Sunday, February 13, 2011

2011年情人节晚会随感

南京的那个湖
那位富有爱心的实验助手
那四行没有留下的足迹

北京的那栋楼
那个似曾相识的童伴
那对俊男美女

那个花费一个月薪水的花瓶
那枝挡住缺口的玫瑰
那张话中有话的纸条

那个从电梯走出来的姑娘
那天吃了还想吃的奥斯丁食堂
那场本不想去的联欢

那夜校园的舞池
那根两毛六的冰淇淋
那个瘪了气的轮胎

南海的那座岛
那次的台风
那个空无别人的蜜月旅馆

那辆飞鸽牌自行车
那个被拆的后座
那用来装孩子的菜篮子

那个餐馆
那次巧遇
那位红粉知己

那个深更半夜
那个孩子他爹
那个被怀抱的婴儿

那次公园里的亲吻
那个一直被保持的激情
不是保持是增强(不信秀给你看)

那个不能透露的秘密筹备
那场师生恋
那个即临的瓷婚

那次肩膀按摩
那次掏耳剪发
那次拖地洗碗

那个从没吵架的童话
那个体贴的彭哥
那个小鸟依人的妹妹

写给我的心上人

假如你是含苞待放的芍药
我就是调皮的蚂蚁
一遍又一遍地亲吻你
讨你开心逗你一笑

假如你是盛开的夜来香
我就是不睡觉的蜜蜂
反复围绕你鸣唱
直到东方透亮

假如你是熟落的橡果
我就是贪婪的松鼠
寻觅你怀抱你
读你千遍却不忍食

假如你是高山的雪莲
我就是没有南飞的孤鸟
留下来陪你感受北风
直到地荒天老

假如你是铁观音
我就是紫砂壶
你的诱人幽香
我总是最先品尝

假如你是虎妈
我就是虎爸
为了培养虎仔
妇唱夫随是一家

假如你是我
我就是你
你中有我我中有你
何等神奇的两位一体

(2011年乡音/爱之光团契情人节晚会中三十余对夫妻,相对而坐,手拉手,丈夫一起深情地诵读给自己的妻子听)


Thursday, February 10, 2011

虎妈,虎爸,虎女,虎子,虎妻

耶鲁法学教授Amy Chua最近出版《虎妈战歌》一本书,就把华人虎妈的形象给牢固地建立了。古代的孟母终于在美国找到了现代版本的形象代言人。

虎妈标签借刚刚过去的虎年余威而问世不久,虎爸,虎女,虎子,虎妻,也一个接一个地出笼了。

如果严格要求子女绝对不容许他们的学习成绩低于A的父母是虎爸虎妈的话,那我们应该都认识不止一两位虎爸虎妈的存在。只要某一次孩子的成绩不到A,虎爸一定找孩子甚至孩子的老师谈话,直到成绩上升成A才罢休。嗲来西时装无限公司老总,也就是以前的王牌补习学校的王校长,就是一位虎爸。不过,他家虎女可是先天聪明加后天勤奋,最近采访虎妈,发表在耶鲁校报上。

我不算虎爸,最多也就是个准虎爸。昨夜十点,我读神学归来,劝在看某电影里拳击片段的儿子去睡觉(我规定凡没上大学的孩子们非不得已通常都不得晚于十点睡觉,以便他们得到足够的休息而有健康旺盛的体力从事次日的学习)。于是即景启发他,他需要那种战士的气概与斗志。他说他不明白我的意思。我举例解释说,如果考SAT,要以满分为目标,为满足。我这明显是虎爸的要求了。上个月,儿子考新州高中生管乐队。考前的晚上,我建议他练一练指定独奏曲,免得在占成绩一半的独奏上丢不该丢的分。他双手一摊开,说他不愿在大考前夜紧张准备,宁愿放松休息。这,跟我读大学时的学习风格如出一辙,让我不好坚持虎爸的硬性原则了。咱读大学时平时多下功夫,期中期末考试前反而轻松自在,复习准备中百无聊赖时甚至给自己出几道模拟考题作答解闷。儿子考完试,我问他感觉如何,他说,独奏部分不如想象的好。我心想,得,这不自找的嘛,如果听我的话,事前多练习,不就稳拿高分了吗?那天晚上,与朋友们吃饭的儿子打来电话,说他考了第一席黑管手。原来他算是虎穴里的虎子。

最近新州出了一个虎妻。夫妻来自中国,据说毕业于北大清华,两人39-40岁,刚有一个两岁大的儿子。不知什么原因,两人闹离婚,常常粗言相向,一周内警察可以不只一次上门拜访。据邻居介绍,妻子的音调比丈夫的高。在百时美施贵宝做化学的李姓妻子最近被警方控告,她用无色无味而溶水的重金属铊毒死王姓丈夫。王先生在解药没有及时有效用上前就撒手人寰。网上有人戏称这位杀夫女为虎妻。今早打开新州明星簿日报,头版头条,虎妻大幅照片摆在正中。四十岁的女人,看起来正常而沉静,没有苦大仇深或者凶神恶煞的模样,可以是咱们在中餐馆或美东金门韩亚龙等超市遇见的任何一个华人中年妇女。可惜,四百万的保释金,就算赔上他们的百万豪宅,也不够。不出意外的话,她会在监牢里度完她的人生,没有机会抚养幼小稚嫩的儿子长大成人。世上多了一位虎妻,少了一位父亲,多了一位孤儿。这是一个满盘皆输的人间悲剧。

她让我想起另外一位虎妻。那是十多年前的事了。先生找我诉苦,说妻子如何打骂他,恶意中伤他。妻子果然厉害,公开扬言说,她其实只需要他的精子,生个孩子就行了。后来他们搬家到外州,那位先生的绿卡申请也因妻子私下给移民局写信取消了。原来他妻子的第一个婚姻,是来美后跟一个老美结的婚,拿了居留身份后,又跟后来因出车祸而瘫痪的老美离了婚,再跟这位长相不俗又老实巴交的中国男子结了婚。她算是我见识的第一位打人骂人害人但不杀人的虎妻。如今新州的这位虎妻要赶超她了。

情人节要来之前,虎妻把大家的绵绵柔情给砸了。当刚刚在上周五团契春晚中成功表演阿庆嫂而出名的马弟兄建议我写一首情人节诗词来激发本周末情人节晚会的气氛时,我一口答应下来。因为根据柴姊妹编写的乡音乡菜馆剧本介绍,我是一个无论鸟生蛋还是天下雪或是狗食月或者树落叶都能触景生情而即兴写诗的人。但我必须承认,这虎妻事件,把我的诗兴给折扣了不少。我现在最多能想到的诗句,不外是这样的几句感叹:

流水风干成皱纹
贴在额头
眼神不再传情
柔声失落在河东

只剩下虎妻一个人
在被告席上讲故事
他不在证人之列
也将无法旁听

今年的情人节没有烛光晚餐
只有大的房子
小的孩子
死的外子

Monday, January 31, 2011

兔子的尾巴

兔年就要来了。兔子憨得可爱。你观看它们吃草的样子,那股憨劲与傻气,无不跃然草上。至于兔年是否是可爱的一年,恐怕就见仁见智了。但有一点是肯定的,就是兔年所预示的许多人和事有如兔子的尾巴一样,无论是好是歹,总长不了。

埃及的老穆,当了三十年老大,如今人民觉醒了,乘时代周刊去年风云人物和世界最年轻的亿万富翁扎克伯格创办的脸书所催生的突尼斯“茉莉花革命”之风,开始造反了。我为这事想了想,琢磨出古老的埃及人民还是很有生命力的。这事让奥巴马伤了不少脑筋。是站在独裁的盟友老穆一边,还是站在人民民主的一边,这是很难骑墙的问题。我的判断,老穆在台上的日子,跟兔子的尾巴一样,长不了。因为,人民,只有人民,才是创造历史的动力(老毛语录)。当然,至于人民的一分子奥巴马明年能否连任,跟咱在明年的本命年是否继续制药,都属于兔尾的问题,虽然结果与影响可以很不同。

俄罗斯的红场边,列宁在水晶棺里呆得够久了。十年前顺路看了他一眼,个子真的矮小,绝对不比老邓高大。几十年如一日,列宁安安静静地躺在无菌之地,供人参观。如今后辈官员发话,迟早要把他安葬了。你看,连列宁这位马克思主义的忠实信徒与实践家,也不能长久地享受死后的特殊尊位。不知道天安门广场上的老乡怎么想(如果死人也能思考的话)。多少风云人物,就象兔子的尾巴,长不了。

有人估计,今年五月21日或者明年的冬至日,可能是世界的末日。这种猜测,对于世界末日来临前就必须面对个人末日的人,其实没有多少参考价值。就算世界末日还有千年万年,咱们这些一天需要吃两三顿饭才打发饥饿却又躲不过衰老的人,也绝对等不到那一天,就一定会完成在人间的潇潇洒洒或者凄凄惨惨走一回。人生,也象兔子的尾巴,长不了。

面对这长不了的局面,贪官们想通了,决定使用跟兔尾一样短得过期会作废的权力,就地腐败透顶,用尽各种伎俩。我曾亲耳听闻一个要海归创业的人说,贪官的要求是如何如何秘而不宣的,包括要求为子女谋近期远期的各种福利。许多贪官干脆当起裸官,让儿女或者N奶提千百万美钞现款在海外买房置产。如果要查处贪官在海外的住址,其实是非常容易的,只需去每个镇政府里查那些购置昂贵房产的人,或者查律师楼里的房产交易案卷,或者名贵汽车行的成交记录。或者干脆到银行查账。但银行明显是喜欢有钱人的地方,不一定与政府合作。而贪官藏匿国的政府也不见得会与贪官母国政府合作,尤其是人家把钱拿到你国家来花,改善经济,你欢迎都来不及,还查处吗?

陈光标也想通了,春节前决定去台湾发红包。这应该算是富人能做的善举之一了。

你我面临这长不了的局面,都在做什么呢?修桥筑路?著书立说?健身美容?吃喝玩乐?随波逐流?碌碌无为?或者,写写博,发发牢骚?

Thursday, December 23, 2010

年终感言

年复一年就象影儿出现,虚幻而短暂。

今年冬至的清晨,发生了月全食。上一次冬至与月全食的组合,是372年前的1638年。下一次将发生在2094年。如果不出意外,今天活在地上的人,到2094年还健康地享受晚年的,应该是凤毛麟角,屈指可数。

这个世界,就象一台转转乐的游戏,咱们这一辈人玩完了,该轮到下一辈人玩一小会了。毕竟碳原子在这个世界是相当紧俏的。就那么多资源,能捏成六七十亿人,算是了不得了。咱们总不能舍不得奉献自己一生不断交换而暂时累积的那些原子吧。碳氢氧氮等等,加起来也有1000000000000000000000000000个(别数了,27个○)。想通了,面对死亡,就不是那么哭哭啼啼,痴情难舍了。

人生就象一个搭积木游戏。咱们制药的人,也不过就是企图让大家的积木游戏玩得稍微开心一点,稍微持久一点。最后的结局都一样,不过百年,一百多磅的积木轰然倒下,被肢解到原子彼此道别,另有所归。菜市场上买来的蔬菜肉类,无不都是原子们的某种重新组合。至于你我是否长眠于斯或者远走高飞,活人似乎都说不清,死人就算他们知情也无法如实相告。

人活着,以消费某些原子组合为美为荣。比如,碗里的某些低热食物,手指上的某个反光不发光的钻戒,方向盘正中央的某个时不时提醒自己有高低贵贱之分的车型符号,狭窄的背所躺的床铺所在的某个不够节能的豪宅空间,肩膀上某种多装信用卡少装现金的包包,掩盖或者衬托变化中体形的某种服饰。反正大家都喜乐或者痛苦地活在通过电视与网络广而告之的某些花言巧语中。

也有人活着,以供应别人某些原子组合为美为荣。比如,上一次冬至与月全食组合的1638年里,从英国来美一年多的约翰-哈佛牧师病死了,年仅31岁。他把自己财产的一半和四百册私人图书捐赠给波士顿成立刚两年的一所大学,该大学为纪念这第一个捐赠者,改名为哈佛学院。咱们作为事后诸葛亮,也能琢磨出哈佛算是捐对了对象。

捐什么给谁是人生经济学的课题。

圣诞节,不必只是商家发财的大好节期,也可以是咱们重审人生的最佳契机。

Tuesday, December 21, 2010

写给内弟

玉兔正被蚕食
你开始攀升
牵着她们的手
离地越来越远

最远的冬至
你当了追日的夸父
为了美梦
团圆在满月的夜晚

(2010/12/21清晨)

Thursday, December 9, 2010

Have you got room?

On a busy summer weekend, you hit the beach. You try to locate a motel not too far from the boardwalk. Signs after signs, they usually read: no vacancy.

There was no guest room when Jesus was born, as we read from Luke’s account in chapter two. Fortunately, he found room for about 280 days in Mary’s womb. For at least a few days after his birth, he shared the room for the special cows and sheep. For a couple of hours, he commanded the undivided attention of busy shepherds.

The time and manner of Jesus’ birth was as inopportune as inappropriate for Mary. Being a teen virgin, Mary was engaged to Joseph who was customarily more than ten years her senior. Contrary to our time when it was commonplace for unwed women to give birth before marriage, to be engaged and pregnant at the same time was an immoral combination punishable by death through stoning. Mary was at the mercy of Joseph who kept the engagement only after an angel of the Lord dissuaded him from quietly divorcing her, since what she bore was the very Son of God, the Savior of mankind.

The couple’s travel from Nazareth in Galilee to Bethlehem in Judea happened at the worst imaginable time. The entire Roman world was embracing a celebration of Caesar Augustus’ silver jubilee after his ascension to power 25 years earlier. Augustus was to be granted the prestigious title of Pater Patriae (Father of the Country) by the Senate early next year, also the 750th anniversary of Rome’s founding. Augustus decreed that the entire Roman people, including the conquered Palestine, should register their vote of approval for this honorable title. When the decree reached Palestine, Quinrinius the ruler of Syria made sure all the Jewish people must go back to their hometown to register their vote of approval. Off they went. Joseph and Mary had to make a trip of no less than 70 miles, likely enduring a few days’ bumpy donkey ride up the hilly country. All the while, little Jesus was kicking around in the sanctuary made of Mary’s womb.

But God had a very different kind of celebration in mind. The announcement was made much earlier than Augustus’ decree. It was made first by God after the Adamic Fall at the dawn of humanity and then by Prophets Isaiah and Micah eight centuries earlier and Prophet Daniel almost six hundred years before Jesus’ birth. It is safe to say that none of the earthlings’ births were forecasted in such advanced notice. By all probability, people except a few Magi had forgotten all about the prophecies. Let’s have a quick refresher.

A young virgin shall give birth to a son, who is Emmanuel, God with us. His name shall be called the Wonderful Counselor, Almighty God, Everlasting Father, and Prince of Peace. He shall be born at the unremarkable town of Bethlehem. He shall be famous and exalted among all people. His entry into the world shall be in the fourth superpower counted from Nebuchadnezzar’s new Babylon. Now we know that was Augustus’ Roman Empire. Between them were Persia and Greece. The kingdom of God shall grow its reach into the ends of the earth and ultimately conquer the entire world to become the only surviving, eternal Kingdom.

In the hustle and bustle of homecoming people who were to register their vote of approval for an earthly emperor, Jesus was kicking around in the bulging belly of a young teen named Mary. To the uninformed critics, she carried her own shame and Joseph’s disgrace. To God, she is the equivalent of the Trojan horse that hides a true prince who was to wage an unprecedented, epic war of asymmetry.

When the pain of dilation intensified, Mary had to turn to a midwife. She and Joseph most probably stayed in a close relative’s already crowded four-room house consisting of the family’s kitchen near the entrance, the living room (also as bedroom) on one side, the special room for animals on the other side, and the guest room (kataluma) either in the back or above the animal room, which is accessible through a ladder. Most English bibles translate kataluma as inn. But guest quarters (as in International Standard Version), guest chamber (as in Young’s Literal Translation), or, simply, guest room in a typical Jewish house then is a more accurate translation. Apparently, Mary and Joseph had no choice but to stay in the only available room of the special animals (cows and sheep reserved for sacrificial offering). Shortly after the water broke, out came the baby Jesus. As the midwife cleaned his nostrils, cut the umbilical cord and tied the stump, baby Jesus blurted out his first cry. He was then given a simple water bath and oil massage, swaddled in cloths and placed inside a manger or feeding trough for the animals.

Let’s pause and mediate a bit deeper here. The room for special animals now became the room for Jesus’ birth place. In due time, those animals would be offered to the temple for religious sacrifice by the Jewish family. In just a little over three decades, Jesus would give himself up to be nailed on the cross as a sin offering for the whole mankind. What a remarkable juxtaposition that the Son of God must cohabit with the special animals, all reserved for sacrificial offerings! Think about it. When the world of the mortals tried to honor its king, the world of the immortals invaded to secure victory over sin and death. When the world of the mortals refused to give a royal room or bed befitting the King of kings, the world of the immortals made sure that its emissary dwelled among and identified with the special animals for the purpose of sacrifice, God’s first tactics of winning the epic war in the disguise of humiliation.

On the night of Jesus’ birth, there was a specially convened concert performed by the heavenly choir. It is free but by invitation only. The lucky guests were the unnamed shepherds guarding their flocks in the fields nearby. As shepherds, they have the responsibility of tending to their master’s flocks. In biblical time, they must not lose over 20% of the flocks under their vicarious care. If necessary, they put their lives on the line. But that night, they could care less about the flocks. They were visited upon by an angel of the Lord and dazzled by the glory of the Lord. Certainly, a sense of awe and terror sent a chill down their spine. What is happening?

But an angel said to them, “Do not be afraid, I bring you good news of great joy that will be for all the people. Today in the town of David a Savior has been born to you; he is Christ the Lord. This will be a sign to you: You will find a baby wrapped in cloths and lying in a manger.” Suddenly, a great company of the heavenly host appeared with the angel, praising God and saying: “Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace to men on whom his favor rests.” (Luke 2:10-14)

When this extraordinary, inaugural Christmas concert ended on that high note, the shepherds forgot all about the flocks. Nothing was more important in this hour of the night. They said to each other: “Let’s go to Bethlehem and see this thing that has happened which the Lord has told us about.” (Luke 2:15)

Seeing Jesus the new born King was singularly important to them. They apparently abandoned the flocks for a few hours and hurried off to find baby Jesus. In the little town of Bethlehem with a population then of no more than 200, it was probably rather easy to locate the family that hosted Joseph and Mary. Lo and behold, there was Jesus lying in a manger, sleeping in heavenly peace and keeping company with his parents and the special animals. The shepherds marveled at this wonder and spread the word around the close-knit town of Bethlehem as they danced their way back to their fields and gave praises to God. People who heard the message were amazed at what the shepherds had to say. Mary who knew the best about this event “treasured up all these things and pondered them in her heart” (Luke 2:19). Their trip started with the emperor’s mandate to register their vote of approval. Their trip ended with the birth of the only true King.

On the eighth day, Jesus was circumcised according to the Mosaic Law. He was officially named Jesus, meaning God saves, a name given by an angel before he was conceived. Jesus was legally adopted into the household of Joseph and Mary. The rest is history.

When the King of kings comes, will he find a room to dwell in? Have you got room?

Jesus found room in Mary’s womb, despite the liability of disgrace and disrepute on both sides. Mary received Jesus into her life by being willing to conceive him at great personal risk. She nurtured the new life within her to mature into a full term baby ready for delivery. She counted the cost and relinquished her rights of self righteousness and self determination. Those of us who have received Jesus into our lives can take a cue from Mary. Today, many believers of Christ sustain ridicule, harassment, discrimination, and even threat of death in various parts of the world. That is part of the cost of following Christ. Have you received Jesus into your life? If not, I invite you to receive him today. For believers, I encourage you to continue the faith journey and to grow the inner new life in Christ into greater maturity, that is, Christlikeness. Let Jesus be our life’s CONtent and conTENT.

When the King of kings comes, will he find a room to share? Have you got room?

Jesus found room and company with the special animals reserved for sacrificial offering. He lived a consecrated life of full dedication to God the Father, from the moment of birth in a manger until his last breath upon death on the cross. The life of any genuine follower of Christ is likewise a consecrated life of self denial and dying to self everyday. Everyday, we carry our cross and walk to our execution ground. Everyday, we nail a little bit more of our self that is rebellious against the will of God, until one day when we die in every sense of the word and are ready to meet our Lord and Maker. Will we take up our cross and walk with Jesus all the way? Let Jesus be our life’s roommate and companion.

When the King of kings comes, will he find a room in your schedule? Have you got room?

Jesus found room in the busy schedule of the shepherds. We live in the busiest era of human history. Does Jesus find room in our outlook calendar? Do we fill up our schedule so full that even the King of kings has to wait in line to have a one on one meeting? Do we constantly put God’s call on hold while we mind our own business? In this season of celebrating Christ’s birth, slow down your pace of life and have a Sabbath moment every now and then throughout the day and week. Marvel at the wonder of Christmas. Go tell someone else about the good news of great joy, just like the shepherds. Dance your way back to your post of daily duty. Give praises to God. Let Jesus be our life’s uncontested boss and inexhaustible joy.


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Ph.D Biochemist, Itinerant Evangelist