








Monte (my husband) has green fingers. These plants are so beautiful to behold. One time, my aunt gave us a small potted plant and we carried on from then. From one pot, it has grown to the current harvest. There were times when some threaten to wither away, but somehow they survive. The greenness certainly is good for our eyes and tending to them is also therapeutic.
On 15th March 2008, I had the opportunity to attend a worship seminar called International School Of Worship (ISOW) by Brendon and Cathie Clancy held at Paya Lebar Methodist Church. It was such a blessing to sit under their ministry. You might want to find out more about them at http://www.theclancys.org/theclancys/index.cfm?id=isow Cathie made a profound statement which brought a timely reminder to me when she said: “Thanksgiving is the door to God’s heart.” When our hearts are overwhelmed by the goodness of our loving God, in gratefulness we begin to declare His great name to people around us.
I am very thankful for the Lord's opened door for me to be on the judging panel of FAME2008. This was an inter-boarding school singing competition for some boarding schools here in Singapore. It was held last night at Anglo-Chinese School (Independent) Boarding School. Along with me were three other judges. We had a great time together.
I thank God for the opportunity to conduct a Speech and Drama training programme in a school in Bishan from January to early October last year. I was there once a week. I had such a wonderful time with some 40 eight year old children.
As we approach Good Friday, let us reflect on how we treat our maids. Recently, after completing training in a primary school, I ran into a little nine or ten year old girl. She was talking to her maid in a stern voice saying: “Late.” Obviously her maid must have been late in picking her up from school, but what saddens me was the attitude she had displayed towards an adult. Her rude behaviour was atrocious. If this bad behaviour is left unchecked, it will affect her adversely when she enters adulthood and work life or even thereafter.
If the wings of a bird is clipped, it cannot fly freely. When we are stagnant in our walk with the Lord, we are like birds with clipped wings. Some of us are held back by fear, discouragement or apathy. Maybe people or things in life may have crowded God out of our lives. We do not experience the power and love of God. We do know what it means to step out into the water. We will not feel what it is like to soar like the eagle in the sky when God carries us by the wind of His spirit. We miss the wonders and miracles that unfold when we step out in faith to love and serve the Lord.


People who are by nature creative like musicians, artists, writers or people in advertising, fashion, the media and creative arts are more prone to mood swings. For this reason, these people will need to pay special attention in this area.


On February 28, I had just completed training in a Storey Telling programme to a primary three class at a school in Yio Chu Kang. I am privileged to get to know little Daren. At the end of class each week while most children would leave to go home, he would ensure all the chairs and tables in the classroom were all in place. The amazing thing is that no one asked him to do so. He did it on his own initiative. He is not a 19 year old boy, he is only nine years old.


Look at our feline friends! Without a care in the world, they linger in slumber land no matter where they go. Sometimes even in crowded places, you may catch some of them in deep sleep. If only we can learn from these creatures, we will not be bogged down with all our worries which sapped away our energy. The loving hand of God is upon all of His children who put their complete trust in Him because He will never fail. 


Lately I have been having problem getting Mickey home whenever I bring him out for a walk. It happened again on Thursday, February 2I. As usual, I was walking Mickey at the surrounding area near Bukit Panjang Plaza. As I was trying to get him to go home, he just refused to budge. He stared right through me and for that moment I saw such defiance and stubbornness on his pudgy little face. If Mickey could speak, I believe he must be saying: “So what can you do to me if I do not want to move.” As I kept trying to cajole him, he absolutely refused to cooperate with me. Finally, I had to get help and I made an SOS call to Monte. In this post, you can see Mickey soaking in every moment near the taxi stand outside Bukit Panjang Plaza while we were waiting patiently for Monte to come. Mickey is out of this world.

But for all of us who has been blessed with a voice, we must continue to declare His praises from generation to generation. Let His glory fill this earth and let His praise fill my mouths.
As we sing of His love and mercy, we are drawn into greater intimacy with Him who has made us to praise Him and to glorify Him forevermore.
I Want To Sing
