Blogging Siesta

Yup I'll be taking a break from blogging until after 9 December. Don't miss me ya =)

Baby Gareth!

Baby Gareth was born yesterday, 12.33am at 3.51Kg (I think). Kia has posted his picture on her blog, so I shall not put it up here lest she said I 'infringed' on her copyright again. Bleah :P

Then and now...

One was taken in 2005 during my 21st birthday and the other during CNY this year. 2004 and now...

Yes..I know I'm supposed to be studying =P

Blessed be the little children!

I like to look at old photographs and see how much we have changed through the years and maybe reminiscence on the past as well. Yes, I can be quite sentimental.

And speaking of the past, I happened to bump into an ex JC classmate last Thursday in Tampines. She was with her mother, her maid and her 11-month old son. Furthermore, her second son will be due this December. Honestly, I could never image her as a mother, and much less a mother of two soon too! Well, I guess we are getting older and this is a reality I cannot run away from.

I went to the children's home again on Thursday evening. The girls were doing their devotion and sang some worship songs. They knew all the songs by heart and as I sat there listening to them, tears just swell up in my eyes because it was such a lovely sight. After that, we taught them how to make sock puppets, and it proved to be quite a challenge as there was only so few helpers. The children had quite a fun (albeit wild) time though.

Priscilla later told us that most of these children come from troubled family backgrounds and a number of them had been subjected to physical or sexual abuse. Jesus said, "Let the little children come to me, and do not hinder them, for the kingdom of heaven belongs to such as these." (Matthew 19:14). Yet it was their closest kins who have hurt them the most. At least at the home, they would be able to find the solace that they need, though it might never be a substitute for a real home.

I think it takes so much to be a parent. To be responsible for a little person's life. Cos the emotional scars that were formed during childhood would inevitably be brought into adulthood, and further perpetuate when that child, who is now grown-up, has children of his own as well.

I don't think I ever want to be a mother...

Posted on 8 Nov, Saturday, 10.20pm.

I met Renee, Iris and Mel at PS after work yesterday and we ended up eating at Crystaljade Kitchen. Nice dinner, with wonderful accompany and fellowship as well. What more can I ask for? It's amazing how friendships could develop over guitar lessons.

Iris also said something that made a whole lot of sense. Can't really remember the exact words but it was a timely reminder of how much God loves us and how He knows what is best for us.

Here's wishing you a blessed 1st wedding anniversary my dear sis!

Posted on 4 Nov, Tues, 11pm

Tomorrow...

I so want a massage right now...haha...body's aching all over =(

Anyway, here's a hymn that we sang during service this morning. Nice and meaningful.


I KNOW WHO HOLDS TOMORROW

I don't know about tomorrow,
I just live from day to day.
I don't borrow from its sunshine,
For its skies may turn to gray.

Many things about tomorrow,
I don't seem to understand;
But I know who holds tomorrow,
And I know who holds my hand.

I don't worry o'er the future
For I know what Jesus said,
And today I'll walk beside Him,
For He knows what is ahead.

Many things about tomorrow,
I don't seem to understand;
But I know who holds tomorrow,
And I know who holds my hand.

Ev'ry step is getting brighter,
As the golden stairs I climb;
Ev'ry burden's getting lighter;
Ev'ry cloud is silver lined.

Many things about tomorrow,
I don't seem to understand;
But I know who holds tomorrow,
And I know who holds my hand.

There the sun is always shining,
There no tear will dim the eyes,
At the ending of the rainbow,
Where the mountains touch the sky.

Many things about tomorrow,
I don't seem to understand;
But I know who holds tomorrow,
And I know who holds my hand.

I don't know about tomorrow,
It may bring me poverty;
But the One who feeds the sparrow,
Is the One who stands by me.

Many things about tomorrow,
I don't seem to understand;
But I know who holds tomorrow,
And I know who holds my hand.

And the path that be my portion,
May be through the flame or flood,
But His presence goes before me,
And I'm covered with His blood.

Many things about tomorrow,
I don't seem to understand;
But I know Who holds tomorrow,
And I know Who holds my hand.


Posted on 2 Nov, Sunday, 11.20pm