Life is a fairy tale!

When I was a little girl, I dreamed to become one of those Disney princessses; pretty, innocent and ending up living happily ever after!

I'm pretty sure every young girl has dreams like mine. A beauty with a perfectly good heart, a life supported by good friends, and yes prince charming on the white horse! (I mixed Cinderella, Mulan, Sleeping Beauty and Snow White all together.)

As I grew older, things of this world I live in take me to the opposite side. Fairly tales do not seem to exist anymore. I felt like I wasn't pretty enough. I wasn't like those long-legged girls in the magazines.  Friends did hurt me. Major heartbreaks numbed my very heart. Looking around, THAT was nothing close to my childhood princess dream,NOTHING! I did not feel like a princess, not even close.

Despite the torrents of rejection and pain, deep down inside I hoped for something better than the world could offer. I still wanted to be a princess, not a super rich girl who lives in the castle, but a girl who is cherished as precious and loved.

Somehow it is even hard for me to believe in true love and fairly tales. How could a person like me be so loved and cherished? I am an ordinary girl (who's extraordinary crazy), imperfect, and actually I've made so many mistakes. Thank God, literally, I thank my God for making me a princess. A girl like me was redeemed, restored, and transformed.

"But God demonstrates his own love for us in this: While we were still sinners, Christ died for us." --Romans 5:8


I just want to remind you that Jesus is the Prince, not only in the fairly tale dream but in REAL LIFE. A prince laid his very life for us, princess! 
"This is how we know what love is: Jesus Christ laid down his life for us." 1 John 3:16a
His love for you and me is more than anything we could dream of. If you are still chained up at the bottom of the dungeon, Jesus Christ our prince can set you free.

A princess is one would leave ANYTHING behind and follow her true loving prince wherever he goes...


Lord, may you help us to leave everything behind and follow your will and walk in your way. May we do everything not from our own desires but for your righteousness and glory. Thank you for calling us yours and making us as white as snow. In jesus' name.  Amen.

Life is a miracle.

A life of the least is not less a miracle. Choose life.

Being an only child, I seldom need to ask for things from my family. Stuff is given to me without me asking (at least when I was younger). Living such comfortable life, I tend to think of me, myself and 'I', my future, my plans. Mine, mine, mine!  So many times I would just look at those folks who are doing better than me and compare. There are always smarter, taller, prettier girls out there. Thinking about them could eat my heart out.

Last month I got a chance to join a team of missionaries, awesome brothers. The team went to visit the kids who live the garbage dump and also villages of immigrants in the jungle. There, I found the most precious people, lovely and sincere. I fell in love with them.

I started thinking of what God himself sees the small ones who most people ignore. God sees them lovely and precious the way He sees you and me. I want to have that heart of God and those loving eyes of him.

A couple weeks later after I got back from the mission trip, I've found out about a one precious life, Wassana. At the age of 5 months old in the womb,  Wassana was almost murdered by her own mother. Her mother took the poisonous mixture. Do you know that a 5 month old fetal is big, it has fingernails and you can hear its heart beating already? Her survival is a miracle. The abortion that one time made her become like this. The girl is now 7 years old but she's only as big as a two-year-old. She cannot walk, cannot speak. She only lies in bed waiting to be fed. Our small group has known her grandmother. On a visit, we found out that she was very very sick, so we took her to the hospital.

Wassana's mom left her right after she gave birth. Her grandma was the one who raised up the girl. Everyone can tell that the old lady really loves her niece. But because of her job as a dish cleaner in a small food place, she has no money. That's why she was scared to take the girl to the doctors, she knew she wouldn't be able to afford anything. She'd kept Wassana at home and we're sure she's been taking the best care of the girl. Of course, that's not enough, the girl really needs the doctors. When we found her, she was suffering sputum in her tiny lungs. We sent her to the hospital.
Thank God we could get her the rights for disables which saves us the money for hospitalization. 

It's heart-wrenching, I know. The consequences of that one time decision impact an innocent girl's entire life. It brought me back to my memory. I actually knows someone, she's dearly close to my heart and once was told to get rid of her own baby. Back then, at the age of 15, having no father for the child, she could have chosen the abortion. The solution of the world. I'm thankful she was strong and stood her ground to keep the baby. Her boy is now a blessing and a hope to her and to me.

Two points to ponder...

First of all, what we can do is we can speak up for LIFE. The world is telling us it's okay to get rid of babies. It cuts off all other troubles. We've heard enough, haven't we? But we need to stand for the least. The holy Bible says "Speak up for those who cannot speak for themselves, for the rights of all who are destitute."--Proverbs 31:8.  And in Matthew 18:14, it says "In the same way your Father in heaven is not willing that any of these little ones should perish." Fight the battle when you can. 


Second of all, I need your prayer. I believe in God's miracles. Many times we see something as too big and impossible but don't forget our God cannot be underestimated by our own understanding.  Prayers of the saints are powerful. Would you take a moment to pray for Wassana? Pray for this little life of miracle. I wanna see her walk and talk and grow!


Please also pray for the mothers who are about to get an abortion. Pray that they'll change their minds. Pray for the innocent little ones of God. 


May God bless you.

Life is a rainbow...

Been going through 23 rainy seasons already, I am sometimes still considered as a young soul. I'm not sure at what age people say a life has begun. Some even say your life won't begin until you find your missing puzzle piece. Partly, I think that is true. My life, though, has started 23 years ago, but somehow it had never got close to being complete. Not til I found this one comfy place on the rainbow, I call it "Grace".

I do not like the rain, and I hate getting wet. Wandering around with my little umbrella, I ran for shelters the world offered from one to another. I seeked for acceptance and cried for attention. I felt secure when I looked like girls from the magazines. Makeup was so important that I could not live without. However, the acceptance and love the world gave me was so conditional and my happiness did not last. I yearned to be loved and cherished by a man who I tried to make him become the prince of my dream. Of course he failed me and I ended up hurting him greatly.
I believed in God and I loved him but I did not believe He was enough for me. I needed the 'extras' to perfect my princess dream.

Jesus is enough. The truest truth I simply ignored. He is my all in all. The acceptance I seeked is found here in Christ. No matter how ugly are the sins I commited, He sees me holy and beautiful. Jesus accepts me as who I am. He created me in his own image, beautiful and dignified. I'm not dependent on makeup or expensive clothes anymore. This is such a fresh understanding God's put into my heart. And for love, I see now that the relationship on earth is meant to be a reflection of the perfect intended fellowship that we have with God. Any mereman cannot fulfil all my needs. My truly desire is someone perfect, and Jesus Christ alone is perfect. Only He can fulfill my heart's desires. Psalm 107:9 says, "For He satisfiies the longing soul." Jesus became my Lord, my savior, my creator, my brother, my hope, my helper, my healer, my teacher, my example, my refiner, my purifier, my joy, my peace, my need, my wisdom, my all in all... Though His lavish grace, my very heart is satisfied.


My life is rainbow painted colorfully just for me by the one who created me, who knows me even more than I know myself. And at the end of the rainbow, one day, I'll see the love of my soul face to face.