The ragged pieces of ideas and thoughts of my attempt to live a life as a contemporary monastic in the urban city of Singapore..

 

I found my role in the kitchen ....

I can cook. But I am not allowed to cook because I will usually make a big mess of the kitchen even long before I finish. Then I thought that washing dishes was my thing but I couldn't do it clean enough or up to standard to warrant a regular job there. So all these while I really don't have a role in the kitchen besides eating.

During the weekend I cut fruits for the family near the kithen sink and I realised that I've been cutting fruits for years without getting criticism or frustrating others. I remember even skinning a pineapple and cut them nicely in the same kitchen, and all done safely and peacefully. I don't understand fully why but I think I've found my role in the kitchen. Cutting fruits. I am so happy for myself.

I remember it was an even better feeling when I found my purpose in life.
(have you read Purpose Driven Life: What Am I in Earth For ?, it speaks of we have been doing since we know God)

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