
Will I Miss Out If I Wait on God?
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Whenever I don’t know which option is better, I know I can seek answers from the Bible and consult trusted elders and friends in church. But when it comes to the latter—committing to make the “better” choice, it becomes a matter of will: would I be willing to make the “better” choice?

Rediscovering the Hope of Christ Through Carols
Considering how often I hear Christmas carols, I’ve only just realised that I don’t really pay close attention to its words. It was during a recent chapel service at my university, when we sang “O Holy Night”, that the lyrics struck me

Why Should I Forgive Those Who Aren’t Sorry?
Have you ever forgiven someone who isn’t sorry for the way they hurt you?
After my 13th birthday, one of my parents started struggling with alcoholism. It was a scary and destabilising period. By the time I was 15, I discovered I held a lot of hate in my heart for this parent, and had traded my hope for healing with revenge.

What if I Just Don’t Want to Read the Bible or Pray?
Should I pray? Read the Bible? I knew I had been neglecting these, but when I finally had the time, I just wanted to plop into bed and scroll my phone.
Then the next day comes, and it’s the same thing all over again.

Celebrating Christ in the Shadow of Miscarriage
With “merry lattes” to go and gingerbread settlements taking over window displays, it is safe to say another Christmas has come calling. Yet, for me, it’s also another Christmas in the shadow of disease, social distancing, and degrees of despair.

How I Got into Ushering as An Introvert
Earlier this year, I signed up for something I didn’t think I would normally do—ushering. Being an introvert, I felt nervous at the thought of approaching fellow members to greet them.

I’m a Woman and I’m Addicted to Porn
It took a long time before I recognised my addiction for what it was, and even longer before I could consider myself an addict.
I thought I was just someone who liked to read a lot.

Is Freedom Possible if You Have Anxiety?
“What we’re trying to do is—even when the anxiety stays—help you learn to live with it,” said my therapist for the umpteenth time.
I know what my therapist said is true, but it’s still a hard pill to swallow.

The Day I Broke Down as a Parent—and Found Rest in Jesus
I was a complete mess. The husband was yet at another meeting, so I was stuck with two young children and a baby at witching hour.
When my son accidentally tipped his entire bowl of rice all over the floor—I completely lost it.
