Our family life hasn’t been easy lately, as you have noticed, I’ve barely written any post in the last couple of months. But the downtime let me ponder on a lot of things like how can I effectively influence the future of my children without losing myself in the process? Our goal last year was… Continue reading It’s Not Convenient Having Kids
I was abruptly quiet yesterday of all days. It’s Valentine’s Day and the world is full of flowers and reds and chocolates and kisses and Mike and I are fighting. Well to be fair, we have been fighting a lot lately for some of my selfish reasons which the Lord has been disciplining me. For… Continue reading Valentine’s Bae
I believe things, whether good or bad, happens for a reason. We may not always understand why, as Alfred, Lord Tennyson once said: Theirs not to make reply, Theirs not to reason why, Theirs but to do and die. I was not to question the Sovereign God why did I have to come from a… Continue reading A Broken Family Does Not Mean A Broken Life
It’s the most wonderful time of the year indeed! But do you agree that it is the most expensive and stressful time as well? My love for Christmas rooted from the family I was born into. For us, this is the most joyful season of all, we start decorating in September, finish wrapping gifts by… Continue reading Jesus Is Born! Give Gifts?
My 8-year old daughter has a major problem… she’s a whiner. Not only she grumbles every time I would ask her to clean up after their mess but she also complains during meal time, bath time, nap time—okay you got me, ALL OF THE TIME! So I started complaining myself to my husband on how… Continue reading Chief of Complains; Major in Excuses
All I ever wanted in our marriage is for Mike to surrender his life to Jesus and to live like Christ. Surrender – check! Christ-like living – I have a lot of doubts! This morning I felt like I have won the lottery. As Mike decided to have his haircut before going to work, I… Continue reading Winner Wife
Christmas of 2007, I was 19 years old when my then boyfriend, Mike, knew he wanted to marry me. Instead of giving me what most teenage girls would like to get as a gift, probably shoes, make-up or a bag, he gave me an old book. There I was thinking I should break up with… Continue reading The Promised Spouse