Had to go to the bank during my lunch break to do some personal stuff. You know what it's like going to a bank during lunch time on a weekday? Couldn't find a parking lot. The congested car park had about 6 cars waiting for a lot ahead of me. Drove out of that parking area. Told God He would provide. Even as I muttered that silently, my human mind wanted to turn off to another area where I thought I would have a higher chance of finding a parking space but I heard the Lord prompting me to drive to another car park (which is usually crowded with cars awaiting too). Was kind of reluctant but obeyed Him anyway and turned into the car park. There was another car waiting just ahead and a motorcycle parked illegally to my right. Decided to just put on my hazzard lights to wait. 20 seconds later, the motorcyclist climbed up his bike and moved off. 10 seconds after, the driver of a car on my right gestured to me that she was leaving. God provided me with a parking lot just exactly where I had stopped my car. Not a car length more, not a car length less. Isn't He amazing?
Okay, so you think, this woman's a bit bonkers, gloating over a parking lot God had seemingly provided her with. Well, I'm actually gloating over the fact that I obeyed Him and trusted Him AND it paid off. Now, it was just a teeny weeny parking lot. Not a very big leap of faith on my part. I didn't have much to lose by obeying Him in this case. But God desires us to really put our foot into it (so to speak). We're to take VERY BIG LEAPS OF FAITH and place our trust in Him in matters, big or small. That's the toughest part isn't it? To place our trust that He will take care of us in matters of utmost importance or relevance. Parking lot? Bah, easy peasy. Health? Love? Finances? Work? Problems? How do we keep our faith in Him to provide in such cases?
In my case, I need to be constantly reminded. I think God reminds me with small 'miracles' such as giving me a parking lot just because I trusted Him to provide me with one. It's not the first time and it won't be the last. If I can keep taking small steps to trust in Him, then I know I'm headed in the direction He would like me to take. Have a go and start trusting the Lord to provide, starting with the small stuff in your life. You may not always get the answer you are looking for but He knows better.
What started as a blog about hand painted shoes has become an online journal for a simple working mother, in search of Food for the Heart, Body, Soul and Mind.
31 Aug 2012
30 Aug 2012
Direct phone line to God
I was reading a stranger's post in a forum. He was deriding motivational speakers who thought themselves as having a direct phone line to God or something. Just this morning, as I was driving, I was thinking to myself and asking God, if people, to whom I had encouraged to start having conversations with God, wonder if I am too cocky or presumptuous, thinking I as having a holier-than-thou attitude. Perhaps some do but I've only really encouraged Catholic friends and hardly any strangers as far as I can recall. I did have to speak to some complete strangers but only with specific messages which were prompted by God. Most of whom I spoke to, seemed to genuinely want to have this connection with God.
As a continuation of my previous post on hearing God, I recently had an experience which I came out of, feeling quite pleased. Remember I often say that I can sense the evil one circling me, waiting for an opportunity to pounce? Well, it did recently. Actually, it TRIED and I nearly fell for its trap but this is where it helps to build your resistance to the evil one with the help of God. I didn't give in. In fact, I told it to get the h-- out of my life and go back to h--.
Anyhow, without going into details. I had felt extremely upset by a situation. I spent a whole night and whole day in a mish mash of emotions and prayer. By the end of the day, I had 'recovered'. I could see the bigger picture and had the realisation that it was just fantastic! The two weeks prior to this incident, I had been drawn into what I call intense conversations with God. I felt very loved by Him because of His words and His teachings. I could tell He knew me so well.
Then, I consciously expected something to take place. Expected what? A disruption from the evil one. When it did occur, my very human emotions took over and I was upset. At first, I could not see it for what it was. I didn't wallow in anger though. I turned to prayer. I asked God to take over and just submitted to Him, what was to come out of my mouth. Let my words be what He would want me to say. Let my thoughts be what He would want me to think. Let my actions be what He would want me to do.
It worked. I could literally feel the cloud of discontent lift and everthing fell into place. My emotions did a 180 degree turn. I thought to myself. What an affirmation it was that the feeling that I was in an intense 'relationship' with God was 100% REAL. How did I know? Because it bothered the evil one enough to come knocking on my door! It wanted to distract me. To derail me. To do whatever it would take to take my mind off God. If I had given in to the evil one's distractions, I really would have taken my mind off God and concentrated on the upsetting situation instead.
Instead, I was joyous. It was just wonderful! The realisation of this hit me like a train (in a good way). Even before I had 'solved' the issue, my emotions were already back on track and I began to feel even better than before the incident. Nothing explosive happened. Instead, the solution was amicably resolved. Yes, it helps to have connections, especially if the connection is with God. This direct phone line is even more precious when you know that there's some thing out there that is always looking for a chance to cut off your connection.
As a continuation of my previous post on hearing God, I recently had an experience which I came out of, feeling quite pleased. Remember I often say that I can sense the evil one circling me, waiting for an opportunity to pounce? Well, it did recently. Actually, it TRIED and I nearly fell for its trap but this is where it helps to build your resistance to the evil one with the help of God. I didn't give in. In fact, I told it to get the h-- out of my life and go back to h--.
Anyhow, without going into details. I had felt extremely upset by a situation. I spent a whole night and whole day in a mish mash of emotions and prayer. By the end of the day, I had 'recovered'. I could see the bigger picture and had the realisation that it was just fantastic! The two weeks prior to this incident, I had been drawn into what I call intense conversations with God. I felt very loved by Him because of His words and His teachings. I could tell He knew me so well.
Then, I consciously expected something to take place. Expected what? A disruption from the evil one. When it did occur, my very human emotions took over and I was upset. At first, I could not see it for what it was. I didn't wallow in anger though. I turned to prayer. I asked God to take over and just submitted to Him, what was to come out of my mouth. Let my words be what He would want me to say. Let my thoughts be what He would want me to think. Let my actions be what He would want me to do.
It worked. I could literally feel the cloud of discontent lift and everthing fell into place. My emotions did a 180 degree turn. I thought to myself. What an affirmation it was that the feeling that I was in an intense 'relationship' with God was 100% REAL. How did I know? Because it bothered the evil one enough to come knocking on my door! It wanted to distract me. To derail me. To do whatever it would take to take my mind off God. If I had given in to the evil one's distractions, I really would have taken my mind off God and concentrated on the upsetting situation instead.
Instead, I was joyous. It was just wonderful! The realisation of this hit me like a train (in a good way). Even before I had 'solved' the issue, my emotions were already back on track and I began to feel even better than before the incident. Nothing explosive happened. Instead, the solution was amicably resolved. Yes, it helps to have connections, especially if the connection is with God. This direct phone line is even more precious when you know that there's some thing out there that is always looking for a chance to cut off your connection.
29 Aug 2012
How do I hear God?
Wow. I was asked this yesterday. How do I hear God? Person asked me to please list this down because it was really difficult for this person to hear anything. I am not an expert. All I can say is I spent 41 years not hearing Him so I can identify with others who are trying desperately to hear Him but can't. I don't think I'm qualified or equipped to teach anyone how exactly to hear Him. I can only tell you the process I went through that allowed me to hear Him. Hopefully, my personal experience can be of some help to others.
God doesn't speak to me in an audible voice. There is no sound. It is the sound of silence (thanks, Simon and Garfunkel!). He speaks to me in my heart and mind. When we have our conversations, it is just like any conversation I have with a human. The usual manners of discourse. I speak. He speaks. I speak. He speaks. But if I speak to much, I sometimes don't calm myself down enough to hear Him. It is NOT a given. I DON'T always hear Him. I especially don't hear Him when I am not in the right frame of mind or if I have not prepared myself to hear Him.
Before I carry on, you are probably wondering, how sure can I be that I am hearing God? Sorry, I cannot say I am certain, if proof is what you need. I have no proof. Does a Christian need proof of God's existence to believe? No. We walk by faith alone. So I walk by faith alone. But can it be myself pretending to hear God? Yes, there is that possibility. Can it be the dark one speaking to me? Yes, I cannot rule that out. So how then do I know that it is really God speaking to me?
I didn't know at first what it was that I was feeling. All I know is that after I received the Outpouring of the Holy Spirit during the Life in the Spirit Seminar in 2009, I started getting promptings from within. There were words, sentences, which wanted to burst forth from me but I didn't know what that feeling was. I just knew that they wanted to come out. Then I learnt from post LISS sessions, that some people are able to 'hear' God. At first, I was too shy to even speak out these sentences or messages that were spurting forth from within me. I'd keep quiet for fear of ridicule. But then, someone else would say out these exact same messages or the words would appear somewhere. After a while, it just became too coincidental. I just knew then, that I was receiving the promptings from God. That was my first foray into being able to 'hear' Him.
Parallel to the above happening, I also started speaking and singing in Tongues. The first day I received the Gift of Tongues, I was already having long and emotional conversations with God. I hardly slept. Were they words from someone else? I doubt. I was given warnings of what was to come just because I had decided to pick up my cross and follow Him. It was to be a huge blessing from God and yet, the road ahead wasn't going to be easy. I was terrified.
Anyhow, that's how it started, In the beginning, I needed to pray in Tongues for a while prior to 'hearing' God. It was especially good if I sang in Tongues prior. Nowadays, I don't need to pray in Tongues first to break into conversation with Him. But I still do. If anything, it's only to ensure that it is God I am speaking to.
I have no proof it is God I hear but I did doubt once and this privilege was taken away from me. When it was gone, I was bereft. I tried and tried but could not hear. It was then that I realised, if it was now gone, then it was there before. I immediately knew that I had made a mistake. Repented and asked for God's forgiveness for my doubt. Thankfully, God saw me fit to hear Him again! So anyone, including you the reader, can doubt or think me crazy for all I care. But I will NEVER doubt that I can hear God.
I have my conversations with God anywhere and anytime I feel like it. If you see me driving and my mouth is moving AND there is no one else in my vehicle, it's God who's in the vehicle with me and I'm talking to Him! : ) Sometimes, I am in Adoration Room. It's hard to say why I need to be there when I can hear Him anywhere else. He has 'summoned' me there before and usually, it's because He has something important to say. I have never asked why it had to be said in Adoration Room but I knew it in my heart that He wanted me to be very sure that the message was coming from Him.
It's really tough when someone tells you to try to hear God. I couldn't for so many years and I had to receive the Outpouring of the Holy Spirit before I did. I had to confess my sins and be a completely empty vessel before I could be filled up by the Holy Spirit. The LISS facilitators prayed over me and they and I invited Holy Spirit to help me receive the Gift of Tongues (yes, I very much desired it) and I did. So praise God. This is in short, how I ended up 'hearing' God. I don't know if I can be hearing Him today if I had not gone through the whole process.
Many amazing things have taken place ever since I started having two-way conversations with God. I was not your typical 'holy holy' person. I am still not even that today. I am cheeky, slightly wild and very much crazy. But God loves me this way any way. You can have this loving relationship with God too. Empty yourself of sins, repent and invite Him into your life. It makes all the difference in the world.
God doesn't speak to me in an audible voice. There is no sound. It is the sound of silence (thanks, Simon and Garfunkel!). He speaks to me in my heart and mind. When we have our conversations, it is just like any conversation I have with a human. The usual manners of discourse. I speak. He speaks. I speak. He speaks. But if I speak to much, I sometimes don't calm myself down enough to hear Him. It is NOT a given. I DON'T always hear Him. I especially don't hear Him when I am not in the right frame of mind or if I have not prepared myself to hear Him.
Before I carry on, you are probably wondering, how sure can I be that I am hearing God? Sorry, I cannot say I am certain, if proof is what you need. I have no proof. Does a Christian need proof of God's existence to believe? No. We walk by faith alone. So I walk by faith alone. But can it be myself pretending to hear God? Yes, there is that possibility. Can it be the dark one speaking to me? Yes, I cannot rule that out. So how then do I know that it is really God speaking to me?
I didn't know at first what it was that I was feeling. All I know is that after I received the Outpouring of the Holy Spirit during the Life in the Spirit Seminar in 2009, I started getting promptings from within. There were words, sentences, which wanted to burst forth from me but I didn't know what that feeling was. I just knew that they wanted to come out. Then I learnt from post LISS sessions, that some people are able to 'hear' God. At first, I was too shy to even speak out these sentences or messages that were spurting forth from within me. I'd keep quiet for fear of ridicule. But then, someone else would say out these exact same messages or the words would appear somewhere. After a while, it just became too coincidental. I just knew then, that I was receiving the promptings from God. That was my first foray into being able to 'hear' Him.
Parallel to the above happening, I also started speaking and singing in Tongues. The first day I received the Gift of Tongues, I was already having long and emotional conversations with God. I hardly slept. Were they words from someone else? I doubt. I was given warnings of what was to come just because I had decided to pick up my cross and follow Him. It was to be a huge blessing from God and yet, the road ahead wasn't going to be easy. I was terrified.
Anyhow, that's how it started, In the beginning, I needed to pray in Tongues for a while prior to 'hearing' God. It was especially good if I sang in Tongues prior. Nowadays, I don't need to pray in Tongues first to break into conversation with Him. But I still do. If anything, it's only to ensure that it is God I am speaking to.
I have no proof it is God I hear but I did doubt once and this privilege was taken away from me. When it was gone, I was bereft. I tried and tried but could not hear. It was then that I realised, if it was now gone, then it was there before. I immediately knew that I had made a mistake. Repented and asked for God's forgiveness for my doubt. Thankfully, God saw me fit to hear Him again! So anyone, including you the reader, can doubt or think me crazy for all I care. But I will NEVER doubt that I can hear God.
I have my conversations with God anywhere and anytime I feel like it. If you see me driving and my mouth is moving AND there is no one else in my vehicle, it's God who's in the vehicle with me and I'm talking to Him! : ) Sometimes, I am in Adoration Room. It's hard to say why I need to be there when I can hear Him anywhere else. He has 'summoned' me there before and usually, it's because He has something important to say. I have never asked why it had to be said in Adoration Room but I knew it in my heart that He wanted me to be very sure that the message was coming from Him.
It's really tough when someone tells you to try to hear God. I couldn't for so many years and I had to receive the Outpouring of the Holy Spirit before I did. I had to confess my sins and be a completely empty vessel before I could be filled up by the Holy Spirit. The LISS facilitators prayed over me and they and I invited Holy Spirit to help me receive the Gift of Tongues (yes, I very much desired it) and I did. So praise God. This is in short, how I ended up 'hearing' God. I don't know if I can be hearing Him today if I had not gone through the whole process.
Many amazing things have taken place ever since I started having two-way conversations with God. I was not your typical 'holy holy' person. I am still not even that today. I am cheeky, slightly wild and very much crazy. But God loves me this way any way. You can have this loving relationship with God too. Empty yourself of sins, repent and invite Him into your life. It makes all the difference in the world.
28 Aug 2012
God sows the seed
I'm so excited. I've waited so long for this affirmation and finally God has in the past week, given me the seed to sow.
"And He who ministers seed to the sower will offer you bread to eat, and will multiply your seed, and will increase the growth of the fruits of your justice." ~ 2 Corinthians 9:10
I'll be honest. I've tried for years and years to get this project off the ground but it wouldn't budge. I was trying to move the boulder (so to speak) with my own strength. It was only when I placed it in the hands of God that it has finally moved. God sent me a very clear affirmation of what it is I have to do last week in prayer. Not only that, He has planted the first seed for me to sow. I can hardly contain my excitement because it is something that comes naturally to me.
Although it is very possible for God (I'm speaking from experience and you should really get used this) to maybe ask you to do something completely opposite to what you would usually do, God has not asked me to go Bungy jump, climb Mount Everest or train for a Triathlon (phew!). He knows. He knows. He knows that would so not be me (phew again!). He knows my strengths, he knows my weaknesses and I'm so glad that it took so long but he finally thinks I'm ready for it. It took years for me to receive His affirmation. Are you ready to wait it out?
For the moment, I'm not going to say what it is. I'll have to work hard at it. I'll have to put in my humanly effort but as long as I do so, I know that God will take care of the rest. He has told me so and I believe and trust in Him. He wants me to take care of what I have to take care of and he will do the rest. THAT is just wonderful assurance from Him!
It took me 44 years to realise it but I finally understand it and am trying to practise it. I am nothing without God. It is He who decides if I live or die. It is He who provides. He is my sole provider. All provision is from Him. Praise be Jesus!
"And He who ministers seed to the sower will offer you bread to eat, and will multiply your seed, and will increase the growth of the fruits of your justice." ~ 2 Corinthians 9:10
I'll be honest. I've tried for years and years to get this project off the ground but it wouldn't budge. I was trying to move the boulder (so to speak) with my own strength. It was only when I placed it in the hands of God that it has finally moved. God sent me a very clear affirmation of what it is I have to do last week in prayer. Not only that, He has planted the first seed for me to sow. I can hardly contain my excitement because it is something that comes naturally to me.
Although it is very possible for God (I'm speaking from experience and you should really get used this) to maybe ask you to do something completely opposite to what you would usually do, God has not asked me to go Bungy jump, climb Mount Everest or train for a Triathlon (phew!). He knows. He knows. He knows that would so not be me (phew again!). He knows my strengths, he knows my weaknesses and I'm so glad that it took so long but he finally thinks I'm ready for it. It took years for me to receive His affirmation. Are you ready to wait it out?
For the moment, I'm not going to say what it is. I'll have to work hard at it. I'll have to put in my humanly effort but as long as I do so, I know that God will take care of the rest. He has told me so and I believe and trust in Him. He wants me to take care of what I have to take care of and he will do the rest. THAT is just wonderful assurance from Him!
It took me 44 years to realise it but I finally understand it and am trying to practise it. I am nothing without God. It is He who decides if I live or die. It is He who provides. He is my sole provider. All provision is from Him. Praise be Jesus!
27 Aug 2012
The feeling of being let down
The feeling of being let down is possibly one of the worst ever. You're dumbfounded. Shocked. Surprised. Puzzled. Disappointed. Pissed. Sad. Angry. Insane. Probably all of the above and more.
I have been let down by humans. Over and over again. But I guess I am still counting my blessings. There are people who feel they've been let down by God. I've not reached that stage yet. I possibly could. That's why I have to strengthen myself in faith all the time. I'm only human. I'm not a saint. I can never say never, that I would never ever feel let down by God. I KNOW that God won't ever let you down but I can never ever say, I will never turn away from God. How sure am I of that? I hold on to the Almighty with all my human might and I say I never want to, but I won't ever know, will I? I never want to but the evil one wants me to. So it plunders and plunders into the depths of my heart, stabbing, piercing and hurting me. The evil one doesn't come to me in a red suit wielding his fork. The evil one uses humans around you and me. Humans who are at their weakest, spiritually. Ah, the pain of being let down. By humans whom you thought you could always rely on. Humans you thought you knew so well. Humans you thought would always be true to you, the way you are to them. Sometimes, it's a long cycle. You're let down, you get your apologies, then you're let down again and then you get your apologies. You do the same to people. I'm no acception. How tiring and trying. I'm just beginning to see how tiresome this can be for God, hearing our apologies and forgiving us our sins committed over and over again. How do we ensure that we can pick ourselves up after being let down or how do we ensure we don't let God or others down again?
Far be it for me to teach you how to strengthen your faith when mine is in shambles. I can only say that I talk to God more often. I pray. I just talk, like I would a friend. A friend I respect. A friend whom I can reply on. I joke with Him. I ask Him questions. I'm sometimes apologetically upset. By that, I mean, I'm half angry with people or even Him and half apologetic for daring to be angry. I tell Him exactly how I feel and what I'm going through (even though He already knows). I basically just talk. Then I listen. The listening part is probably the hardest. It always makes it easier to hear Him after I've prayed in tongues.
When I do hear Him, He can only be awesome. God is the best counsel. Try it. It may work for you. If you don't hear Him, it's not because He's silent. Open your heart and listen. It's probably never going to be an audible voice of God speaking, if that's what you're looking for. It's the message that flows into your mind and heart. It's like a person speaking but in a silent language that only you can hear. Then you have to discern if it is God speaking to you. I have my conversations with Him while driving, while showering, while lying on the bed in darkness or I usually spend time in Adoration Room if I'm looking for no interruptions and if I am discerning. Adoration Room is my favourite. I don't have audible conversations with God in there. I hear Him and He hears me : ) We have silent bantering.
Just find a pocket of time to do it. If you can eventually do so, you may even do it while crossing a crowded intersection with hundreds of others swirling around you. I prefer privacy but hey, whatever works for you.
It is God and only God who can give you strength. Draw your strength from Him. When all the humans on this planet have let you down, you still have God. He won't let you down.
"But remember the Lord your God, He himself has provided you with strength so that He may fulfill his covenant, about which He swore to your fathers, just as the present day reveals." ~ Deuteronomy 8:18
I have been let down by humans. Over and over again. But I guess I am still counting my blessings. There are people who feel they've been let down by God. I've not reached that stage yet. I possibly could. That's why I have to strengthen myself in faith all the time. I'm only human. I'm not a saint. I can never say never, that I would never ever feel let down by God. I KNOW that God won't ever let you down but I can never ever say, I will never turn away from God. How sure am I of that? I hold on to the Almighty with all my human might and I say I never want to, but I won't ever know, will I? I never want to but the evil one wants me to. So it plunders and plunders into the depths of my heart, stabbing, piercing and hurting me. The evil one doesn't come to me in a red suit wielding his fork. The evil one uses humans around you and me. Humans who are at their weakest, spiritually. Ah, the pain of being let down. By humans whom you thought you could always rely on. Humans you thought you knew so well. Humans you thought would always be true to you, the way you are to them. Sometimes, it's a long cycle. You're let down, you get your apologies, then you're let down again and then you get your apologies. You do the same to people. I'm no acception. How tiring and trying. I'm just beginning to see how tiresome this can be for God, hearing our apologies and forgiving us our sins committed over and over again. How do we ensure that we can pick ourselves up after being let down or how do we ensure we don't let God or others down again?
Far be it for me to teach you how to strengthen your faith when mine is in shambles. I can only say that I talk to God more often. I pray. I just talk, like I would a friend. A friend I respect. A friend whom I can reply on. I joke with Him. I ask Him questions. I'm sometimes apologetically upset. By that, I mean, I'm half angry with people or even Him and half apologetic for daring to be angry. I tell Him exactly how I feel and what I'm going through (even though He already knows). I basically just talk. Then I listen. The listening part is probably the hardest. It always makes it easier to hear Him after I've prayed in tongues.
When I do hear Him, He can only be awesome. God is the best counsel. Try it. It may work for you. If you don't hear Him, it's not because He's silent. Open your heart and listen. It's probably never going to be an audible voice of God speaking, if that's what you're looking for. It's the message that flows into your mind and heart. It's like a person speaking but in a silent language that only you can hear. Then you have to discern if it is God speaking to you. I have my conversations with Him while driving, while showering, while lying on the bed in darkness or I usually spend time in Adoration Room if I'm looking for no interruptions and if I am discerning. Adoration Room is my favourite. I don't have audible conversations with God in there. I hear Him and He hears me : ) We have silent bantering.
Just find a pocket of time to do it. If you can eventually do so, you may even do it while crossing a crowded intersection with hundreds of others swirling around you. I prefer privacy but hey, whatever works for you.
It is God and only God who can give you strength. Draw your strength from Him. When all the humans on this planet have let you down, you still have God. He won't let you down.
"But remember the Lord your God, He himself has provided you with strength so that He may fulfill his covenant, about which He swore to your fathers, just as the present day reveals." ~ Deuteronomy 8:18
23 Aug 2012
The Secret and The Truth
I've never heard of the DVD or Book 'The Secret' until yesterday. I stumbled upon it accidentally on YouTube. It teaches the Law of Attraction which is in a nutshell, positive thinking being able to draw good stuff into your life. The person behind 'The Secret' is Rhonda Byrne, an Australian.
Time has seen many of such teachings come and go. I did listen and watch with an open mind. Googled to find out more (isn't that what one does nowdays when we say we 'researched the subject'? One Googles!) and it's been on my mind somewhat. No, I've not been brainwashed. Nor have I subscribed to the teachings blindly. I've read quite a few positive thinking books and listened to some speakers in my lifetime. Felt very rah-rah motivated for a short while. Felt like I could conquer anything but the high has never lasted. You come crashing down to earth and junk the book or speaker into the 'it-doesn't-work-for-me' pile. The difference between reading such stuff back then and now is, now, I have the Bible to compare to AND I am careful to discern if it contradicts Christianity.
I'd like to say that prior to learning about 'The Secret', I was probably living in a hole (since 'The Secret' seems to be very well known) but, I can't. I mean, I can't say that; that I had been living in a hole because, I HAD ALREADY BEEN living in a hole PRIOR to receiving the outpouring of the Holy Spirit. All the years prior to my Life in the Spirit Seminar, I had been living in a hole then I crawled out and basked in God's loving light thereafter! Have not crawled back in since then and do not ever intend to again!
The reason why I think this warrants my attention is because a week before I learnt of 'The Secret', God impressed upon me that He hears my prayers AND He wants me to start living 100% joyfully AND He wants me to rejoice in thanksgiving for His blessings. Specifically, He wants me to rejoice and thank Him for things I've not yet received because I am going to receive them. I don't know if any of this makes sense to you. It came as a shock to me and really made me sit up when I received the message.
'The Secret' advocates, you ASK, you BELIEVE and you RECEIVE. First off, let me say that people have argued till the cows come home, that Rhonda Byrne's teaching may or may not be taken Biblically. I don't care to go indepth because I'm not ditching the Bible for 'The Secret'. To me, the TRUTH is the BIBLE. There is no other secret to Life. God is the Truth. Jesus is the way, the truth, the life. There is, I repeat, no other secret to it. But one has to discover the truth just like one discovers a secret. I'm not at all comfortable with solely giving into a New Age teaching about how the Universe can vibrate back the positive vibes which you send out. I believe strictly that God avails His Blessings on us (and it is His choice what He avails to us and sometimes, it's not what we expect) but we always have choices to make which can see good or bad end-results for us. Sometimes, God who knows better, will not avail some options to us. That is beyond my comprehension but as I always say, I am only Human. I will never understand and it is not my position to understand. I am only a servant of God. I am dust. I say this in a respectful way. I am not being sarcastic. I am truly only dust. Who am I? It is all up to God to avail His blessings upon me. The Truth has already been written, why would I need The Secret? But I thought it was a good pick-me-up, you know, it's always good to remain positive as opposed to thinking negatively.
'The Secret' advocates, asking (yes, I've already done that), believing (ah....HAVE I DONE THIS ENOUGH?) and receiving (this is a tough one and I'm still working on it). Do I have enough faith to believe that God has already heard my prayers? Why do I keep asking over and over and over again, for the same thing? Do I actually think He cannot hear me? Do I think He refuses to hear me? Do I think He'll ever hear me?
Where is my faith and trust in God's power to overcome all things? I say He is the Almighty? I pray to Him but how much do I believe that He actually hears me?
The Bible says, "Ask, and it shall be given you; seek, and ye shall find; knock, and it shall be opened unto you. For every one that asketh receiveth; and he that seeketh findeth; and to him that knocketh it shall be opened" ~ Matthew 7:7-8
I think God got tired of my broken record, thus, His message to me.
I feel that God is saying I've gotten it all wrong. I keep asking in prayer. Asking. Asking. Asking. Then Asking. Asking. Asking. Asking. Ok, in between, I may wonder, when? When is God going to answer my prayers? Will He ever?
I feel that God is telling me He hears me and to place my complete trust in Him that He will avail unto me His blessings and more of what He thinks will be good for me and I am to be happy and glad.
If you are like me, praying and asking for the same thing over and over again like a broken record and believing little that God hears you (because you keep asking again, right?) I leave you with Psalm 116. It's so beautiful and apt.
PSALM 116
116:1 I love the LORD, because he hath heard my voice and my supplications.
116:2 Because he hath inclined his ear unto me, therefore will I call upon him as long as I live.
116:3 The sorrows of death compassed me, and the pains of hell gat hold upon me: I found trouble and sorrow.
116:4 Then called I upon the name of the LORD; O LORD, I beseech thee, deliver my soul.
116:5 Gracious is the LORD, and righteous; yea, our God is merciful.
116:6 The LORD preserveth the simple: I was brought low, and he helped me.
116:7 Return unto thy rest, O my soul; for the LORD hath dealt bountifully with thee.
116:8 For thou hast delivered my soul from death, mine eyes from tears, and my feet from falling.
116:9 I will walk before the LORD in the land of the living.
116:10 I believed, therefore have I spoken: I was greatly afflicted:
116:11 I said in my haste, All men are liars.
116:12 What shall I render unto the LORD for all his benefits toward me?
116:13 I will take the cup of salvation, and call upon the name of the LORD.
116:14 I will pay my vows unto the LORD now in the presence of all his people.
116:15 Precious in the sight of the LORD is the death of his saints.
116:16 O LORD, truly I am thy servant; I am thy servant, and the son of thine handmaid: thou hast loosed my bonds.
116:17 I will offer to thee the sacrifice of thanksgiving, and will call upon the name of the LORD.
116:18 I will pay my vows unto the LORD now in the presence of all his people.
116:19 In the courts of the LORD's house, in the midst of thee, O Jerusalem. Praise ye the LORD.
Time has seen many of such teachings come and go. I did listen and watch with an open mind. Googled to find out more (isn't that what one does nowdays when we say we 'researched the subject'? One Googles!) and it's been on my mind somewhat. No, I've not been brainwashed. Nor have I subscribed to the teachings blindly. I've read quite a few positive thinking books and listened to some speakers in my lifetime. Felt very rah-rah motivated for a short while. Felt like I could conquer anything but the high has never lasted. You come crashing down to earth and junk the book or speaker into the 'it-doesn't-work-for-me' pile. The difference between reading such stuff back then and now is, now, I have the Bible to compare to AND I am careful to discern if it contradicts Christianity.
I'd like to say that prior to learning about 'The Secret', I was probably living in a hole (since 'The Secret' seems to be very well known) but, I can't. I mean, I can't say that; that I had been living in a hole because, I HAD ALREADY BEEN living in a hole PRIOR to receiving the outpouring of the Holy Spirit. All the years prior to my Life in the Spirit Seminar, I had been living in a hole then I crawled out and basked in God's loving light thereafter! Have not crawled back in since then and do not ever intend to again!
The reason why I think this warrants my attention is because a week before I learnt of 'The Secret', God impressed upon me that He hears my prayers AND He wants me to start living 100% joyfully AND He wants me to rejoice in thanksgiving for His blessings. Specifically, He wants me to rejoice and thank Him for things I've not yet received because I am going to receive them. I don't know if any of this makes sense to you. It came as a shock to me and really made me sit up when I received the message.
'The Secret' advocates, you ASK, you BELIEVE and you RECEIVE. First off, let me say that people have argued till the cows come home, that Rhonda Byrne's teaching may or may not be taken Biblically. I don't care to go indepth because I'm not ditching the Bible for 'The Secret'. To me, the TRUTH is the BIBLE. There is no other secret to Life. God is the Truth. Jesus is the way, the truth, the life. There is, I repeat, no other secret to it. But one has to discover the truth just like one discovers a secret. I'm not at all comfortable with solely giving into a New Age teaching about how the Universe can vibrate back the positive vibes which you send out. I believe strictly that God avails His Blessings on us (and it is His choice what He avails to us and sometimes, it's not what we expect) but we always have choices to make which can see good or bad end-results for us. Sometimes, God who knows better, will not avail some options to us. That is beyond my comprehension but as I always say, I am only Human. I will never understand and it is not my position to understand. I am only a servant of God. I am dust. I say this in a respectful way. I am not being sarcastic. I am truly only dust. Who am I? It is all up to God to avail His blessings upon me. The Truth has already been written, why would I need The Secret? But I thought it was a good pick-me-up, you know, it's always good to remain positive as opposed to thinking negatively.
'The Secret' advocates, asking (yes, I've already done that), believing (ah....HAVE I DONE THIS ENOUGH?) and receiving (this is a tough one and I'm still working on it). Do I have enough faith to believe that God has already heard my prayers? Why do I keep asking over and over and over again, for the same thing? Do I actually think He cannot hear me? Do I think He refuses to hear me? Do I think He'll ever hear me?
Where is my faith and trust in God's power to overcome all things? I say He is the Almighty? I pray to Him but how much do I believe that He actually hears me?
The Bible says, "Ask, and it shall be given you; seek, and ye shall find; knock, and it shall be opened unto you. For every one that asketh receiveth; and he that seeketh findeth; and to him that knocketh it shall be opened" ~ Matthew 7:7-8
I think God got tired of my broken record, thus, His message to me.
I feel that God is saying I've gotten it all wrong. I keep asking in prayer. Asking. Asking. Asking. Then Asking. Asking. Asking. Asking. Ok, in between, I may wonder, when? When is God going to answer my prayers? Will He ever?
I feel that God is telling me He hears me and to place my complete trust in Him that He will avail unto me His blessings and more of what He thinks will be good for me and I am to be happy and glad.
If you are like me, praying and asking for the same thing over and over again like a broken record and believing little that God hears you (because you keep asking again, right?) I leave you with Psalm 116. It's so beautiful and apt.
PSALM 116
116:1 I love the LORD, because he hath heard my voice and my supplications.
116:2 Because he hath inclined his ear unto me, therefore will I call upon him as long as I live.
116:3 The sorrows of death compassed me, and the pains of hell gat hold upon me: I found trouble and sorrow.
116:4 Then called I upon the name of the LORD; O LORD, I beseech thee, deliver my soul.
116:5 Gracious is the LORD, and righteous; yea, our God is merciful.
116:6 The LORD preserveth the simple: I was brought low, and he helped me.
116:7 Return unto thy rest, O my soul; for the LORD hath dealt bountifully with thee.
116:8 For thou hast delivered my soul from death, mine eyes from tears, and my feet from falling.
116:9 I will walk before the LORD in the land of the living.
116:10 I believed, therefore have I spoken: I was greatly afflicted:
116:11 I said in my haste, All men are liars.
116:12 What shall I render unto the LORD for all his benefits toward me?
116:13 I will take the cup of salvation, and call upon the name of the LORD.
116:14 I will pay my vows unto the LORD now in the presence of all his people.
116:15 Precious in the sight of the LORD is the death of his saints.
116:16 O LORD, truly I am thy servant; I am thy servant, and the son of thine handmaid: thou hast loosed my bonds.
116:17 I will offer to thee the sacrifice of thanksgiving, and will call upon the name of the LORD.
116:18 I will pay my vows unto the LORD now in the presence of all his people.
116:19 In the courts of the LORD's house, in the midst of thee, O Jerusalem. Praise ye the LORD.
17 Aug 2012
Criteria for a spouse
Recently, I got talking to a Foreign Labourer and he told me that he was getting married next year. I asked him if he had been matchmade and he said his mother had found the woman for him. Asked him if he'd even seen her photo and he said there was no need for that. He had told his mother, that as long this woman could look after her, he was okay with his mother's choice! What!?!
I was driving at the time of our conversation and nearly choked on my saliva when he said that. Gave him a piece of mind and asked him if he thought the purpose of his wife was to look after his mother? I chided him and told him he had better love his wife after their marriage or not marry at all! In a very naggy way, I repeated that to him several times!
Sheepishly, he said he totally agreed with me, that after he marries this woman, he would have to love his wife as much as he loved his mother. We had a healthy exchange of bantering thereafter with both parties agreeing that until the end of time, a wife would never be able to 'compete' with a mother, even if a wife wasn't ever in competition with a mother!
His criteria for a wife was so simple. 'No need see. I say to my mother, you choose. If she can look after you, I am OK already'.
I look at my husband of 21 years, looking after one of my parents, who is now in hospital. He's been there quietly, taking care of both sets of parents, in his own way, within his capacity. When all the roses have died, the chocolates have melted and the gentle caresses given way to rough handling by calloused palms, I wonder, is this Foreign Labourer's words truer than what I had given him credit for?
I was driving at the time of our conversation and nearly choked on my saliva when he said that. Gave him a piece of mind and asked him if he thought the purpose of his wife was to look after his mother? I chided him and told him he had better love his wife after their marriage or not marry at all! In a very naggy way, I repeated that to him several times!
Sheepishly, he said he totally agreed with me, that after he marries this woman, he would have to love his wife as much as he loved his mother. We had a healthy exchange of bantering thereafter with both parties agreeing that until the end of time, a wife would never be able to 'compete' with a mother, even if a wife wasn't ever in competition with a mother!
His criteria for a wife was so simple. 'No need see. I say to my mother, you choose. If she can look after you, I am OK already'.
I look at my husband of 21 years, looking after one of my parents, who is now in hospital. He's been there quietly, taking care of both sets of parents, in his own way, within his capacity. When all the roses have died, the chocolates have melted and the gentle caresses given way to rough handling by calloused palms, I wonder, is this Foreign Labourer's words truer than what I had given him credit for?
16 Aug 2012
The Aged Sick
Once, I knew a 'young' lady, who had to grow up fast because she had to take care of her aged parents. She was the youngest of a whole string of kids and as she was unmarried and without her 'own family' to take care of, the task of looking after her aged parents fell upon her young shoulders. It wasn't that her siblings were estranged but it just seemed natural for them to just pass the buck on to her. Whether a willing partner or not, she took it upon herself to accept the task.
She gave up her chance to go to University because she had to get a job to feed the family. A serious saver, she would scrimp and save and a few years into her career, she found she could finally afford to hire a foreign domestic worker to look after them, thus freeing her to finally, work and at the same time, pursue her studies further.
No, this story is not about me. I'm not that self-sacrificing an earthling. I complain alot about anything and everything and I also hypocritically, remind myself to thank God for everything. This happened to a young girl barely out of her teens. And now, it's happening to me; the reality of having to take care of our aged parents. But I'm in my forties. She was in her early twenties! I think back and wonder, what she must have been thinking back then, what love she must have had for her parents and siblings to sacrifice so much. Was she sad, watching life pass her by? Or was taking care of her sick and aged parents, all the life she needed?
Hubs and I have both sets of parents who are no longer young and have their fair share of health woes. We won't qualify as greatly grateful, obedient and filial kids. We just do what we can within our capacities. We have our teenage kids to look after, our own health issues to tackle and on top of a multitude of other problems, there is the responsibility to see our parents through their sunset years. Sounds familiar? You can identify? Let's just say, the road has been bumpy, dealing with erm, 'special needs'.
On a daily basis, I continue to pray for God to hold me up in strength and keep me sane. He does. I'm not depressed. I'm NOT. I've spoken to depressed people and trust me, I can get depressed just listening to them. I can tell the difference. I'm not ignoring the issues I have to deal with but am trying to be proactive in finding the best way to handle them if I cannot find solutions to them.
I try not to dwell on the negative. Instead, I remain positive by counting my blessings. Even if God knows my heart and hears my hypocrisy, even if I am paying lip service, I make sure I thank God for all His blessings; good OR bad. He knows my heart. Yes, he does. He also hears my cries. Yes, he does. I know it because I hear Him telling me so. Thus, I wait upon Him; patience tested, emotions and energy quite depleted but spiritually full.
My life experience so far, has not been ordinary. My stories would probably be good fodder for some gossip magazine. Perhaps another person who isn't held up by God's strength would have long thrown in the towel. But.... I've always wanted to take the road less travelled so I'll answer my own 'whys' and say, I don't know why God does what He does but God definitely knows me better than I do.
She gave up her chance to go to University because she had to get a job to feed the family. A serious saver, she would scrimp and save and a few years into her career, she found she could finally afford to hire a foreign domestic worker to look after them, thus freeing her to finally, work and at the same time, pursue her studies further.
No, this story is not about me. I'm not that self-sacrificing an earthling. I complain alot about anything and everything and I also hypocritically, remind myself to thank God for everything. This happened to a young girl barely out of her teens. And now, it's happening to me; the reality of having to take care of our aged parents. But I'm in my forties. She was in her early twenties! I think back and wonder, what she must have been thinking back then, what love she must have had for her parents and siblings to sacrifice so much. Was she sad, watching life pass her by? Or was taking care of her sick and aged parents, all the life she needed?
Hubs and I have both sets of parents who are no longer young and have their fair share of health woes. We won't qualify as greatly grateful, obedient and filial kids. We just do what we can within our capacities. We have our teenage kids to look after, our own health issues to tackle and on top of a multitude of other problems, there is the responsibility to see our parents through their sunset years. Sounds familiar? You can identify? Let's just say, the road has been bumpy, dealing with erm, 'special needs'.
On a daily basis, I continue to pray for God to hold me up in strength and keep me sane. He does. I'm not depressed. I'm NOT. I've spoken to depressed people and trust me, I can get depressed just listening to them. I can tell the difference. I'm not ignoring the issues I have to deal with but am trying to be proactive in finding the best way to handle them if I cannot find solutions to them.
I try not to dwell on the negative. Instead, I remain positive by counting my blessings. Even if God knows my heart and hears my hypocrisy, even if I am paying lip service, I make sure I thank God for all His blessings; good OR bad. He knows my heart. Yes, he does. He also hears my cries. Yes, he does. I know it because I hear Him telling me so. Thus, I wait upon Him; patience tested, emotions and energy quite depleted but spiritually full.
My life experience so far, has not been ordinary. My stories would probably be good fodder for some gossip magazine. Perhaps another person who isn't held up by God's strength would have long thrown in the towel. But.... I've always wanted to take the road less travelled so I'll answer my own 'whys' and say, I don't know why God does what He does but God definitely knows me better than I do.
14 Aug 2012
Working Mother's Nasi Lemak
Had an idea to cook my version of Nasi Lemak for dinner last night. Great idea for my family but bad idea to cook such a dish on a Monday night after returning from work. I didn't even have time to do my thin egg slices which is usually a must for me. Just no time. Poor things waited till 9pm for their dinner!
Nasi Lemak ~ side dishes to accompany the coconut milk rice
My rice did not turn out nice looking at all. I was also too panicky at the outcome to think of taking pictures of it! I'd run out of my usual brand of long grained rice and had used our existing stock of short grained rice instead. It's great for porridge but too sticky for Nasi Lemak. When I opened the rice pot, I nearly died of shock. It's the first time I've cooked Nasi Lemak that my rice turned out so bad looking. There was a layer of coconut milk sitting at the top of the rice and even the pandan leaves had floated to the top! This has never happened before. Usually I'll open my rice pot to see a nice well mixed combi of fluffy rice and coconut and the pandan leaves (which I usually tie in a knot) will usually be snuggled somewhere in the middle of the rice for me to dig out.
Anyhow, the girl (who was sick in bed with the flu) was asleep and the two hungry 'boys' were already at the table munching the side dishes, waiting very patiently for their dinner. I scooped up the rice and wondered if I should make Nasi Lemak riceballs instead (yes, they were THAT sticky). Found my ice-cream scoop (which I had only used one time after purchasing from a supermarket) and to my horror, found rust stains on the ice-cream scoop! (used ONCE only -- what type of ice-cream scoop is that?!) Had to junk the scoop and junk the idea of making the riceballs. Hubby came to the kitchen to inspect the 'damage' and thought it would be a great idea to sell Nasi Lemak riceballs just as people sell Chicken Riceballs! He promptly went back to the dining table to inform his son that Mummy's rice was a disaster.
Trying my best to remain calm, I popped the rice into a microwave and tried to get it as dry as possible. Then just scooped out the rice to the boys and apologised for the way the rice turned out to be.
My son cheekily said, 'Tsk, tsk, tsk....but Nasi Lemak is ALL about the rice'.
'Nope!' I shook my head and corrected him, 'Actually, it's ALL about the CHILLI and you cannot complain because I got the chilli from the Nasi Lemak aunty!'
Anyhow, after a few spoonfuls, I actually received compliments from my boys, telling me the rice was very delicious, very tasty. Hmmph, son ended up eating 2 plates worth! Phew for me! Moral of the lesson? Even if I have to get tennis elbow again for already lugging so many heavy bags of grocery from the supermarket, if I have to get my Umbrella rice, I have to get my Umbrella rice!!!
Here's a picture I took last Sunday when we cooked Bak Kut Teh Soup. Isn't this a pretty sight for chilli lovers?
Red Cut Chilli Padi in an assortment of soya sauces.
When I placed the 3 bowls of chilli on the table, hubby went, 'What?!'
I was like, 'Aiyah, different types of sauce, mah. How I know which type you like?'
He liked the one in the corn dish most.
In the Green Pepper dish, was chilli padi in light soya sauce, in the Carrot dish was chilli padi in dark soya sauce and the Corn dish contained chilli padi in dark, sweet soya sauce. See? Not the same, mah.
Totally forgot to take the pic of the Bak Kut Teh, though.
8 Aug 2012
Happy 47th Birthday, Singapore!
(August 9th ~ Singapore's National Day)
I may at times complain and complain and complain about everything Singapore. I many times choke on things Singaporean.
But still....
I am proud to be Singaporean
and....
I feel so blessed to have been born here.
Our tiny island,
here's wishing you
a Happy 47th Birthday, Singapore!
One People, One Nation, One SINGAPORE!
(BTW Singapore, being so, so Singaporean, can I add one more complaint to the complaint list? I know the students get one day off after National Day because some of them may be participating in the National Day Parade but if the students are getting one more day off, why can't the adults get that day off too (officially), so that we can spend an extra day bonding with our kids? Can or not? Say can, lah)
I may at times complain and complain and complain about everything Singapore. I many times choke on things Singaporean.
But still....
I am proud to be Singaporean
and....
I feel so blessed to have been born here.
Our tiny island,
here's wishing you
a Happy 47th Birthday, Singapore!
One People, One Nation, One SINGAPORE!
(BTW Singapore, being so, so Singaporean, can I add one more complaint to the complaint list? I know the students get one day off after National Day because some of them may be participating in the National Day Parade but if the students are getting one more day off, why can't the adults get that day off too (officially), so that we can spend an extra day bonding with our kids? Can or not? Say can, lah)
7 Aug 2012
Working Mother's Garlic Bread and Soup
Much to the delight of my kids (and other half), there are nights when I'm tired of Chinese cooking or have run out of meal ideas so we end up having Garlic Bread and Soup for dinner:
Garlic bread and soup looks quick and simple to put together but actually, it also takes about half an hour at the very least (largely due to seasoning of the bread). But my hands can always do this while my mind is somewhere over the rainbow.
Garlic Bread with choice of Mushroom or Minestone Soup.
Unless it's a weekend and I have time on my hands to build the soup stock from scratch, canned ones will have to do for weekday nights. For the bread, I just spread on butter or margarine (whatever's available in the fridge) and throw on some garlic bread powdered seasoning (which I always have) before toasting the slices.
Truth be told, there are some days, I come back from work with a fried brain. On those days, it'd be best to just buy food home but really, there's only so much outside food one can take. There's just nothing like home cooking, even if it's 'canned' home cooking.
2 Aug 2012
Happy Call Double Sided Pressure Pan - Cooking Vegetables
Took some pics of veg I'd cooked. It's not that I'm a good cook nor is it because my vegetables look extraordinary but I just wanted to show you how my veg turned out with the help of the Happy Call Double Sided Pressure Pan (such a mouthful). Remember, hor, this is Working Mother, cooking up decent dinners for the family after a day at work. No time for fancy stuff. I can afford maybe 30 minutes max per evening, to whip up dinner.
Top: Sio Pek Chye (Xiao Bai Cai)
Bottom: Kangkong
They look okay, right? I basically heated the pan as usual with a small drizzle of cooking oil (and I mean a really small drizzle. I don't even think it's a teaspoon's worth. Throw in some garlic, fry till fragrant, then add the veg. My seasoning (like Chilli for the Kangkong) was added after I had closed the top pan cover for about a minute. Yeah, a minute. That's why like I said before, because of the speed at which the food cooks in the Happy Call Double Sided Pressure Pan, I cannot go do other stuff while the food cooks. I have to stand there to watch. But of course, because it cooks quickly, you're actually spending lesser time at the stove. Anyway, before the greens turn brown, I throw in the seasoning and give it a stir. If I think the seasoning requires a bit more time to 'settle', I just turn off the stove and close the pan to let it sit for a while. Don't forget about it though, cos I did once and I ended up ditching my brown and very yucky looking veg. You'll want to open it up and scoop up the contents so that they don't continue cooking.
My pan's the smallest in size but I can still squeeze in two whole bundles of leafy spinach into it. Was a bit tempted to buy the deeper one but I think it's not really necessary (learning to be thrifty). It's a bit tricky with this shallow pan. You've to push the leaves down and at the same time, ensure that the bottom leaves don't get burnt while you're dealing with the top. But you'll get the hang of it in a jiffy.
So what's so good about cooking veg in the Happy Call Pan? Actually, I'd much prefer to stir fry Chinese veg in a normal wok. However, I'd use the Happy Call Pan to cook my veg IF I'm already using it to cook my meats. I'll finish with the meat dishes first, then just rinse the pan with water (I don't soap it until after everything's done) and start cooking the veg. It'd be too bothersome to start cooking the veg in a new wok. Oh yes and it takes lesser oil to cook the veg with the Happy Call Pan.
I'm in the mood for Fish Head curry tonight. Bought meself some brinjals. Slurp.....am already imagining it.....
1 Aug 2012
Hamsters July 2012
Our Mama Roborovski hamster happily welcomed 5 babies. They were sooooo tiny and then poof! In a few days, they were running around and even up and about the plastic tubes! One or two have started running on the wheel. I find it quite therapeutic watching them. They love broccoli and it's quite 'sian' to have to keep buying and cutting them up for them. Takes me about an hour or more to clean all our hamster cages too. I do this about once a week when neither hubby or kids require my mothering!
That's one baby peeking out of their 'powder room' which essentially is their loo. They have a nice state of the art cage with spaceship looking globes for rooms but they prefer to sleep in their toilet. Well hey, whatever rocks their boat!
If you're wondering why we're still using wood shavings (because blah blah blah, it's less healthy etc), let me tell you first that we did try to change to the paper pulp litter but it stank like crazy shortly after every change. Really not good when the wind blew. Phew! I cannot be changing paper pulp litter every other day. The wood shavings absorb the poo and pee well and the Robos, being desert animals (I cannot for the life of me, remember if 'desert' is spelt 'desert' or 'dessert' as in the stuff you eat!), like to burrow and they seem really happy burrowing into the shavings. Meanwhile, Daddy Robo gets to sleep separately in his bachelor pad and boy, is he a messy fellow : (
Baby Roborovskit Hamster looking for Mama
I was gonna upload my latest Happy Call Double Sided Pressure Pan dish but had accidentally emailed this hamster pic to this blog instead. Oh well, there's always tomorrow.
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