Dear Father,

These days I’m knowing Your fatherly side more; the side that cheers me on, helps me out and shows strongly I am on Your heart and in Your thoughts. I know I’ve got a long way more before I own the truth as my own, but to be honest, I can’t wait, because I know it’ll transform me beyond my imagination. Love frees, and I want to know Your love.

Thank You for seeing me through this past year, through change and uncertainty. This year is going to make 2013’s change and uncertainty look like bikini swimming in the maldives, but just 30 days into this changeful and uncertain new year, I’ve been giving thanks for You, so much. I guess the truth is Your grace abounds in deeper caverns.

As my birthday wish (my second one, to be exact, since I already said I want to know Your love), I ask for wisdom. Wisdom that You give, that comes from You, that is Yours. Wisdom for my transitions, wisdom in my new places, wisdom in my new name.

Thank You, for Your presence even as I get ready to swing into adventure, knowing You will go with me, into the thick of it. Keep my heart, soul, mind and strength on the wonder of the gospel, the story of a God who loves so intensely, who sought us out, bought us and all through the blood of His only begotten Son.

The spring flowers of Canberra come to mind as I look back upon the year just gone past, bright yellow brilliant against dusty mud. Life with You works that way, I reckon, harsh winter needful preparation for the time to come. And when the time comes, I will find movement, and beauty, even the silent brown nutrient for the glorious bloom.

May this coming year have Your blessing too! To know You and love You, surely that is the greatest bliss. Let me rejoice in Your love, Father dear.

Let me find Your grace in the valley
Let me find Your life in my death
Let me find Your joy in my sorrow
Your wealth in my need
That You’re near with every breath
In the valley

With all my love,
Your daughter


January 28, 2014


Maybe I’ll try this in Perth

January 28, 2014

gina says the last time she was in singapore was in 2010 (although i just checked; EARC was in 2011), so the last time we hung out was 3, 4 years ago- let’s put it at threeish. sometimes it’s good to have a friend one meets up once every threeish years; the growth in the intervening years peeks out as updates and comparisons for previous years are made. and it’s nice that it’s gina i glimpse my growth with, even as i wish we could meet oftener than we do. but i guess i’m thankful we get to meet at all.

19 days to a mega day in my life; can’t often say that, but for that i can. i wonder what i’ll remember; so many people have been giving advice, but at least it runs along one of two lines: have fun, enjoy the day, and remember the marriage is the real thing, not the wedding.
i agree with a fervor that’s borne from circumstance; there’s much uncertainty from the get-go and there are times when it gets to me; today it got to me. so i believe marriage and not the wedding is the real thing; what do i do then, with what i’ve got for the marriage?

got to remember, life is more than these. keep my eyes on the one who promises, well, promises bigger than trippy halogen swishes and cowabungas brighter than the sun. 2014 has pretty much announced its plan to be the most destabilising year  of my life thus far, but then it hasn’t reckoned on my God. i’ll….. fix my eyes on Him who loves me best, and remember them promises bigger and brighter than the sun.

To-do list of the half-week:

1) Reception location and guest book brown paper
2) Wedding car (take up al’s offer?)
3) Wedding songs
4) Take up Naomi’s offer wrt little helpers?
5) Wedding gift for parents!

1) Inclusion of livecasters in saturday’s meeting
2) Status of draft email to carpark kings.

January 6, 2014

How happy is the blameless vestal’s lot!
The world forgetting, by the world forgot.

Alexander Pope

It is one of those days where a jacket is worn even indoors, and the hall light needs be turned on. the feed on facebook is as brain-numbing as it ever was, but that’s another thought for another time.

one year ended six days ago, and we passed it wishing each other fruit and abide-titions, and passing out cards. we’ve been passing out cards a lot lately.

we suffered the year safely enough, even with the tears and spills and sometimes wishing a blameless vestal’s lot, just to be good, for once, just once. but it never does get answered that way, and the dust is there to be rolled around in, or heaped up on an aching head. there was so much dust around the past year.

but- sin and despair are not the last word in a world my Father rules, and never will be. friends and family have been His blessing for years, people to speak truth with and to have truth spoken to. and the knowledge that the His Son will surely return-
then shall I know, even as also I am known.

this is how we do

January 6, 2014

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