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    Why We Need to Make Jesus The Centre Of Our Life?

    John 15 illustrates that we can enjoy many life-giving benefits as long as we understand that Jesus is the centre of our life. He is vine and we are the branches. Why do we need Him in our life and how can we benefit from this relationship? Living in Him and building our whole life in and around Him is critical, especially in the times we are living in now. We need God, our families, and our countries need God. So how do we make Jesus the centre of our life? I took a lesson from this unique bird. Read…

  • Poetry

    No One’s Simple Nobody

    I am nobody to you If ‘simple’ things are not shared between us What’s simple to you Is of value to me You speak for the sake of duty “Hello” and “Good morning” For the sake of courtesy But I am far more that just your nobody I’m a prized piece of jewel For in another place above your world I am treasured You just can’t see my worth yet

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    Shadow

    Should I hide in the shadows because you Can’t bear to be in mine Or pluck out my feathers so that Your wings can fly Or maybe saw off my only horn So that you can feel magical Let me rather give you the time to see That the shadow you thought I cast was Just your sheltered place under my wings

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    Earthly Treasures

    I wrote this post on 23 November 2021, but I never published it. Little did I realise that by 11 April 2022, this snow globe in the above picture, together with my fully furnished house will soon be washed away into the ocean. We were victims of a flood, and we could not save a single item. Holding onto earthly treasures is not worth the heartbreak. Written: 23 November 2021 My Story When I was little, there was civil unrest in my neighbourhood. My Mum and all the aunties were frantic. The plan: grab your stuff and flee! My Dad’s…

  • Poetry

    Pages Turn

    Pages turn, and spines are bent To fold comfortably in the hand Bound together into chapters And seamed into place A book has a start and an end All in a total sense, from one mystery to the next But the pages of my heart hold an archive of scrolls Manuscripts far too fragile to be bent Years of chronicles and fables bound into stories Holding secret pains Parchments of a soft flesh-like kind Written in dribs and drabs Incomplete Pages fall loosely, splitting at the seams Chapters in scribbles in a cute mad-like disarray There seems to be no…

  • Poetry

    Here’s to what was meant to break me!

    I will wear it like a medal of honour I hear the hisses and snarling murmurs Who does she think she is? I hold it up high like a torch to a race See, see, ask what you will For I wear it like a medal of honour Oh, she is no good! She is not worthy! I disapprove! It is mine to keep, a bestowal if you wish History has spoken, who are you to judge? I place it on a mantel next to my other prized possessions Go and see it if you please For you will not…

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    My Glow Is My Colour

      A glow, a warm glow, illuminates from within my being as You make Your presence known to me  Like kinetic energy with the ability to generate light only seen by a certain human eye An eye, that when looked into, reflects the source of that which it sees  The source, the One whose eyes are like flames of fire      Zillions of tiny photons stream like crystal shimmers Gleaming and dancing under my skin  Frequencies of a secret song only understood by a certain human ear  An ear that has an ear to hear  The heart beatings of…

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    Sparrow, Pearl and Waterfall

    The Lesson of the Sparrow  This beautiful feather-winged creature, with a voice bigger than itself, sings out every morning. The early bird sets off to catch his worm. Dodging raindrops, soaring like a military airplane through the battlefields, this tiny music box doesn’t seem to be bothered by any obstacles around him. Swift and agile, he moves and thinks as fast as his wings.  Under the watchful eye of his newly found love, he so patiently weaves his low-hanging nest. He doesn’t stop singing. If you listen carefully, his chirps grow louder each time. Merrily, they synchronise their movements, gracefully…

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    Fallen One

    Oh, desolate one Way too beautiful to be overlooked  Sing, I say… For many are your afflictions   But with everlasting kindness, you, too, will be lifted again  Oh, broken one  For you are far too precious not to be loved  For the Mighty one cometh this way  And with great mercy, He will gather you  Hold fast, I say, ohh fallen one  For the winds of life shall bruise you no more  The wise one rides this way soonest  It is said, He binds the broken-hearted and He makes whole the crushed in spirit  Do not be afraid; you will…

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    7 Spiritual Ways To Cope During Challenging Times

    Some of my earliest childhood memories are that of my Dad preaching of the end times. Wide-eyed, I eagerly listened through the winter nights of the 1980s. I remember stories of Lot’s wife: the woman who looked back, and of fire and brimstone beating down on the city of Sodom and Gomorrah.  With a raised index finger – a habit that still distinguishes him – he preached with such gusto. “The days are coming when the church doors will be closed, and the nights will be darkened by death and sorrow. You will be separated from your family. What will…