I had the blessing of being able to interview (via email) a fellow blogger, Alexis.
This happened a few months ago.
I grieved with Michelle, the wife of the late Nabeel Qureshi, as she shared her heart, pain, and unwavering faith in God, less than two weeks after Nabeel went home to the Lord.
While being sandwiched in a crowded MRT, I observed how people are using their smartphones or books to form their personal space. Continue reading “Being surrounded by people doesn’t mean we are connected. “
“Could this be how it feels like if my husband is no longer around?”—asked my heart, as I trod out of the church auditorium into a sea of people who were mostly chatting with someone—while I stood there momentarily lost, and alone. Continue reading “Tell the devil who wants to steal your peace, “not today!””
The Present is here, this, now.
The Present is the great I am.
It doesn’t grip your heart with anxiousness from what-ifs;
It doesn’t drown you in self-pity;
It doesn’t condemn you with regrets. Continue reading “The Present”
This post is a way for me to process my thoughts—four days after knowing that my husband has cancer. It is also for our family and friends who are concerned with how we are feeling with the diagnosis. It is my prayer too that it’ll be a sharing of hope for you. Continue reading “Thoughts from my husband’s cancer diagnosis”
Diary entry: The only hope in this post is my hope in the Lord who will work His way in me, turning this angry tyrant into a mature person. Sigh. Continue reading “The battle with anger is on.”