THANK YOU MOUSE!
I can't express how much I love this bag, & how grateful I am to my lovely sister Xuan. She knows me so well, not only my preferences but also my needs. I will take good care of this bag, will cherish it well. Thank you so much Xuan.
The pink one was given to me by Xuan too when she came back from her student exchange in Paris. She scrimped & save to buy me this bling bling bag.....The silver bling bag is given to me by my mummy.I love you!Labels: Family
A Leisure Stroll during lunch
I took a leisure stroll along the bridge from One Fullerton during lunch time on Friday, to the esplanade Arts Library to look at dance videos before I stroll back to office for work again. This is so refreshing in the midst of a hectic schedule & busy lion city.
Labels: Feelings and Thoughts
Mornings
Mornings are so important.........I realise that whenever you start off your day with a great & beautiful morning, the rest of your day will fall in the right place. Your mood will be good, your brain will be creative, your heart will be happy & your work will be productive.I did a few good things to make sure my mornings are good..... I have set a few reminders in my handphone which will remind me every morning certain prayers I should make. To me, I treat it like a confession that I read out loud & invite God into my world every day.Like what Dr. Joyce Meyer mentioned in her few audio CD (in Albert's blog)...... devil can ruin our day just by attacking us in the morning, cos that's the time when we wake up weak & defenceless........ if we succumb to devils' plot in the morning, we will feel lousy the whole day.Labels: Feelings and Thoughts
TCC
Brought my mum to TCC previously, and we order Apple Sodas.
Its a refreshing sight!
Labels: Family
A Baby's Hug - Contributed by Carol :o)
A Baby's Hug
We were the only family with children in the restaurant. I sat Erik in a high chair and noticed everyone was quietly sitting and talking. Suddenly, Erik squealed with glee and said, 'Hi.' He pounded his fat baby hands on the high chair tray. His eyes were crinkled in laughter and his mouth was bared in a toothless grin, as he wriggled and giggled with merriment.
I looked around and saw the source of his merriment. It was a man whose pants were baggy with a zipper at half-mast and his toes poked out of would-be shoes. His shirt was dirty and his hair was uncombed and unwashed. His whiskers were too short to be called a beard and his nose was so varicose it looked like a road map.
We were too far from him to smell, but I was sure he smelled. His hands waved and flapped on loose wrists. 'Hi there, baby; hi there, big boy. I see ya, buster,' the man said to Erik.
My husband and I exchanged looks, 'What do we do?'
Erik continued to laugh and answer, 'Hi.'
Everyone in the restaurant noticed and looked at us and then at the man. The old geezer was creating a nuisance with my beautiful baby. Our meal came and the man began shouting from across the room, 'Do ya patty cake? Do you know peek-a-boo? Hey, look, he knows peek- a-boo.'
Nobody thought the old man was cute. He was obviously drunk.
My husband and I were embarrassed. We ate in silence; all except for Erik, who was running through his repertoire for the admiring skid-row bum, who in turn, reciprocated with his cute comments.
We finally got through the meal and headed for the door. My husband went to pay the check and told me to meet him in the parking lot. The old man sat poised between me and the door. 'Lord, just let me out of here before he speaks to me or Erik,' I prayed. As I drew closer to the man, I turned my back trying to sidestep him and avoid any air he might be breathing. As I did, Erik leaned over my arm, reaching with both arms in a baby's 'pick-me-up' position. Before I could stop him, Erik had propelled himself from my arms to the man.
Suddenly a very old smelly man and a very young baby consummated their love and kinship. Erik in an act of total trust, love, and submission laid his tiny head upon the man's ragged shoulder. The man's eyes closed, and I saw tears hover beneath his lashes. His aged hands full of grime, pain, and hard labor, cradled my baby's bottom and stroked his back. No two beings have ever loved so deeply for so short a time.
I stood awestruck. The old man rocked and cradled Erik in his arms and his eyes opened and set squarely on mine. He said in a firm commanding voice, 'You take care of this baby.'
Somehow I managed, 'I will,' from a throat that contained a stone.
He pried Erik from his chest, lovingly and longingly, as though he were in pain. I received my baby, and the man said, 'God bless you, ma'am, you've given me my Christmas gift.'
I said nothing more than a muttered thanks. With Erik in my arms, I ran for the car. My husband was wondering why I was crying and holding Erik so tightly, and why I was saying, 'My God, my God, forgive me.'
I had just witnessed Christ's love shown through the innocence of a tiny child who saw no sin, who made no judgment; a child who saw a soul, and a mother who saw a suit of clothes. I was a Christian who was blind, holding a child who was not. I felt it was God asking, 'Are you willing to share your son for a moment?' when He shared His for all eternity.
The ragged old man, unwittingly, had reminded me, 'To enter the Kingdom of God, we must become as little children.'Labels: Poetry and Inspiration
A lovely day
Felt so good at service today. Singer Carola really brought in the presence of God with her singing and sharing on stage. I bought a very thick book with hard cover by Rev Dr. Ulf Ekman. 
This book of over 400 pages is a compilation of Pastor Ulf Ekman's sermons. Many of them have previously been published in the Swedish Christian weekly newspaper Magazinet and have been much appreciated by its readers. Romans 10:17 says, Faith comes by hearing, and hearing by the word of God, which is why preaching and teaching from the Word of God has always been a cornerstone in the work of Word of Life Church, both in Sweden and on the mission field. Thousands of people have been touched by the power of the message and can testify that their lives have been changed. Now, this teaching is available in published form, through All Things Are Possible. The teaching is divided into the following categories:Salvation and foundations of faith, Faith, Nation and community, An overcoming life, Reach out!, Prayer, Church and family, Finance, Created to bear fruit, Commitment and sanctification, Life with the Holy Spirit and Healing.Hard covered book, 404 pages.http://webshop.ulfekman.org/asp/product.asp?from=2&idp=270I am thinking of bringing this book to my office so that I can read the Word of God during lunch time for a short while before I resume my work. I believe this will strengthen my heart, and constantly remind me that I am the Salt of the Earth and the Light of the World in my marketplace as well!Labels: Feelings and Thoughts
An interesting reminder
I was in my father's car on the way for dinner when I saw something really amusing that I have got to take down this picture!Know what does it mean to see a torn parking coupon sticking to a radio volume tuner in my father's car? It simply means the car is going to run out of petrol and he needs to top up the petrol tank ASAP.What an interesting way of expressing a reminder!!
Labels: Mr Bean and Captain Jack Sparrow
