1. Good Friday 2014 - Remembering Jesus’ sacrifice for me at a time when I rejected, mocked and crucified Him. Lord Jesus, I cannot carry the weight and burden of my sins…so please, please, in your mercy, carry them for me. 

    Man of Sorrows - Hillsong (Acoustic)

    Man of sorrows Lamb of God
    By His own betrayed
    The sin of man and wrath of God
    Has been on Jesus laid

    Silent as He stood accused
    Beaten mocked and scorned
    Bowing to the Father’s will
    He took a crown of thorns

    Oh that rugged cross
    My salvation
    Where Your love poured out over me
    Now my soul cries out
    Hallelujah
    Praise and honour unto Thee

    Sent of heaven God’s own Son
    To purchase and redeem
    And reconcile the very ones
    Who nailed Him to that tree

    Now my debt is paid
    It is paid in full
    By the precious blood
    That my Jesus spilled

    Now the curse of sin
    Has no hold on me
    Whom the Son sets free
    Oh is free indeed

    See the stone is rolled away
    Behold the empty tomb
    Hallelujah God be praised
    He’s risen from the grave

  2. Memoirs of a Pastor’s Wife (4 months in…)

    What’s changed? Nothing really.

    • Newcomers still think I’m one of the teens in the youth group.
    • I still make a complete fool of myself during Bible Studies.
    • I still use the contents page in my Bible. 
    • I still can’t bake brownies (give me six months and my cookies may somehow upgrade into slices).
    • Whenever I network with other pastors and their wives I feel incredibly awkward, star-stuck & intimidated at the same time.

    One thing that I have been working on in the past year leading up to our church-plant is the importance of anchoring my identity in Christ. As we get closer to full-time ministry, I need to constantly remind myself that my ultimate identity is not THE Pastor’s Wife. I cannot measure my self-worth on my performance because inevitably I will fail my congregation.

    There will be days when I’m so cranky at my husband that I’ll be nagging him 5 minutes before he has to preach (and thus he will deliver a sermon that will make your ears bleed). There will be days when I’m feeling so tired by ministry that I will refuse to show hospitality to people visiting our home. There will be days when I will gossip about the people who I find impossible to love. My future kids may inherit our fiery personalities and bash up another kid in the church!

    ULTIMATELY my identity is anchored in Christ. I am God’s daughter and I must see myself and my worth from the lens of my Creator. The more I know Christ, the more I will become like Christ and thus lead others to him. I want hospitality to be about fellowship not gourmet food. I want our marriage to reflect the love between Christ and the church. I desire not the perfect children, but children who will grow up to love the Lord Jesus.

    ULTIMATELY When people see me, I want them to see Christ’s power, love and compassion. THAT is my goal. And if God decides to grant me with culinary skills, obedient children and boundless pools of energy to serve him, I will be forever thankful. Ministry WILL be easier. But if that doesn’t happen I have to remind myself that the Bible never said “Pastors wives who bake divine brownies and raise perfect children shall inherit the kingdom of God.” 

    Follow God’s example, therefore, as dearly loved children and walk in the way of love, just as Christ loved us and gave himself up for us as a fragrant offering and sacrifice to God. Eph 5:1-2

  3. It’s been amazing seeing these two rise to fame.

  4. I’m loving these 9 reasons for why stories should be used for communicating Christianity. Read the full article HERE. 

    I’m loving these 9 reasons for why stories should be used for communicating Christianity. Read the full article HERE

  5. Why do good people end up with bad people? It’s because we all accept the love we think we deserve

    — 

    - Perks of Being a Wallflower

    This quote has been lingering in my mind ever since I watched this surprisingly fantastic movie a few nights ago. In this movie, two seemingly gorgeous and “good” girls willingly allow themselves to be trapped in abusive and hollow relationships.

    We accept the love we think we deserve. There’s so much truth in these words. 

    Even though I believe that you deserve better, your fractured self esteem tells you otherwise…and that breaks my heart. 

  6. Beauty?

    Every single day I am bombarded by the latest beauty tips that the media tries to box me into. Once upon a time, women of character were held up to high regard. These days, women with big hair and a flat stomach is glamourised to no end. Just this year through a Facebook advertisement, I learned of a gruelling diet and exercise regime that could help me to achieve the golden “thigh gap”. Seriously? There’s such thing?!

    For some, physical beauty is a mere illusion. For others, a mask that hides the qualities that actually matter in life and relationships. These days, anyone can achieve a sun-kissed glow at the click of a mouse. You can “pay” for the perfect cheekbones and jaw structure. But lasting beauty: a woman with character and integrity; a woman who is humble and loving; a woman who is generous and compassionate; a woman who can genuinely seek the good of others over her own needs; a woman who smiles from the inside out- those are the women I want to be around. Those are the women who inspire me.

    In the end, you can’t photoshop true beauty. 

    Inspired by Kylie Bisutti’s Book “Im No Angel” 

  7. My 2013 Praise Points…

    1. My dad’s growth as a Christian

    2. God’s provision throughout Bible College

    3. A better understanding and practice of unconditional love and forgiveness in marriage 

    …were the very three things that I had initially written down as prayer points in the first page of my 2013 Prayer Journal! 

    My 2013 journey with God cannot be summarised in a blog post alone. I was stretched beyond my emotional capacity to believe in the impossible, to wait for the LORD to work, to plough through at times of insecurity and disaster. In the midst of being sucked emotionally and spiritually dry there was the “real life” stuff - essays to write, meals to cook, groceries to buy, Bible Studies to run, girls to encourage, family expectations to meet, meetings to attend, ministries to run, talks to write and a house to clean…

    I can confidently say that my physical, emotional and spiritual strength comes from the LORD himself. I don’t know how I would have survived 2013 without the LORD because naturally, I’m as emotionally weak as putty. Nothing could have prepared me for 2013, but I’m sure as glad that the LORD carried me every step of the way. Not because I deserved it - but because He is faithful. 

    "I wait for the LORD, my whole being waits and in HIS word I put my hope. I wait for the LORD more than watchmen wait for the morning, more than watchmen wait for the morning." Psalm 130:5-6

  8. Happy 2014 to the Tumblr world! I haven’t blogged in ages because I have been writing in my private journals instead. Sometimes, I feel as though being a Christian means living a life that is constantly “switched on”. The way you conduct yourself, make decisions, worship, speak and even write is going to be critiqued by others. While there is true beauty in “sharing life” with others in a honest and and transparent manner I have really missed the intimacy of meditating and speaking to God in the privacy of my own journals. Just like a best friend, I feel as though my relationship with the Father deepens when I can completely “let go” and be myself, share with God my secrets and give him exclusive 1-1 quality time.
Through a series of events, God has been teaching me about pride. While some Christians are the puffed-up self-righteous kind, I lie on the other end of the spectrum. I struggle with guilt, shame and a constant sense of insecurity and unworthiness as a daughter of God. While the latter may seem “humble”, it’s not. It’s pride. It’s the constant “self-checking, self-absorbed, self-centred” attitude that provokes me to fear that I’m not good enough in the eyes of others. I have a giant log of pride in my eye that stops me from believing that Jesus can wash away the sins of my past and redeem me.
Both the puffed up Christian and the one splashing around in the streams of insecurity are sinning because they fail to see themselves through the lens of God. The former fail to see their depravity in light of the Creator - this makes them cocky, critical, self-sufficient and annoying to be around. The latter fail to see their worth in light of the Creator - this makes them attention seekers who constantly sponge for affirmation and are just damn annoying to be around! Both types of people trample on the Gospel of grace and fail to appreciate what Jesus has done for them on the cross.In the words of C.S.Lews: Humility is not thinking less of yourself, it’s thinking of yourself less.
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"I love the LORD, for he heard my voice; he heard my cry for mercy. Because he turned his ear to me, I will call on Him as long as I live. The LORD is gracious and righteous, our God is full of compassion. The LORD protects the unwary, when I was brought low he saved me. You LORD have delivered me from death, my eyes from tears, my feet from stumbling that I may walk before the LORD in the land of the living." - Psalm 116:1-9 
What a beautiful Psalm. A great reminder of why I love God so much - that 5 years ago God became my heavenly Father and through the gospel, he took away my guilt and shame. I am thankful because at a time when I felt alone and lost, God gave me his listening ear - he heard my prayer and in His mercy, revealed himself to me. He poured out his Holy Spirit so that I could respond to Him in faith and obedience. He granted me love and forgiveness so that I could love and forgive others. The LORD saved me from death and he wiped away my tears so that I could walk in the light and taste the goodness of his presence. Thank you LORD for your compassion to sinners. Even though I was far from you, you drew near to me. 

    Happy 2014 to the Tumblr world! 

    I haven’t blogged in ages because I have been writing in my private journals instead. Sometimes, I feel as though being a Christian means living a life that is constantly “switched on”. The way you conduct yourself, make decisions, worship, speak and even write is going to be critiqued by others. While there is true beauty in “sharing life” with others in a honest and and transparent manner I have really missed the intimacy of meditating and speaking to God in the privacy of my own journals. Just like a best friend, I feel as though my relationship with the Father deepens when I can completely “let go” and be myself, share with God my secrets and give him exclusive 1-1 quality time.

    Through a series of events, God has been teaching me about pride. While some Christians are the puffed-up self-righteous kind, I lie on the other end of the spectrum. I struggle with guilt, shame and a constant sense of insecurity and unworthiness as a daughter of God. While the latter may seem “humble”, it’s not. It’s pride. It’s the constant “self-checking, self-absorbed, self-centred” attitude that provokes me to fear that I’m not good enough in the eyes of others. I have a giant log of pride in my eye that stops me from believing that Jesus can wash away the sins of my past and redeem me.

    Both the puffed up Christian and the one splashing around in the streams of insecurity are sinning because they fail to see themselves through the lens of God. The former fail to see their depravity in light of the Creator - this makes them cocky, critical, self-sufficient and annoying to be around. The latter fail to see their worth in light of the Creator - this makes them attention seekers who constantly sponge for affirmation and are just damn annoying to be around! Both types of people trample on the Gospel of grace and fail to appreciate what Jesus has done for them on the cross.

    In the words of C.S.Lews: Humility is not thinking less of yourself, it’s thinking of yourself less.

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    "I love the LORD, for he heard my voice; he heard my cry for mercy. Because he turned his ear to me, I will call on Him as long as I live. The LORD is gracious and righteous, our God is full of compassion. The LORD protects the unwary, when I was brought low he saved me. You LORD have delivered me from death, my eyes from tears, my feet from stumbling that I may walk before the LORD in the land of the living." - Psalm 116:1-9 

    What a beautiful Psalm. A great reminder of why I love God so much - that 5 years ago God became my heavenly Father and through the gospel, he took away my guilt and shame. I am thankful because at a time when I felt alone and lost, God gave me his listening ear - he heard my prayer and in His mercy, revealed himself to me. He poured out his Holy Spirit so that I could respond to Him in faith and obedience. He granted me love and forgiveness so that I could love and forgive others. The LORD saved me from death and he wiped away my tears so that I could walk in the light and taste the goodness of his presence. Thank you LORD for your compassion to sinners. Even though I was far from you, you drew near to me. 

  9. When we listen we offer to people the gift of understanding, the gift of acceptance and the gift of taking the other person seriously.

    — 

    - Hugh Mackay

    Do you love others enough to listen? 

  10. I don’t want perfect, I want honest.

    — Unknown (via karibu-nyumbani)

  11. Pentatonix make music with their mouths and they are DAMN good at it!

  12. Blessed are you when people insult you, persecute you and falsely say all kinds of evil against you because of me. Rejoice and be glad, because great is your reward in heaven.

    — Matt 5:11-12

  13. Sometimes our brains are our own worst enemies because grace isn’t logical.

    — 

    Judah Smith

    (via littlethingsaboutgod)

    This guy… he’s good.

    (via swordsofreflection)

    (Source: kindlequotes)

  14. I get her. Sometimes I feel four different emotions at once.
and my face just can’t handle it.

    I get her. 

    Sometimes I feel four different emotions at once.

    and my face just can’t handle it.