A pastor asked me how my casework and experience with corruption affected my faith, whether it pushed me away from it.  I replied, quite the opposite, it pushed me more toward it.  Look. I’m not the cleanest believer out there but I know that without some sort of divine presence, we are doomed.  And while many of these scenarios don’t make sense – for example child sex cases – they would make a lot less sense without God.

I also told the pastor that anything and everything either pushes us away or toward God.  Ironically, it’s the desirable stuff that often pushes us away – success, comfort, fame.

Another friend asked me after all I’ve seen why I didn’t turn to alcohol, drugs, or worse. I thought about this and I was going to say because I’m a Malaysian and we are tough resilient suckers.

But that isn’t it.  Not all of us are like that.  We have our anomalies and exceptions.  

I think it is something else.  

It’s still about hope and faith.

Neither are blind.

As I’ve learned, it’s not in a position, place, even and especially a person.

It is still somehow in God.

I’ve had to cling on for dear life at times.

All those other things matter but they are still conduits.

But yes – if you want to do something right, pick a Malaysian.

We’re capable, fierce, funny, fighters,and quite humble too.