It’s a silent song, a silent beautiful songThough the music was loud when I got to look into your eyesWas it you or were it usBecause a simple smile seemed just enoughTo build what was sweet and mild Tonight the memories unrollAnd the music is again played in my eardrumsPictures
More than a year since my last post here and yes we are still expecting. Jacob, our son has born in Nieuwegein, The Netherlands five months ago, on July 7th, 2012. We named him Jacob Hezekiah Hatorangan Oppusunggu. Jacob – chosen to be blessed by God. I had always
So, I guess this is my first posting after I got married back on the early of January this year. It’s not that married life is not so exciting so I stopped writing for awhile. But there were so many changes happen in my life that it’s sometimes hard
These things I listed to learn was posted on the door of my bedroom – back to my college days many years ago. Too bad I didn’t put any date, so I’m not sure how old is the list… could it be like 13 years ago? *I think there’s something
There are two beautiful things I received in my engagement day. The first one is a dozen of gorgeous red roses from my sister in law. The second thing is a beautiful diamond ring from my beloved fiancé. Now a week has passed since the big day, and the roses
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
There are things in life fear me. Some of them are silly things like going to the bank (and the must to talk to the teller) or asking for a replacement when I realize I have bought a dress with a wrong size. Other things are important like failing before
The Bible reading in the Sunday service yesterday was taken from Psalm 18. Psalm 18:28-36 (NKJV) 28 For You will light my lamp; The LORD my God will enlighten my darkness.29 For by You I can run against a troop, By my God I can leap over a wall.30
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
One of the most difficult tasks to do for me is shopping for a wallet (for myself). I can be very indecisive in choosing and would stand more than an hour to make up my mind. If I’m asked what I want for my birthday, I would happily say, ‘Give
I feel somewhat listless these days. Every morning I would be awakened around 5 AM and felt uneasy. I know I had to do something – praying, but every time I couldn’t bring myself to my praying rug and stayed in my bed, wondering why I feel heavy inside. 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).
Before my praying time last night, I took my Bible and was led to open Jeremiah 23. I’m currently having some dilemma about my job so before I opened the Bible, I had expected to find some encouragement for me as I had planned to have a discussion with my
I took a bus and not MRT to office this morning. I found that though it takes longer time to reach my office, but I’ll always get a seat in the bus, so I could use my commuting time by having some rest while I listen to the sermons from
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
There were times in my life, when I got misunderstood by others; I wished that someone would stand up for me. Saying things to defend me, things that I can’t speak on my own. Maybe I’ve watched too many Disney’s fairy-tales – because the wish never came true. The prince
It takes me a lot of courage to say I’m sorry, but it takes even more courage to openly admit that I’m hurt or disappointed by others (and then forgive them). My standard procedure when I’m hurt (seriously) is smiling, say nothing, going away, and crying alone. I rarely reply
This morning as I gazed outside my window, I saw a middle-aged lady walking out the HDB complex. It was not too early, about 7.30 AM, but surely she has woken up this morning much earlier than me, because she was already on her way to office when I was