Still shining like Ngoc
Autumn at the age of 83, when he arrived in Khanh An, he held the hand of the eldest nun and said, “I will visit you for the last time and then go home to die”. I know the nun’s illness well, so I understand that statement is a true statement. The nun recites death every day like people recite Buddha’s name. This morning, the Nun fulfilled that “promise”. Dear…