āGive chance, leh.ā Sure, that’s easy ā when it comes to giving others a chance. But it’s so difficult when it comes to giving myself a chance. I’m 21, and I’ve been...
“There are so many things to do,” Martha remarks. Guest is here, but our home’s messy. Guest is here, but table’s empty. Guest is here, but Mary’s lazing. She’s...
Several years ago, aĀ life group in Hope Church Singapore found itself with four unique cell members ā each of whomĀ had special needs. With no experience in caring for people with special needs, a...
A job hazard forĀ a writer is the fact that I feel like I have to continually drawĀ from the well of my soul. It makes sense as a writer ā that’s where you’d think most ofĀ the great...
I’m so afraid to writeĀ for yourĀ people, God. Me? I’m not qualified! I’ve been writing in my diary, journal and Tumblr for years. It’sĀ always been just for me. For instance,...
On a day I could never forgetĀ ā Aug 22, 2014 āĀ I confessed a sin to my youth pastor. It was a sin that had ravaged the insides of my heart and mind; it made my thought processes wicked; and it...
Iād woken up with a nagging image of my formerĀ cell group member in my head. I wondered why. I hadnāt heard from her or seen her around for quite a long time, come to think of it; I decided to...
What is it like to be the Senior Pastorās son? If I had a dollar every time someone asked me that, it would probably be a lot harder for me to enter the kingdom of God (Matthew 19:24). I wasnāt...
I grew up in a church, with my parents both church leaders. Bedtime stories were Bible stories, dinner conversations were sermon lessons. I was even water baptised at the age of 14. My baptism verse...