Showing posts with label memories. Show all posts
Showing posts with label memories. Show all posts
Thursday, October 6, 2011
Farewell to Steve Jobs
Today Steve Jobs died.
I have been so touched by the connectedness, and the simplicity, and usefulness; the almost perfection his Apple inventions had been in the last few years, that I just have to pause and write this down.
I love his iPod, iPad, and iPhone. Never has a gadget been so useful to a stay at home mum and her children.
Thanks for changing our world!
- Posted using BlogPress from my iPad2
Tuesday, June 8, 2010
Jeremiah 29:11
If I could go back to the past to meet my old self, this is what I'm going to tell her:
Don't worry about anything. It's gonna turn out fine.
God has planned it all for you. You just take His hand.
Make sure you follow His commands.
Everything will turn out fine.
Although now you may have no money,
and you don't know if you'll get a good job.
You'll see, sister, that you will get an amazing job.
And you'll do just fine.
Now you may wonder about a husband. Much less a baby.
How would you afford it?
But He'll make sure you'll get the one He has chosen for you.
And the babies, the most wonderful babies,
- yes, not just one baby - will come, too!
And you wonder how you'll ever serve God.
If you'll ever gonna be any good.
Sister, you'll see, He has lovingly prepared
Exactly what you need to be!
So now that I'm here in this wonderful future of mine, I should remember one thing more.
It's all gonna turn out fine later. 'Cos God is still in control of it all.
I do not hold my own fate. It is all in His merciful hands.
And He says, "I know the plans I have for you. Child, you'll do more than fine."
"For I know the plans I have for you," declares the LORD, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. " Jeremiah 29:11
Saturday, February 6, 2010
the Gift of An Ordinary Day
What a timely reminder.
A year ago I was still wondering how life with a teenager may look like. I still don't have a clear picture as yet. But I've had glimpses of it in the past year.
Yes, one must not fret. One must treasure.
Treasure these gifts of perfectly ordinary days that I'm having right now.
This one's for my son.
Mommy is sorry and I will always love you. Always.
Sunday, July 6, 2008
wedding blessings
A friend of mine had a wedding ceremony at church yesterday. As I was sitting there at the pew, I was thankful for the so many guests who attended. The church was full.
The bride, my friend, has been a faithful servant of the Lord at church. She is also a cancer survivor, yet was still faithful to serve in her capacity in sunday school as much as she could during the difficult healing process. No wonder so many church members, parents and children, came. They want to be happy alongside her on this special day.
I'm thankful for these people who came. Because I think it makes her day, really, to see them come.
It reminded me of my wedding day where people braved the volatile situation (after a riot broke out a week before) to attend my meager wedding ceremony. Many of my own family members who lived out of town could not come. Many of my colleagues at the bank where I worked could not come. But I just remember how glad I was when I turned around from my bridal seat and saw the pews packed up to the balcony. There were many parents and children whom I taught in sunday school who made time to attend. The Lord gave me countless people who cared for me, back then in Jakarta. They made my day.
I wish I could have thanked each of them one by one, again and again, for coming on my one, most wonderful day.
So as I sat on that pew, thanking God for my caring church towards my caring friend's wedding, I thanked Him also for the way He cared for my wedding last time, even under such dire circumstances.
Thank You, Lord, for true friends.
The bride, my friend, has been a faithful servant of the Lord at church. She is also a cancer survivor, yet was still faithful to serve in her capacity in sunday school as much as she could during the difficult healing process. No wonder so many church members, parents and children, came. They want to be happy alongside her on this special day.
I'm thankful for these people who came. Because I think it makes her day, really, to see them come.
It reminded me of my wedding day where people braved the volatile situation (after a riot broke out a week before) to attend my meager wedding ceremony. Many of my own family members who lived out of town could not come. Many of my colleagues at the bank where I worked could not come. But I just remember how glad I was when I turned around from my bridal seat and saw the pews packed up to the balcony. There were many parents and children whom I taught in sunday school who made time to attend. The Lord gave me countless people who cared for me, back then in Jakarta. They made my day.
I wish I could have thanked each of them one by one, again and again, for coming on my one, most wonderful day.
So as I sat on that pew, thanking God for my caring church towards my caring friend's wedding, I thanked Him also for the way He cared for my wedding last time, even under such dire circumstances.
Thank You, Lord, for true friends.
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