Kent Ridge Park--our usual place of solitude

I took a few days off last week to have my personal retreat. Spent a morning at Kent Ridge Park, a place where Bonny and I used to go for a morning or an afternoon of personal reflection.

Bonny and I were first introduced to this place in mid-90’s when the pastoral staff of Community of Praise Baptist Church would come here for half–day prayer and reflection once a quarter. Since that, this not only becomes our favourite place to be quiet and do our reflection, it has also became the favourite place where Bonny would bring his cell leader interns under training to come for their half-day personal reflection and prayer. It is a cool and quiet place. The green tall trees, the sounds of the crickets, the butterflies that fly quietly pass you and the falling leaves make this an ideal place to be quiet, to listen, to pray and journal without much distraction. It may be hard for one to imagine Bonny being quiet and still for more than two hours, but he did and often came out refreshed. This place may not reflect the vibrant personality of Bonny but it does reflect the calming effect that his prayers often brought to my soul.