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Treasure the moments

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I find myself constantly gazing in aw at my daughter. Fayfay is now 3 and I still think back to her baby days and even every milestone and pattern of her life. Her cheerfulness and happiness always brings joy to me. Lots of laughter and fun. When I'm tired she drags me outta bed, saying mummy wake up!! Mummy turn around!!❤️  'Wee!! I want mummy to 'weeeee!!' (sound she makes to pull me up) stand up." Though sometimes she can be naughty and cheeky, rubbing all my red buttons, she's still so cute and such a loving miracle whom God has blessed in my life. May you have a fulfilling and God purposed life, hearing from Daddy God and walking in Him. Happy 3rd birthday (1 month ago)! Down by the river Jumping "floor is lava"!

Riches Fame or our soul

Proverbs 23:1-3 New International Version Saying 7 23  1 When you sit to dine with a ruler,     note well what is before you, 2 and put a knife to your throat     if you are given to gluttony. 3 Do not crave his delicacies,     for that food is deceptive. The verses above reminds me to remember our core values and faith. Not to sell our souls for delicacies, food, fame or brownie points with scheming rulers/lords/authorities.

Hold On

"And let us consider how we may spur one another on toward love and good deeds, not giving up meeting together, as some are in the habit of doing, but encouraging one another—and all the more as you see the Day approaching." Hebrews 10:24-25 With a troubled mind about differences in expectations, the Holy Spirit reminded me of the above verses.  2-3 years ago, the Holy Spirit prompted me that a season of shaking and sifting was to occur. What I didn't realise that this season continues and with the pandemic the shaking continues.  Now, systems are collapsing. Networks are breaking. What had been built has been shaking. Holes and cracks are forming. Weeds are invading and taking hold.  If we are not careful, our foundations will be attacked. Where are our foundations built? When the systems them holds our faith is taken away, what holds our faith? When the networks that reinforces the strength of our beliefs are disconnected, what fuels our beliefs? This verses reminds me ...

RZIM allegations exposed

The RZIM news hit the Christian world. From mixed reactions in my circle of know, there’s shock, disappointment, resentment, indifference and forgiveness. Nevertheless, such news continue to send shockwaves through multitudes of believers, who either was once blessed by Ravi’s ministry, or even more, those who came to know Christ through his ministry. Just months ago, the Christian world mourned the loss, yet celebrated the life and ministry of a godly man. On his gravestone carved the words ‘Beloved son, brother, friend, treasured husband, father, grandfather, seeker after truth, preacher of the Gospel of Jesus Christ, Child of God, Saved by Grace.” To which, I believe all still stands true. Only God will judge and know if he repented at his sick bed. Who are we to judge or decide. Many would feel greater injustice at the statement that one could be redeemed if they truly repented of their sins. It's not our cup to judge. For one, I have personally gone through the moments lying o...

28 Dec 2020: 1 Year Since

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 Today, 27 Dec 2020, I drove again. Since 28 Dec 2019 was the last time I drove. That morning, I woke up with a slight nausea, and drove to our breakfast cafe and there was where it turned into to massive vomiting experience for me. We had to head to a local medical centre, where I was told I had food poisoning, given anti-nausea medication and told not to drive. Since we had our accommodation booked up north, we decided the only way was to have my FIL drive. As I sat in the right backseat, I felt like vomiting again due to the intense curvy nature of the mountain roads. I decided that I would just be buckled around my waist as the chest part of the seatbelt was making me want to vomit more. I closed my eyes, focused intensely on trying not to vomit. As the drive continue, I drifted in and out of 'nap', although I did feel the car was getting more and more wobbly, maybe due to strong mountain curves - I thought. About 45min or 1 hour-ish into the drive, the car went through a s...

15 Aug 2020: Writing Again

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Melbourne, Australia, 16 Aug 0030am The impetus to write again looms in my peripheral senses. It somehow reminds me to diary my days. Life is fragile, and so are second chances.  I have been thinking, what if I were to be gone the next day. Would there be anything left unsaid? Given a second chance at life has changed my perspective in many things. Thankfulness is definitely one of my gained traits. Not that I wasn't thankful before - just even more so now.  One day I will write about my car accident and near death experience(s). Even now, I battle the complications of that event, and am still fighting to get better from last month's surgery. I find myself motivated and crawling through milestones, telling myself everyday, I want to make everyday worth it. For my girl.. to do my best to help her grow into a woman God intended her to be. For my family... To be the better wife, and the better daughter I can be. I dedicate this to all those dear to me, especially my girl, who mig...