ooh heaven is NOT a place on earth
there’s a song that goes…
this world is not my home
i’m just a passing through
my treasures are laid up, somewhere beyond the blue
the angels beckon me from Heaven’s open door
and i can’t feel at home in this world anymore
O Lord, you know i have no friend like you
if heaven’s not my home then Lord what will i do?
the angels beckon me from Heaven’s open door
and i can’t feel at home in this world anymore
guess this just sums up my year. friends are dead, friends of friends are dead. all young and promising. people losing hope in life, giving up their marriages, the office on fire, time is short..focusing on Jesus everyday! just got an sms from elaine asking about paulyn and friend’s arrival to their destination, tranisiting in bangkok. ah ma’s worried if her dear grand daughter has safely arrived or stuck in the troubled sawadee-ka airport. after some ’sorry, the subscriber is currently not available’ i begin to panic too…ding dong ding dong later, finally got another source saying they are all safe and have arrived their destination *wipe sweat*
where are your treausre? my kids, my family are such dear things to me. everything have to come to an end someday, like it or not. we all have to return to God someday. sigh…just that its hard to deal with the feely part of the it. God, be there to comfort me when i need you ok…
last sunday at our chinese service, once again i’m reminded in isaiah 61:1, 10
Spirit of the Sovereign LORD is on me,
because the LORD has anointed me
to preach good news to the poor.
He has sent me to bind up the brokenhearted,
to proclaim freedom for the captives
and release from darkness for the prisoners..I delight greatly in the LORD;
my soul rejoices in my God.
For he has clothed me with garments of salvation
and arrayed me in a robe of righteousness,
as a bridegroom adorns his head like a priest,
and as a bride adorns herself with her jewels.
it was a beautiful sermon in mandarin. i duno how to express it here…join me in my church chinese service no.149 geylang road #02-07 every sunday at 2pm.
are there still people you bear a grudge with 10years ago and forgotten but still ignoring that person? time to take a step back and just make up lah. whatever that could have happen, happened already. let God take over. Love your neighbour as yourself. its never an easy task to be a christian BUT it is easy to receive salvation. this whole year in church i’m reminded so many time how to be a christian…argh…so hard. dun criticise lah, remove the plank in your eye before removing the dust from your brother’s. its sad when its the ultimate christian who are the most critical. once again focus focus…what would Jesus do??
the sermon also mention something in the bible that says that Jesus not a handsome-handsome kinda man. its easy for brad pit to have many followers but it was because of what Jesus DID that attract the attention
my thoughts are jumble up, its friggin 2.30am yawn…anyhow have a blessed day people…must say this
GOD LOVE YOU!!
go bless someone today. no one to bless? wanna sponsor some goodybags for KK hospital ha ha ha…drop me a message.
wassup baby?!
sorry for the lousy mother update…let’s cut the story short…
- our dear friend died…ok ok passed away…which i would like remind all of you, please dun ignore your health. if got problem, follow doctor’s instruction and pray hard.
-MY OFFICE BUILDING ON FIRE last thursday…its been more then a week and now, ITS STILL THE SAME! but thank God nobody was harm. shall have a seperate blog on that…got hilarious story to share.

i got nice haircut and yummy food!!
- darlin dorothy is 6 months old! happy birthday baby! since last blog, dorothy had a nice hair cut by yours truly
- and i’m so thrill to announce…NO i am NOT pregnant but my colleague is ha ha ha…i’m thrill to let you all know DOROTHY START HER SOLID TODAY!! whoohooo…NOT gonna miss breastfeeding her ha ha ha evil mother. still continuing tho till the day the reservoir is dry
victoria is fevering now…3rd day already
and
WE BROKE OUR BED…dun ask why or how. cuz we wonder too! going ikea now! more on that soon…
packin up the bits and pieces…
bikermice complain my no update…awww….i have a fan!! heh heh…
too much has happen pass weeks since the goodbye of our dearest friend. as we are trying to get over the death of our friend, i find myself thinking and ven dreaming about him more. yikes! is he trying to tell me something like old people always says…he’s trying to bring message to someone thru my dreams. sometime i even wish quietly as i was queueing up for my morning bak chor mee at bendemeer market, that he will be himself, coming from behind me, tapping my shoulder and say hello Jasmine. he’s slightly slurred and short tongue voice still ring in my ears. today, bikermice played our wedding video which i dreaded to watch fearing of hearing his voice. as expected, when we saw him on screen, we try to be as causal but i could tell from the quivering in bikermice’s voice when my dad ask how old is he…he still misses his old buddy. yes a real buddy in times of war if it ever happen. oh no! who’s gonna partner bikermice now? me? ahh! i can’t run with a bazooka or dig trench i can only breastfeed and change diaper currently but i can share some laugh…can?
friends are all trying to come back together, to meet up and and catch up on the lost time and to also remember the dear friend who are no longer there. see! OHP, you’ve brought friends together, rest in peace now. you are a dear and precious friend to a lot of your bunk mate…they loved you. even though the casket is weeee little bit heavy but you ain’t heavy, YOU’RE THEIR BROTHER.
FOR HONOUR AND GLORY!
good bye seems to be the hardest word…too.
have you ever said good bye to someone and thinking that its the last time you gonna see that someone as he turns his back and walk away? its a tough year for me saying good bye forever to so many friends and relative. deleting their names from my handphone and email from my yahoo. nobody’s gonna manage their facebook anymore.
the good bye is forever…i wonder what so good about the bye.
bikermice’s buddy has finish his time here and have gone….well hopefully to a better place.
Dearest Hian Peng,
i wonder was it a painful day for you when it all happen or were you worried about that unsend email at work or if there is someone you wanted to say ‘i love you’ to but just can’t reach for the phone to sms. wish you could tell us. i’m glad i didn’t manage to convince bikermice not to meet you last week, not knowing that would be the last night, just you and him, sharing your day over a glass of cool beer, bet you miss that now.
bikermice miss you too…a lot.
its hard to ignore the fact that you no longer can ‘date’ my bikermice. it breaks my heart to know that bikermice now is one friend less. but you are forever in his heart n in our memory. your voice is forever in our wedding video. thank you for being w bikermice at his life changin moment of his life, in camp, putting on the red beret, weddings…thankyou for all the car rides that i’ve been in…i’ve always teel biekrmice i love your car. i’m sorry i didn’t do my job to share with you about the Creator but thank you for reminding us this day to share Christ with everyone. i hope that one time you came church meant something to you.
thank you for being a friend.
love,
Mrs Bikermice
is God really coming? have you done your duties? have you loved your neighbour as yourself or are you still sour with a friend. guess its not too late to be thick skin and make up…just in case they leave quietly…forever.
she talks again
the moment i open my eyes this morning, i saw the father of my daughters putting a gummy into victoria’s mouth. WHY A GUMMY IN THE MORNING? you ask. i wonder too!
mum: aiyo why eat gummy in the morning? have you finished your milk?
the first question was directed to the both of them and as i ask the action is putting the gummy in to her mouth with victoria’s eyes looking at me as though i’m gonna dig the gummy out from her mouth and she fast fast chew it.
mum: you cannot eat gummy in the morning. your engine haven’t even started yet and you haven’t had any breakfast…tsk!
the father walk out of the room. victoria stood at the doorway and contiue chewing the gummy…
vic: you say cannot eat gummy…
mum: yes.
vic: papa say can…NO GUMMY FOR YOU!
that why i always tell the father of my children, we need to be ONE parent not 2. like that both the papa and mama will NOT have gummy…not just me!
i got some moneeeey, you want?
ever receive THAT kinda of email? he calls me a friend and want to give me some millions of dollars!!
after he introduced himself…
…I had the intent to contact you for transaction of fund, worth the sum of ($25.2M usd) Twenty five Million Two Hundred Thousand U.S Dollars Into your personal bank account for the betterment of our progress; this should be an extremely confidential matter between me and you. On your assisting me to get this fund transferred into your bank account, the ratio of 30% of the total sum is for your share while 70% will be for me…
why should he gets seventy percent and i get only thirty? lousy offer…then he continue
I need your urgent response on assurance of trust that you will not deny my share when once the fund is transfer to your personal bank account, as I am a poor civil servant who depend only on my little monthly salary.
i also is a poor church mouse…change a job brudder!
he even gave me his home address. SEXISM?! and woah! try saying his country or states…this is not the full address, incase anyone of you try to get the money before me.
Home address: avenue sexism road no 24…..1713 Ouagadougou Burkina Faso.
i dun know what to do with my 7.56millions USD. any idea? i give you FIFTY PERCENT?
kekekek…