I must have been a pathetic woman. I was once being upset to my sister because she said I was pathetic (in my love life to be precised), and here I am, couldn’t agree more, I am pathetic.   I’ve spent two days lying on my bed trying to calm

God, I want to ask You, WHY?But I know it’s an unfaithful questionSo now I come to ask You, WHAT?And please tell me, HOW?So I can understand Your will,And not questioning Your loveAnd in between I know how to please Your heart. Please tell me, GodBecause I’m dreadfully scaredAs I’m

Sometimes I wishTo go back to the daysWhen I was still my Daddy’s little girlGiggling uncontrollably in his embrace Sometimes I wishTo go back to the daysWhen I was still my Mommy’s little daughterSleeping with my head on her lap,Thinking there’s nothing in this world could worry me Sometimes I

Oh mine, I feel heavy. I am heavy. Sigh. Sigh. Sigh. I’ve been gaining weight since the end of 2008 – OK, this is the time to stop blaming my AD trip to cause this weight problem. But somehow it’s true, it started there and I couldn’t seem to stop

I just received a call yesterday from my church choir coordinator (err, what’s your position actually, Angky?) He asked me whether I can join the Monday practice – means joining ROS (Reformed Oratorio Society). I almost forgot to breath and started to giggle (my famous reaction whenever I get nervous).

A short rhyme from John Piper’s poem about Hosea and Gomer caught my attention: Think not, my son, that God’s great riverOf love flows simply to the sea,He aims not straight, but to deliverThe wayward soul like you and me.Follow the current where it goes,With love and grace it ever

(One week late edition) I saw one last night, a very bright star, close to the moon. (My Google research told me that it’s probably another planet like Venus or Jupiter – but for me, it’s a star). Since I was a little girl, the sky always fascinated me. I