Footprints in the Sand

~ Posted on Monday, August 9, 2010 at 1:10 PM ~

Looking at this picture of Ben carrying his favorite buddy Elmo, reminds me of the inspiring story of "Footprints in the Sand":

"One night I dreamed I was walking along the beach with the Lord.

Many scenes from my life flashed across the sky.

In each scene I noticed footprints in the sand.

Sometimes there were two sets of footprints, other times there was one only.

This bothered me because I noticed that during the low periods of my life, when I was suffering from anguish, sorrow or defeat, I could see only one set of footprints, so I said to the Lord, “You promised me Lord, that if I followed you, you would walk with me always.

But I have noticed that during the most trying periods of my life there has only been one set of footprints in the sand.

Why, when I needed you most, have you not been there for me?”

The Lord replied, “The years when you have seen only one set of footprints, my child, is when I carried you.”

Author: Mary Stevenson, 1936"

The first time I read this article (which was a few years ago), I just went "Woooowwww" that is just so freaking inspiring and awesome!

It's like whenever you think you're in the worst phase of your life, you felt alone and helpless and there is no one to turn to or to help you back up, think again!

God is there with you all along!!!

Imagine, if life is smooth and uneventful all the way from the moment you are born into the world till you die wouldn't that be sad? It's like you're living with no purpose! What use are you if you're just doodling through the day all life long? Your life is much better than that! And life on earth is too short to be wasted on doing NOTHING!

As a SAHM, I do now and then feel left out when I see the latest things happening to my ex-colleagues, friends and/or family members. It's like their life (be it working or personal) is so much more exciting than mine! They get to go to company trips, they get to go holidays here and there, and so on. Then I go on thinking, "I am alone within these 4 walls day in and day out with Ben. Their life are so happening outside compared to mine!"

But then, upon closer look, I noticed that there are some of them who grumbles about the coming week days of work. They dreaded the coming Monday (Monday blues so to speak) and that they don't want the weekends to end. (Heck, I too don't want the weekend to end but it's not like it makes much difference to me since  a SAHM works 24/7, 365!!) And by around 5pm or so, upon closer look again, statuses popping out on their Facebook walls, counting down the hours and minutes before the work day ends. FYI, I used to do that too, when I was serving my 1 month notice of resignation (I quit to become a SAHM but that aside, I feel if you are paid to do your work, you should do it honestly and do it for God!)

So, now, I think again... I shouldn't compare myself with the life of others. They get to go for trips, travellling, dinners, and so on, they get paid but are they happy with it? Are they doing it cos they need the money to survive? To maintain their lifestyle? Are they doing their job wholeheartedly and doing it for God?

Of course, I am not saying all of them are like that, but some of them are.

Read: Colossians 3:22-24 (NIV), Ecclesiastes 9:10 (NIV)

I came across this bible phrase years ago and since then, I told myself to do my work as if I'm working for God, not man. I do things that satisfies God and pleasing to Him.

Which is why when I quit my job and became a SAHM, I think it is the right thing to do.  I am in no way bragging that life as a SAHM is all glory and nice (one common perception by others is people think we became SAHM because we are rich and comfortable even with 1 less income to the family!)! I know we might have difficulties adjusting initially to one less income for the family but God is good! He provides ALL THE TIME!

So, back to the "Footprints in the Sand" topic, yeah, from now on, whenever I feel all alone at home with Ben, I'm going to remember this article. God is with me and Ben and He is watching and looking after us! Although I don't have those company perks anymore, no bonus, no annual leave, no medical leave, I know that  I'm doing the right thing and God is with us all the way!

Be Still!

~ Posted on Friday, August 6, 2010 at 10:00 AM ~

Sometime ago, I had a dream.

It was the most peaceful dream I have ever had in my life.

In that dream, I woke up to a vast of water all around me.

You see, the real me is terribly afraid of being that deep in water.

Anything past my waist gets me jittery. Thoughts of being drowned or losing my grip and then drowning and suffocating in the water terrifies me.

But yet, in the dream, I'm standing in the water, up to my shoulder length. And I know it's a dream.

I felt peaceful. I even told myself "This is nice, I could get used to this".

Everything is quiet. Not even the sound of water splashing or anything. The water is still.

And it was in this dream, I felt the presence of God.

I remembered telling myself, "If this is how life after death feels like, I have no fear of dying at all."

I remembered being so at ease and all the troubles in my mind just get washed away in all that water.

So in that dream, I just stood still and enjoy the peace and quiet and tranquility.

And I really felt God's presence with me.

I mean, how often do you get to dream this type of dream?

I just love love love this song!

"When the oceans rise
And the thunders roar
I Will soar with You
Above the storm
Father You are King
Over the flood
And I will be still
And know You are God"

 

Read: Numbers 6:26 (NIV), Psalm 46:10 (NIV), Exodus 14:14(NIV), Isaiah 43:2-3 (NIV)

Have a blessed weekend to you all!

It Happened on a Motorcycle...

~ Posted on Thursday, July 29, 2010 at 10:28 AM ~

Yeap... what you are about to read happened to me on a motorcycle... My dad's motorcycle to be precise. Now, to give you a quick idea of what you are going to read on, if you have never watched the movie "Wild Hogs", just have a look at this road hazard scene from the movie and I'll tell you a similar story of what happened to me long ago... something of an equivalent kinda gross incident... Please feel free to exit out of here if you haven't or just taken your food...I would really appreciate if you could click at the link and watched the video clip first before reading on...

So anyway, back to my story now... I think I was about 19 or 20 years old, working part-time as a sales girl in a souvenir shop and everyday to and fro, my dad will give me a ride on his motorcycle. His office is about 10 minutes away from my souvenir shop. So every morning, I'll be hitching a ride with him and when evening comes, I'll walk over to a bus stop half way between our working places and wait for him.

One day as usual, we were about 5 minutes into our journey home and I was listening to my Walkman while sitting behind my dad and out of nowhere, some insect just flew straight into my mouth.

My immediate reaction was of course to not crush it in my mouth and I quickly tried to spit it out, while not daring to even think what might it be. Gosh... out of so many things and vast space around me, and the insect chosed to jackpot straight into my mouth. And just in case you are wondering why it can go into my mouth... I said I was listening to my Walkman right? So listening to nice songs will make me sing along to the songs... Singing along to the songs will make me excited and opened my mouth wide as well (no one can hear my singing cos dad's motorcycle is pretty loud)

Imagine a girl in her late teens trying to spit out an insect which jetted into her mouth at high speed while riding on a motorcycle with her dad.

You think that is funny? Read on and promise me not to laugh... out LOUD...

Now, if only I have the spitting skills like this old man:

(*Image taken from Google image search)

But no... too bad... If I spit like the old man above, you wouldn't be able to be entertained by my funny story today.

So yeah... like I said, I can't spit like this old man.

With all my might, I managed to sort of dispel out the insects (remnants of it) from my mouth. Imagine blowing air bubbles with your mouth, only you do it real fast.. Uhuh, that was what I did. I air bubbled out the remnants of the insect from my mouth but because I was afraid of being able to taste the remnants of the insect in my mouth, I sort of gathered some saliva in my mouth so that the remnants of the icky insect parts doesn't stick in my mouth. But when I air bubbled everything out, yeap.... my saliva came out as well... because I panicked at the thought of tasting the insect in my mouth, I did everything fast and forgot the saliva in my mouth. And did I mentioned I CANNOT spit like the old man above?

And when you can't spit like the old man above and you are riding pillion of a fast moving motorcycle, the wind is blowing towards your direction. So everything pretty much dribbled back to myself... Luckily I wore a wind breaker but it was super gross enough that I now not only have remnants of insect body parts, I also have my saliva dribbling down my wind breaker as well... I think I'm grossing you guys out already with these details, so I'm just going to stop here by leaving some piece of advice:

* Don't sing and drive (or when you are on a motorcycle)

* If you really have to, spit to your left or right NOT to your front... (it might also land on your driver's helmet come to think of it hehehehe...)

So there you have it... my own version of road hazard story which happened on a motorcycle. This post is written as part of this week's Writer's Workshop.