa, Zhou yeye (Grandpa Zhou) had always been on our hearts and minds. As an frail, 80-year old busker on the street who walked with a limp, lugging a broken bag of items wherever he went, we wondered who would take care of him while we were away. Yet, through the kindness of a few angels, Zhou yeye received love and care from passers-by like yourselves, who sometimes even wrote… Read more »

It was a Christmas prayer come true. Since we left for Africa, Zhou yeye (Grandpa Zhou) had always been on our hearts and minds. As an frail, 80-year old busker on the street who walked with a limp, lugging a broken bag of items wherever he went, we wondered who would take care of him while we were away. Yet, through the kindness of a few angels, Zhou yeye received love and care from passers-by like yourselves, who sometimes even… Read more »

Before we left for Africa, we wondered what would happen to Grandpa Zhou (Zhou yeye), the 80-year old limping gentleman who plays the harmonica by the train station, whom we had befriended, looked after for years and baptized recently. He, too, expressed his worry. I remember our last prayer by the dirty train steps together- we knew God would look after all his needs, with or without us.      What a lovely gift to receive on our anniversary- to… Read more »

A final goodbye to a special someone: a once-bitter busker by the roadside who has transformed into a special faith-filled friend so full of peace and joy:   “You two are going to Africa tomorrow? Then when you come back, no house? How?”   “God will provide for us!” we reply, and to our surprise, we hear Grandpa Zhou share his own story with child-like faith and confidence, of how on some days when he is so very thirsty by… Read more »

Sharing an amazing moment over the past weekend:   From a bitter, angry man who cursed years ago as he busked by the train station, he has totally transformed into a sweet old man (our god-grandpa now) so full of hope, trust and simple faith in a God whose love has touched him deeply.   After months of wanting to get baptized, we finally fulfilled his wish last Saturday at our home. It was my last wish for him before… Read more »