This morning I try to wake up earlier and tiptoe quietly out from my room; I just want to make a cup of coffee, sit down and read my Bible in the quietness (which is rare since I have Arielle, sleeping has become precious commodity 😝).
Then I heard this whisper, “Mummy, can I wake up and go with you?”, oh well, the eldest caught me in the act! 😅 I thought why not with this time, we could enjoy the early morning just the two of us. So we woke up together, I made my coffee, sat down and opened my bible while Aimee was next to me having her breakfast. Then I remembered I once sketched the “weapon of God” from Ephesians 6 on my bible just to help me in memorising, and I felt like I wanted to share the Words with Aimee. In a second she straightaway replied with her excited face, “I know it! I also have it from Sunday school!”. She went back to her room and there it was her own version of “Armor of God” 👆🏻 haha.
We spent good minutes sharing the word of God, and moment after she goes to school, I have a warm affirmation in my heart about this morning’s encounter and I thank His Spirit for the opportunity.
I am not always aware or willing enough to share about God’s words in the midst of life routines and hectic schedule, so wherever we have the opportunity I fully realize and give the honor to the Holy Spirit who have guided, inspired, and given me the wisdom I need.
I feel His Spirit reaffirming me, that the privilege and honor to share the words of God to our children do not belong to the Sunday school teachers (or school teachers if they go to Christians school) no matter how awesome the jobs they do, but they belong foremostly to the MOTHERS/PARENTS.
God is glorified at the heart of the home where the name of Jesus is a part of daily life and naturally spoken out and shared with the whole family members.
“Nothing is more important in your life than being one of God’s tools to form a human soul” (Paul Tripp), and with this great task we have Him and His grace with us!
Thanks for reading this mumma’s story! 🙂
5 Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your strength. 6 These commandments that I give you today are to be on your hearts. 7 Impress them on your children. Talk about them when you sit at home and when you walk along the road, when you lie down and when you get up. 8 Tie them as symbols on your hands and bind them on your foreheads. 9 Write them on the doorframes of your houses and on your gates.
Posting or quoting bible verses does not make us a good Christian. Going to church every Sunday, cell group every week, having ministry in the church and community, Testifying, witnessing, Helping others in need, Praying regulary, Becoming a good person, These do not make any of us a good Christian.
What is really a good Christian anyway? Isn't it human who came up with that terminology? The bible never says "if you do this/if you are this/that then you are a good Christian". The bible doesn't even mention the words "good Christian" (or even "Christian").
I'm afraid if I consider myself as a "good Christian", then the Good News would no longer be applicable for me. I'm afraid that the message of Jesus' cross would one day be too outdated. When I consider myself as "good", then I wouldn't need God as much as I do. When I bring out the word "good", then I only define it as what my own self do think is good.
The truth is, God is holy and perfect. No human is. Not even the "good Christian". We all need Jesus everyday, His sacrifice at the cross will always be truthful to those who believe that He is the Son of God, who died to take away our sins and imperfections, and gave His righteousness and restored relationship with God. Because of Jesus, those who believe in Him are not the enemy of God anymore!
This is what I'd like to remember for myself, I am NOT a good Christian. That way I need Him no lesser each day. Even more every day. 💐✍🏻
I still remember how I didn't really know what was my life for even as I entered my early adulthood years… noone prayed or guided me in finding the answer to that big question "what is the purpose of my life?". Thankfully, God's grace found me, and through His series of orchestrated scenarios, I finally found the true calling and the meaning of my life now (find on my blog on the header, one of the pages "My Moment of Truth" to read more of my early journey in finding Christ personally).
I desire to be that person I missed in my own life; a mother who faithfully prays for my daughter. It's not an easy answer and everyone has an unique calling. I believe she will find hers in God's perfect timing. Until then, and forever, I want to pray for you my little darling. For your life, talents and gifts be used for God's glory and blessings to others. I pray may the Lord equip me and your father to nurture, train, and to give learning experiences and opportunities you need. I pray may the gifts and talents You placed in her life be released to find their fullest expression in glorifying You.
We don’t have the budget to hire a professional landscaper, so our front and back garden rely solely on our willingness and determination to transform them from bare soils to (at least) have something greens 🌱 BUT other than the weeds….
Speaking of which (the weeds), I spend my morning trying to pulling out all the weeds from our miserable planter box on our front yard. Luckily, it is such a lovely weather with the sunlight and my kids playing cheerfully (before I have to yell repeatedly to Aimee to please stop blowing off the bubbles directly on to Arielle’s hair 😒).
Sadly, I cannot finish the job, it’s too tough for me and my mum muscles… the weeds already grow so thick and deep (my giant shovel doesn’t work either to uplift the root, it’s too deep planted down the bottom I suppose. I. Need. My. Husband).
As I stand there feeling my back starts to ache #oldladysysndrome miraculously, His Spirit speaks to my heart – about all these weeds, how they relate to my marriage.
Marriage is supposed to be a beautiful garden full of colorful flowers blossoming throughout the seasons of the year. That’s the ideal, but we all know (don’t we?) that is not always the case. Very rarely the case, if we don’t work out the garden on DAILY basis.
Sure the weed wouldn’t seem to appear in just a matter of days; but add the busyness, laziness, indifference, life with kids, works etc etc days become weeks and weeks become months.
By the time we have the moment to draw back, and watch and observe, the weeds have been crazily growing up to all side of corners. It’s become too messy. Too deep to uproot in just single (or couples more) pull. And you can’t do it by yourself either pulling off the weeds, you need your other half to #workittogether with you.
This is what I experience.
Usually my moment to “draw back and watch” is when we have fight 🔥 by then it seems too late, the garden has been overpowered by the ugly weeds. They are green and add color to the garden rather than plain brown/black soil, but they add NO value to the garden ⛔️
Over time I have grown tired and thinking something have to change. Prevention is the key. Start to pulling off the weeds when it’s only a tiny sprout. It requires diligence, but it is more manageable and easier to pull off rather than waiting to work them all only after the weeds have gone too thick and deep and spreading everywhere else (like me this morning).
I’m learning to accept the reality, that a beautiful garden needs work, great works. That a beautiful garden won’t just grow by itself. There will be no rose (or peonies and hydrangeas, few of my favourites haha) if I don’t plant them. Easy peasy, very logical. But, how often I’m living it without realizing this truth.
When marriage is between two sinners and we are living in this fallen world, YES it needs great (sometimes gruesome) works!
God is teaching me so many things from the last month, maybe one day I can share more with you. But for now, I know God is teaching me to have a listening heart, humility, and a gentle heart. They’re not easy for me for sure. But when I am weak, He is within me is strong. And He is the One who will bring out the change in me, from the inside out.
I would like to see a stronger marriage between me and my husband. Deeper and stronger unity. Not so much about conforming more to what other party wants, but we can deal and handle better of our DIFFERENCES, and make them to compliment one another.
I would like to see my heart is more willing to let go of my little kingdom with its too little wants, and trading it joyfully with God’s greater kingdom and purpose for this marriage.
I would like our marriage to bless our children, and others.
I am not alone, the Lord is with me. I know when Christ is at the center of this marriage and the head of this family, other things will fall off at its places accordingly. Christ is our factor of success, because efforts from two sinners alone are simply fruitless. This is my conviction.
And I have to bear in mind there would be a lot of pain for my flesh, saying “no” to pride and “yes” to respect (my husband) and be humble. There would be days when I will cry out to God to save me from my own self. But I’m praying it will worth it, and my husband and children can taste the fruit of change as the result of God’s grace working in me.
And btw, the above picture is my baby succulents haha. I cut some from the front yard and plan to replant them (maybe create diy terrarium? sounds like good idea, thanks in advance to Google and YouTube lol).
I shall close this with a verse from 1 Corinthians 3:6 written by Paul:
“I planted the seeds, Apollos watered them, but God made them sprout and grow”
It is halfway of the year 2017 already… not a surprise, but I still can’t believe how fast time flies…
I come to think to the earliest days in 2017, in which I chose the word “THRIVE” as my “word of the year”, a practice that I’ve been doing for the last 3 years (my word of the year in 2015 was “BELIEVE”, and “FAITH” was for in 2016).
And here I am feeling a bit down and running of hope… and make me thinking in which way I have “thrive”?
Things are not getting “easier” this year… problems and conflicts arise (even more!), disappointments lurking very often, “my faith” is also getting volatile than it’d ever been…
Of course, setting aside the gloomy weather and my weary heart at the moment, there are so many things that I am thankful for this year. But yeah, back to the word “thrive” – I don’t think I am “flourishing, growing vigorously, growing well”, just yet.
I feel it is so hard to let that first bud coming out, let alone blossoming into a beautiful flower.
But then again, sitting here alone by myself make me thinking even deeper… maybe…. God is putting me at the best soil and surroundings for me to thrive…? Maybe, this is just what I need… Through the hard conditions, the heavy rains, the storms, the scorching heat.
2 Count it all joy, my brothers,[b] when you meet trials of various kinds,3 for you know that the testing of your faith produces steadfastness.4 And let steadfastness have its full effect, that you may be perfect and complete, lacking in nothing.
I haven’t been able to see all of these trials as “joy”… Maybe I still don’t understand what’s “steadfastness” for in my life… I still have hard times to accept that God’s wills for me not to be happy, but to be holy… Maybe I don’t want that “perfect and complete” (according to His ways/view)… Just maybe.
You know my every thoughts and my every struggles.
Please assure me that I am not alone,
every time the world clouding my mind heavily.
Show me and give me the understanding of Your perfect love,
and let it be my greatest comfort, assurance, and joy in my life.
Help me, Holy Spirit.
Isaiah 55:6, 8-9
6 “Seek the Lord while he may be found; call upon him while he is near;
8 For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways, declares the Lord. 9 For as the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways and my thoughts than your thoughts.
I made this art couple of months ago, because I admitted that this was true. “A family that PRAYS together, STAYS together”.
However, every now and then I (we) often let ourselves catched off-guard; fence down and weeds reappear. We “forget” every now and then about #UNITY in #marriage.
It is not about our own (too little) kingdom, but it’s about God’s kingdom on earth.
Then when conflict arised, we weren’t prepared. By then it felt like it was “too late”.
Yesterday I had a talk with my close friend/cousin/sister #thebest about this topic, I told her I don’t want to pray out of fear as the result. You know, fear that “if I didn’t pray, things will get chaotic“.
I believe this isn’t the right motive and the correct heart condition to pray. And it soothed my soul that she understands! She knows and experiences the same thing (the beauty of sisterhood in Christ).
This morning then His Spirit reminds me this verse:
“For God has not given us a spirit of fear and timidity,
but of POWER, LOVE, and SELF-DISCIPLINE” (2 Tim 1:7).
I can, CAN, pray not out of fear – because His Spirit enables me to!
Praying out of flesh will result in burn out, praying in spirit will take me to higher places with Him.
This morning I choose to reject the lies and intimidation,
This morning I choose to listen to the Shepherd’s voice.
He knows my name, and I belong to Him.
I will keep praying and become the “pillar of prayer” for this family #istriadalahtiangdoa
I will not complain and asking God (again), “why me? why do I have to be the one who prays?”. I know now that the Lord is reassuring and reconfirming me once again, to pray is my calling. I am called first and above all as an intercessor. Not in the church, not in my cell group – but firstly at my home! Just between me and Him, beneath the silent walls of my home.
When later I get weary, I shall take rest in Him, again and again.
“This is what the Sovereign LORD, the Holy One of Israel, says: “In repentance and rest is your salvation, in quietness and trust is your strength, but you would have none of it” – Isaiah 30:15
We’ve been back from our month long holiday, life with its all routines has gone back to places. Some has changed; I’m talking in particular with Arielle, who has just turned 9 months old. She has started crawling actively, pulling herself up and standing and back to sitting position less wobbly, pulling drawers in and out (my first experience putting on the safety guards for the drawers turned out to be pretty much an accomplishment to myself as a mother lol – I didn’t use any of these safety guards when I was with Aimee); my little trinkets aren’t that safe anymore ~ welcome to the new phase with a crawler baby at home!
Not forgetting to mention, she becomes more clingy too. I guess (I HOPE) this is just a temporary phase that soon will come back to “normal” again, and maybe mostly caused by the frequency we had to carry her more often during our holiday (you see, the perks of coming back to our own lovely #homesweethome is we get to enjoy clean floor again – one which is really up to my standard! I am not a total clean freak, but yes I like to keep my home clean and free from hoarded stuffs lol).
Oh, and her cries and screams become louder too *sigh* *lol* (but I’ve got myself used to the higher pitch her sister has so this one isn’t that threatening, perhaps haha).
While with baby number two I am more demanded to excel in “physical fitness” lol, maybe not so much anymore with my first daughter (turning 6 years old in September!!). With her I am “forced” more often to get down on my knees and pray asking for wisdom, even for the simplest task like assisting and keeping her up to her premier’s reading challenge this year. All these new things I get to experience with a prep student is fun and exciting, but because they are also “new”, I lean on closer to my Father in Heaven. Why? Because I know I won’t be able to do it all without His strength, His wisdom, and His grace. Of course, I can ask advices from my friends with older kids, I can read some practical tips from magazines/internet; but I still firstly trust in the One who has assigned me this calling as a mother.
Well, they are about my kids. Then the rest of my other life roles as a wife, as a homemaker, as a handmaker, as an artist, as a friend, as a minister, as an intercessor, as a daughter – and much much more. I admit I don’t have all the time to do this equally “good”. I am torn between many responsibilities, I have to prioritize some roles above others, and contribute more hours according to my life focus.
Eg. at the moment I’m still not ready yet to get back to my business life. I haven’t got back to any painting yet, my mind is cluttered. I need to ask the Lord once again for the purpose and direction. Meanwhile, I know that my family and kids are my number one priority with my time at the moment, and life as a mother of two hasn’t been any better. My kids grow up so fast, this isn’t a secret anymore and I don’t want this phrase to catch me off guard one day in the future and leave me with any “I wish”.
While my mind was racing with these kind of thoughts (in between talking to my own self and praying to Him on the other), one still small voice whispered in my heart, “worship Me, and all the other things will fall at its places accordingly“.
His Spirit reminded me to not get caught in life busyness, that I forgot to sit down at His feet and just enjoying His presence.
Take one part, the best part, and do it heartily.
“Martha, Martha,” the Lord answered, “you are worried and upset about many things,42 but few things are needed—or indeed only one.[a] Mary has chosen what is better, and it will not be taken away from her.”
In the midst of this life busyness, let me choose “what is better”. One that will not be taken away from me.
One day when life and all its routines and responsibilities end – HE is still my portion.
“But seek ye first the kingdom of God, and his righteousness; and all these things shall be added unto you.
The world can wait, yes, the world can wait.
But my soul will not.
My soul thirsts and hungers for more of You.
Soak me with Your presence.
For only in Your presence I can see what is true, precious, and noble.