Lord of my Dance

...5...4....3....2....1...HAPPY NEW YEAR!! *fireworks* Can't believe another year has come and gone. Another 525,600 minutes spent and never to be retrieved again. I remember exactly one year ago today I was in church for the Watchnite service(naturally). My close friend and ex-colleague, Bee was back and so were a lot of old friends I haven’t seen for a long time. Was so excited to see her and made an appointment to meet up so that we could catch up with each other the next day together with the “5 sisters”. Fast forward a year later, I’m in church for the Watchnite service again with the “fireworks” from the keyboard going off at the opportune time. After reflecting for the year gone by, here I am deciding whether to move on to another church. Part of the reason was because I felt I wasn’t growing much in the church and the fellowship of other believers who share my passion for studying the Word deeply was sadly lacking. The other part of the reason was because I felt that some o

It's that time of the year again where we exchange gifts with our friends and loved ones. Recently our young adults group had a Christmas get together and each one brought a gift to exchange with each other. I have always loved shopping for gifts, so given a budget of RM10, I went looking for a nice gift that can be unisex...after all what if a guy ends up getting a hairclip, what is he going to do with it? Start cross dressing? We had a lot of fun guessing what were in those mysterious looking and shaped packages. One of them were wrapped in just plain white paper but in the shape of a rocket. Another was wrapped up in layers and layers...and layers of paper! Happy unwrapping!! And another was wrapped up nicely but I think weighed about 2 kilos. The host happily tossed it over to one of the guys and it dropped with onto his lap and 'kena' his more tender parts of the body...Ouch!! If you guys are wondering what could have been that heavy...well wonder no more. He unwrapped

I managed to catch the "Narnia" movie when I was back in Ipoh for my post Christmas holidays. Since I read the whole set of books many, many....many years ago, I can't really remember all the details but I know the gist of the story. Actually when I first read the this particular book, the story kinda reminded me of the fairy tale called "Snow Queen". The story was about this evil Snow Queen and a couple. The Snow Queen kidnapped the boy and promised to make him king if he could piece together a mirror. The girl tried desperately to rescue him from the Snow Queen and in the end, as with fairy tales, they ended up together again destroying the evil Snow Queen. So in this particular book of the Narnia chronicles, the Witch reminded me of the Snow Queen but of course the story ended up very differently. In fact as the story progressed with the appearance of Aslan the Lion, and his willing surrender to the Witch's intentions in Edward's stead, it started to

I was still recovering from shock when I heard the news last night. I was following one of my friends to my church member's Christmas open house when she apologised that she didn't reply my sms earlier. Apparently she was in a daze cos Peggy, one of her friends was warded into ICU after a snatch thief tried to mug her. It was only 2 days ago when Peggy was happily chatting with my friend's little daughter in the car as she followed us to watch the Christmas presentation in our church. Now she is in a coma due to internal bleeding from the incident. Sometimes we cry and ask God "Why God? WHY???" But we praise God that she is already a Christian so if God should say her time is up, at least we know she is in a better place. I couldn't help but wonder, what if it was someone else who was not a Christian? What if that person had died? Did we do a good job in pointing this person to Christ during our Christmas presentation? Or was is just good entertainment

“Joyful, joyful, Lord we adore Thee…..” I never thought I’d grow tired of hearing this line but after hearing for about a few thousand times these past few weeks as we practiced for our Christmas presentation I kinda had about enough for one year. We nearly panicked as the day drew closer but thanks to God for His blessing and providence, we did it….after all, like most typical Malaysians, most of the preparation was done quite last minute. Being in charge of the hip hop dance number which was scheduled at the end of the show but was shifted to the beginning….at the very last minute….I had quite a number of challenges on the way to the final product. Initially I asked my dance instructor for help to choreograph the dance steps but due to both our busy schedule, we postponed it again and again. When we finally could find a time where we both could meet, he was suddenly down with high fever for a week! My dancers couldn’t wait to get started already since we only had about three more

This Christmas has really been a nostalgic one for me. I was window shopping these past few weeks for some Christmas gift ideas when I came upon Memory Lane the other day. What caught my eye was this little miniature wardrobe wrapped in bright, eye-catching colours. I was attracted to it and went in to take a closer look. It actually turned out to be a jewellery box shaped like a miniature wardrobe. It even has a little mirror inside and a turnstile inside one of the glass cabinets...to hang your necklaces in. Hmmm....good idea especially each time I take out my necklaces from my jewellery box, it all gets entangled and takes me forever to get them unentangled. Then nostalgia came in....I still remember how I got my first jewellery box. I think I was about six or seven of age and my favourite grandma used to come visit once in a while especially during the Christmas holidays. That particular Christmas, she came to visit and gave me a jewellery box for Christmas. It was made of

Maybe it's the Christmas ambience that makes you nostalgic and makes you think of home. Maybe it's been really that long since I went back to my hometown to spend time with my family. Or maybe it's because God has set eternity in our hearts and this longing for a place called HOME....a place where we feel where we really belong, which is in Heaven, at the feet of Jesus. I woke up this morning and just had this longing for HOME. My housemates just moved out of my house this week and so I'm all alone in the house again. I kinda welcomed the stillness and solitude after coming home to a house full of people for the past one year. Always being surrounded by people the whole day, I really treasure the opportunity to be alone and recharge my energy. And yet at times, I wished that I didn't come home to an empty house but to a house of people I love and who loved me and are glad to see me come home....especially miss my dog, Leesha. Why this unrest in my spirits? Thi

It's Christmas time!!! My favourite time of the year. I love the ambience and the mood...the Christmas carols. The Christmas decorations...the whole works. I was at Mid Valley recently and they decorated the place really well. It kind of reminded me of some magical Christmas dreamland....something like the land of Narnia. I took some pictures of the landscaping but since my handphone camera wasn't very good, it didn't really do justice to it. I really like the this one. It was like going into some sort of medieval castle....probably the Snow Queen's castle or something like that. Well, being an artistic person and pretty much a dreamer, I would have loved to do this kind of visual merchandising...if only just for fun. I love creating beautiful stuff and love to be surrounded by things of beauty. Just going up into this little "fantasy architecture" just kinda makes you forget time and just for a while, it seems you are in another place, another time..

The calendar boy is finally out in print!! I took it to his class last weekend and teased him about looking so fierce. He quickly took the postcard and tried to hide from view cos there were two other members with him then who also teased him when they saw the postcard. Haha...sorry lah. This is what you get when you pose for such publicity stunts. The photo really didn't do him justice and looked pretty fierce. Knowing him to be a pretty friendly guy, what you see is not what you get... Even got him to sign it for "memories sake". He was reluctant...feeling very "pai seh". He didn't like the picture either even though it was pretty difficult posing for it and even got scolded. There were only 6 featured in the Dec issue of New Tide. I guess the rest will be coming next month and the New Icon Feb issue would have another version of the calendar as well. Hmmm...I think the company is just trying to make a fast buck from us from this stunt. After al

Here's another hilarious article by Liz Curtis Higgs. Kinda like "Kids say the darnest things" and always good for a laugh. Enjoy! Guess What Junior Said Today … and maybe you wish he hadn't! Every mother thinks her offspring is hysterically funny. "You'll never believe what our four year old said," a woman in Topeka once assured me. Oh, I'll believe it, all right. I recently overheard my daughter, Lillian, phoning a friend. Her mother answered and asked Lillian if she wanted to leave a message—a new concept for my daughter. "A message?" Lillian said, dumbfounded. "Okay. Tell her to put my foot in her prayers." A big "Haaawwww!" slipped out of my mouth before I could stop it. (I've heard of putting your foot in your mouth, but in your prayers?) "Mo-ther!" Lillian whined, stamping her foot. The same foot she'd supposedly hurt a week earlier, the one with the Ace bandage, the one she'd danced on seco

I thought of inserting this hilarious article taken from the archives of "Today's Christian Women". The writer, Liz Curtis Higgs, is one of my favourite authors and she really knows how to tickle your laughing bones. I've always enjoyed reading her articles and thought of sharing this funny article in my blog. For more articles by her, you can check the archives of Today's Christian Women feature column, Life with Liz or Lighten Up . The Truth About Men ( and why they don't require an instruction manual ) After 13 happy years of marriage, I'm here to report that men are embarrassingly easy to understand. That's a blessing, considering when you hit 30, you're trying to figure out who you are. When you reach 40, you spend your days mind-melding with a teenager; at 50, you begin to wonder whatever happened to the aging parent you thought you knew. Realizing women could handle only so many unanswered questions, God graciously gave us fathers, brothe