More than a home (1)

Our BTO flat is in the works.  There's nothing except for cranes and the plot is all barricaded.  It somehow feels strange to me that I'm seeing my home eventually in 2012, from nothing literally.

 

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Uncreated One

Image
Uncreated One (By Chris Tomlin) Holy Uncreated One Your beauty fills the skies But the glory of Your majesty Is the mercy in Your eyes Worthy Uncreated One From heaven to earth come down You laid aside Your royalty To wear the sinner’s crown O Great God, be glorified Our lives laid down Yours magnified O Great God, be lifted high There is none like You Jesus, Savior, God’s own Son Risen, reigning Lord Sustainer of the universe By the power of Your word Chorus: O Great God, be glorified Our lives laid down Yours magnified O Great God, be lifted high There is none like You There is none like You There is none like You When we see Your Matchless face In speechless awe we’ll stand there we’ll bow with grateful hearts Unto the great I Am O Great God, be glorified Our lives laid down Yours magnified O Great God, be lifted high There is none like You There is none... like You There is none like You
Read more

these inward trials

I asked the Lord that I might grow In faith, and love, and every grace; Might more of His salvation know, And seek more earnestly His face. I hoped that in some favoured hour At once He'd answer my request, And by His love's constraining power Subdue my sins, and give me rest. Instead of this, He made me feel The hidden evils of my heart; And let the angry powers of hell Assault my soul in every part. Yea more, with His own hand He seemed Intent to aggravate my woe; Crossed all the fair designs I schemed, Blasted my gourds, and laid me low. 'Lord, why this?' I trembled cried, 'Will thou pursue Thy worm to death?' 'I answer prayer for grace and faith. These inward trials I employ From self and pride to set thee free; And break thy schemes of earthly joy, That thou may'st seek thy all in me. -John Newton I read this in 'Knowing God' by J.I Packer after talking with a friend who's going through a rough patch. The hymn really hit the nail on the...
Read more

Letter to my unborn daughter

Dear Kayla, (a name both Daddy and Mummy wish you will like) It thrills Mummy and Daddy that you've been growing and kicking inside, especially more recently.  We are grateful that you are healthy and active. Sometimes, I try to imagine seeing you come out from me, all red and cute - I know that marks a special beginning - of life with Kayla. You know that Daddy really loves you?  I know from his daily singing to you (you must have heard), his tapping on my tummy so that you'd respond.  His anxious looks when I come back home late or look really tired.  And I'm so glad he's your Daddy. I fear myself becoming a bad Mummy to you at times.  Cos I may misunderstand you, the crying you might make, the naughty things you could do.  But I also want to be the best Mummy I can be for you. As my tummy keeps growing bigger and bigger, I know the day draws nearer and nearer.  I'd muster my greatest courage and smile to see you through into this world, so...
Read more