Living out Faith

So.....I've realised that I've become a tiger mum. Technically, I'm allowed to be a tiger mum since I'm born in the year of the tiger and Cha Cha is a tiger cub because he's born in the year of the tiger too. Anyway, coming back to being tiger mum. I realised that I've become one when I noticed that I've been researching numerous amount of things for little Cha Cha. And the research online never ends. First thing I did was to look and email party planners and restaurants in Singapore for Cha Cha's 1st birthday party. You might think, what's so tiger mum about that right? Well, I started planning like in Feb when his birthday is in Aug! And then with the emails, it goes back and forth till it's like 20 or 30 emails long. And well, we haven't really decided on the venue or restaurant yet. It's still pending. Now, the real claws of the tiger mum shows. I've been looking at playgroups and playgroups and emailing a couple of people that I ...

This conversation happened maybe 20 odd years ago with between my little sister, Jacqui and a neighbour who was probably around my dad's age. Neighbour uncle: Hi Jacqui! Jacqui: Hi uncle! Neighbour: So Jacqui, where's your puppy? Jacqui looking very puzzled and then she said: My papi's at work. Where else would he be? Neighbour looking at Jacqui thinking that she's gone out for her mind: Oh ok, bye! Whenever I think of this conversation, I laugh. I laugh because we have pet names for people and for things and people outside that circle don't know or seem to get it or we forget to tell others what it really mean. To us when we were younger, we used to call our dad papi so Jacqui being the 4 or 5 year old then thought it strange that the neighbour uncle would ask where dad is. Anyway, coming back to pet names. I call Babe as in Ba like Ba Ba Black Sheep and then Be as it to be or not to be. And sometimes he's called Darlie, honey or when I'm trying to get his ...

For the record, Babe and me are not having issues with our marriage. I might have having issues with my tight jeans and trying to stuff little Cha Cha (yes, that's what I call Josias sometimes) too much food. Other than that, no major issues. So don't you people out there go spread stupid stuff that Babe and I are splitting up or having issues. Anyway, back to the title of the post. A close friend of mine ended her marriage and I didn't even know it was ending or rather even on the rocks till it ended and she wrote it on her blog. Yes, that goes to show how much of a good friend I make! Being the good friend I strived to be, I wrote her an email and emails went back and forth. She's back on the dating scene and found someone that she kinda like. I like him too. In the midst of the emails back and forth, I asked her if she's still friends with her ex-husband. She said they are still friends and still confide in each other their problems. I was glad to hear that. I li...

Before you judge or have preconceived ideas about me, read first. To me money is important, it's nice to have but it's not the most important stuff on earth. Anyway, there has been a couple email exchanges with a dear, dear friend and also someone close to me via msn that started me thinking of the issue of money. I've a very close friend whom I grew up with. She's my oldest friend and someone that I can pour out my soul to and she never once judged me or have turned me away. She has also been supportive in everything. She told me that she has been raised to marry a man that can take care of her needs and that she does not have to worry about anything. Well, that's nothing really wrong with that notion. Then just yesterday, a male friend told me via msn that women should stay at home and let the men be the breadwinner. Apparently he and his wife had a tiff over some issues. Don't know what the issues are. He ranted and raved that he's provided everything for...

Been thinking of writing this post for a while. Our helper has been with us for a month today. When we were first told that we were matched with Josias, the first thing that came to our minds was childcare. Who is going to look after him? Not just look after him when we're at work but love him too. Before we went to the helper agency, we prayed and asked God to bring us the right helper to us. The first visit to the helper agency, we interviewed like maybe five or six and then there was one that we felt was a good fit, but she didn't want to work for us. Sure, we got a little worried. We called a bunch of people and asked them for recommendations and then next weekend rolled around and again we went to the helper agency. Again, we prayed and asked God to send the right person to us. So we interviewed a bunch of people and when we were about to leave without finding the right helper, we thought, just one more. And she turned out to be the one that we wanted to hire. I'm not ...

So after church on Sunday, I felt that maybe I did disservice to my home church. The Holy Spirit must have prompted me that maybe I wasn't that fair. When I reflected upon it, yes, it's true. I do have lots of memories of my home church. I met Babe in our home church when I was 15. If it was not for our home church, we wouldn't have met each other. We are quite different in many ways. I did have many mentors there. One of my mentors, Adrian, went home to the Lord quite a few years ago. He was the brother that I never had. I met my best friend, Stanley in our home church too. We met when we were six years old and till now we're still really close. He kindly agreed to be our referee for Josias and when he was told that Josias arrived, he wanted to be his godpa. Vey touched by it. But Stan no longer attends our home church now. I had one of my best times in my life in Galilee. I remember once Babe and I were talking about best times in life and I told him being in Youth Fe...

After attending three churches in Hong Kong, we finally settled on the church that we're currently attend. Last Thursday at cell group, we were reading James 2 and I shared why we decided that The Vine is where we know God wants us to be. 1 My brothers and sisters, believers in our glorious Lord Jesus Christ must not show favoritism. 2 Suppose a man comes into your meeting wearing a gold ring and fine clothes, and a poor man in filthy old clothes also comes in. 3 If you show special attention to the man wearing fine clothes and say, “Here’s a good seat for you,” but say to the poor man, “You stand there” or “Sit on the floor by my feet,” 4 have you not discriminated among yourselves and become judges with evil thoughts? James 2: 1-4 The passage hit home. When we first attended The Vine, I was kinda surprise that there were people from various nationalities. When I mean various, I really mean various. There were not just Africans but Africans from different parts of Africa that...