An In-Depth Interpretation of the Art of Living and Religion

I am not a person of religious fanaticism. Though the road of life has brought no small number of bumps,
perhaps by God's grace I have grown braver with each setback and never retreated, and by God's lovingkindness I have held fast to righteousness without fear,
but I am still a Wuqiu woman who is not bound by the forms of gatherings; I like that God understands me and watches over me.
Past fifty, I do not want mere ritual behavior; I want to listen freely and independently to communication with God,
religion can be life and it can also be art!

In life I have many good friends who are devout Christians, and the one I admire most is the plain-style hairdresser on the street corner.
Her beauty salon is as small as small can be, her beauty salon has no decoration at all,
her clothing does not look at all like that of a Taipei hairdresser; she looks just like a neighborhood woman about to go out and buy groceries.

Once after a Sunday shampoo, I was getting ready to go to church, and her son, who is in high school, was tying his tie and about to go out,
she happily told me:
” My son is also a Christian; he attends gatherings on time and also takes part in church charity activities....”

I said: Are you a Christian?
She said: I am not a Christian, I believe in Yiguandao, but my son believes and was baptized because of me.

She said:
I think everyone should have a faith, but there is no need to force children to be the same as oneself,
we should give children the environment of good thoughts that suits them best, and there is no need to insist that children must follow the same religious rituals as I do.
Religion can be a way of life, so he was sent to church by me from a young age.....
My son really likes his religious faith, and I am very happy to help my child find the path to belief in the Lord!

Walking out of her plain beauty salon,
I felt as if I had just visited an art village of life. This morning, together with my good friend Youzhi, I worshiped at church,
amid the sounds of Taiwanese hymns of praise, I always think of this street-corner hairdresser …….