Just saying

Sometimes, I woke up, with my mind full, and to do list mega long…just like today, I have to cook breakfast for kids, I need to do marketing, I am hoping to get that “due by weekend” gift, I need to shower everyone, I need to feed the baby, the laundry and we need to be out by house at 10am etc……. If I live like that, I think I will die very fast, and Jesus won’t greet me at heaven door with smile I bet….

And my days went hay wired… Laundry unfold,(or better yet, I folded it, and baby thinks he can do a better job, and take everything out again…..) M&J make fuss at meal time, M hungry and J wants to poop… N poop and J said he is hungry or he really want to go to the park immediately….

Then after dinner, park, I was filthy and baby just wouldn’t let go my boobs, while M&J run around with their extremely dirty feels waiting to be showered….

It’s really spirit breaking on days like this…..however, it’s kinda worth while, When I hear someone opens the front door, it was my hub, the boys’ daddy… Baby let go of my boobs, go to daddy, M&J fight to tell daddy their day to day story….. While….I just sit at the side and listen to the laughters, the bouncing ball sounds etc……..I should be grateful, and I’m grateful that I’m not alone on this journey.

My thought

Thou hast made us for thyself, and our heart is restless until it finds its rest in thee.” -St Augustine.

I was once worry pot. Every single thoughts leads to one worry, after another after another….. Yes I was pretty annoying..

I’m learning not to be such worrying pot anymore… I’m not that timid to take a road unknown anymore, or simply always choose an easier route.

I came to understand, realize, and most importantly – ACCEPT, that no matter which road I take, it will definitely leads ME to my destination(where? I don’t need to know anymore) the unknown is the journey…. But I can choose to enjoy the journey… And TRUST that how pleasurable or unpleasant the journey turn out to be, I can always rely on Him. I accept that I’m human, therefore mortal, therefore have limit… So I need to constantly draw strength from Him…

Oh yes, my heart is “less restless” now…

Thought on election.

I’m saddened by the fact that, it’s affirmed that human are truly born selfish… And no body admits it…

GE13 is the much waited event for us. We waited since last year for it to happen. (We purposely plan no trip at all the whole year waiting for GE13.)

It’s finally happening and look at the arguments, speculation, manifesto…. I am truly sad. How selfish people could, to make comments all base on own benefit solely..

1st week as a catholic

This is a short journal of my feeling after becoming a catholic, bear with my long winded post. The spirit is high and can’t help it just to pen it down.

First Saturday, Chris wanted to go for a movie, I ask if I could op not to go. He gladly agrees that he will go with M&J and I can proceed to visit a store in town looking for some religious item. Along the journey, I got “led” to visit 2 parishes.

St Anthony at Jln Robertson. Never knew it existed. Next to it is Stella Maris secondary school. Since the church was empty, I got it all to myself to pray, adore the altar and the whole church. I made my 3 wishes as well. (I was told you could make 3 wishes on ur first visit to any church)

2nd stop St John cathedral. All catholic should know this place. Big church! Even the holy water also big container!!! Lol. There were wedding going on as well… Again I prayed and make my wishes there.

This is also where I read herald malaysia and knew my article was published. Finally. Click on the link if you want to read my sharing. Scroll down to find my pweeettie face. Title
Touched by God

So Saturday passes. I was joyous.

Sunday came, the moment… I joke to Chris that finally I no longer need to sit at the bench when he goes out to receive holy communion. And we have prep M&J that they will sit and wait for us. It was a jittery morning as Nate was really in bad mood and wouldn’t stop whining the whole session. He poop and wanted to be nursed all the time. And when it was almost time to go out to receive holy communion, I felt anxious, I felt “unworthy”…. Just like another “newly baptized” sister of ours, we were like sinners appearing to our Lord, to be at the banquet with Him….. I didn’t cry, but I felt “unworthy” for a moment and I pray to ask for forgiveness before I go out.

We were warn that temptation will persist in appearing to us, stirring doubts in us, hitting us and tries to bring us down to rock bottom, hang on to Him. So hang on to HIM I will.