Living out Faith

No, this is not a mid year stocktake sale or anything like that. But rather, me taking stock of my life so far. In the past 6 months, I've taken 15 flights. That's the most number of flights that I've flown in any 6 months of my life. That's counting flights to Spore for Christmas, Chinese New Year, Easter and then a short trip to Phuket over Easter, 3 weekend trips to Singapore and a weekend trip to Manila with the girls. That's a lot of flying for me. Yes, I've got a slight phobia of flying. Plus, I've been flying back to Spore quite a bit to see Babe. Thankfully, after August, I won't be flying that much anymore. It'll be nice to have Babe home. That brings me to the next point. Babe and me. Babe left for Singapore in December last year. We have been doing the flights back and forth in the past 6 months. The long distance marriage made us a lot more appreciative of each other. In some ways, the constant flying and meeting each other adds the excit...

About 5 or 6 weeks ago, one of the guys from my care group was leading a team of high school kids to Bohol for a mission trip. He was fund raising to build 2 rooms or something like that for a kindergarten and for other stuff. I gave him some and then I read his status on Facebook that he needed more. The funds were not coming. I felt burden in her heart that I should give. Don't ask me why but I know that I had to. I dug into my savings which by the way is not very much. I had to dig into my savings as well for a myriad of things this month too. Airfares to Singapore and then to States for summer and then my two short weekend trips to Singapore as well. Anyway, I prayed and I took whatever I could give and making sure that I'll have enough to last me through the month without having to starve or anything like that. As it's 5 days towards the end of the month, I'm not starving. In fact, I had and am still having a good time. Still have enough to last me, plus the fact t...

One of the things that I've learnt from the church that I'm currently attending in HK is that worship, the singing of praises, hymns and songs, is a two way thing. It's us singing to God and God talking to us. It's like a conversation. When I first heard this, I was astounded. I've never really thought of praise and worship that way. Over time, I've realized the truth of it. Today, it came really loud and clear to me. While we were singing, Shout to the Lord, memories came into my head. I remembered clearly the first time that I sang this song and the place and situation that I was in. When I first sang and heard this song, I was doing my masters in Sydney. I was in church in Randwick. As usual, I didn't know anyone there. Every Sunday, I'll just slide onto the pew and will leave after service. That wasn't the message that God brought to me. He brought memories and feelings of how I felt at that time. When I was in Sydney, I barely had enough. There ...

This afternoon, I had a really good chat with Eve. We were talking about love, relationships and marriages. Our favourite girls' topic, you know? I love Eve because she's one person that would tell me the truth even though the truth may hurt or may not be what I want to hear. And it's the same with Eve. I can tell her what's in mind knowing that it's not going to offend her. So we started talking a bit. And she asked me if my respect for Babe has grown over the years. And I told her, yup, without hesitation. Well, the truth is that not only my respect has grown but love has also grown along with faith and trust. I still get lots of butterflies in my stomach before I see him. I still take pains to dress up before meeting Babe at the airport. I know, it sounds silly and ridiculous but the butterflies still flutter! I told Eve that my respect for Babe grew leaps and bounds these couple of months when Babe told me honestly that he would like to have a break for a couple...

Last Friday I went back to Singapore for a 40 hour weekend. Yes, I know it's might sound a little extravagant but I believe that it was worth every penny of it. Arrived in Singapore at about midnight. Babe was really sweet, he bought me what I wanted to eat. And that's when my eating spree started. Woke up kinda early the next morning. Guess I was a little excited to sleep in. Went to see little JC and love it that she recognized me. She was really excited to see me. For some reason, Joanne's apartment seemed really bright and I decided that I was going to put on my sunshades in her home. When JC saw me with my sunnies, she wanted mine too. So, I put on her sunnies for her. And she totally rocked it! Doesn't she look cool? When I told mum that I had to go, she heard it and she crawled really fast to me and sat on my laps. My guess was that she didn't want me to go. Love the little munchkin to the bits. Sorry for the grainy pic. Little JC and me looking cool! After h...

Once upon a time, there was this little boy that was born into a family. Well, he wasn't really born into a typical family (anyway, what's really a typical family). The reality was that his mum was in the family way and thus he was born and his dad married his mum only after he was born. They didn't really have a choice at that time. But that's not really important anyway. When he was born, he was the first great grandchild in the family. He had loads of love from his grandparents, his parents, his aunty and uncle and his dad's cousins. Time passed and his parents had marital issues. His dad was frequently in China working and guess his mum was a little frustrated with her husband's lifestyle. When little boy was probably around 5 or 6, his mum decided that she had enough with her husband, she walked away. Not that I blame her. I can see why she did it. Little boy was thrown into the deep end. He still had his grandparents' love and everyone around him. But ...

A few nights ago, I had dinner with a friend that I hadn't seen for a while. But we still connected through Facebook every now and then. Love Facebook for that. During dinner, we had a wonderful conversation. This friend of mine, has been in Hong Kong for a long time. Way longer than me. He's a fellow Christian too. It was nice having a brother encouraging me. During the conversation, two topics left an impact on me. We were talking about home. I mentioned to him that each time I touch down at Hong Kong International Airport, I feel that I'm home. He asked, what about when I touch down at Changi Airport? I looked at him and pondered for a couple of minutes and he asked, the feeling of home is no as strong as before? And I nodded. I thought more about it. Well, it's a different feeling. Sure, I'm glad to touchdown in Spore because I get to see Babe and my family and have the yummy food that I love. But when I touch down in HKIA, I feel home. I'm almost grateful w...