Good Friday

Have a good Good Friday peeps!


This year we are doing something different. Instead of staying in Sydney, we decided to go on a short trip down south. The kids sure are excited (they woke up and got cheeky very early in the morning)!!

We enjoyed the morning sun and the scenic drive down south looking at the hills and mountains, green pasture, meadows, cows, and random stuff on the road as well. Kids are pretty easy to please on this sort of trip. There are just so many things to look at in the first 1 hour at least :p

 The moment D saw a caravan, she wouldn't stop looking for it and kept asking where it went. The moment we saw a dog on a ute, the kids couldn't stop shouting and shrieking in excitement "anjing!!!! Woof woof!!" Aaaaawwwwhhh, so cute!!!!



In that very moment, I felt so blissful and at peace.

Everything feels right and are in their own places (why does this sound OCD? O.o?)



5 minutes later, not so much =___='


I repeat.

The . kids . Couldn't . Stop . Shouting . AND . Shrieking . In . Excitement .


Shouting by itself is fine. Shrieking every once is a blue moon is fine. But, shouting and shrieking for 5 minutes straight in a small contained area? Get me out of the car!!!! @_@'

Then I realised something at the utmost importance (not).


I am getting old



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Being a mom of two makes me old. Don't get me wrong; I am still young and not even in my 30s, but having kids drained a lot of my energy and patience.. especially when things became out of my control and the Momzilla in me starts roaring in frustration.. and this, my friends, has changed my personality from being a bubbly adventurous girl to be a grumpy old lady who loves being in her very own quiet space (which, obviously, is non-existent with a 4 and 2yo girls chirping their way around the apartment) ~_~'


However, these moments are very precious as they grow up too fast! So, I am learning to enjoy all of the ups and downs of parenting. All only with God's help..


When we first had D, I wasn't sure why God has given us such a precious baby when I felt inadequate to be a mom. Years passed, then the eureka moment finally kicks in! Having kids is my training ground. My training ground to rely more on God's providence, to rely on God for strength, to become more patient and compassionate, to learn to be selfless, to see God's grace in a clearer lens as we are like kids too in so many ways!

We rebelled, we sin on a daily basis, we most often want to be our own boss and we all need grace.

While we were still sinners, Christ died for us. While we reject God, He sacrificed Himself to pay for our wrongdoings. All of this, is so we could be His children..


Such an amazing God who is also just. :)

Somehow for some unknown reasons (on the scenic drive while we enjoy the morning Sun and God's great creations), I kept imagining that day in Gethsemany and the possible timing of how things unfold on the actual good Friday 2k years ago. My heart ached, I felt terrible for the injustice and punishments that Jesus Christ had to endure just so we could be made guiltless when the end of the world has come and God came to judge us. All this, so there is someone who could defend and speak on our behalf, our LORD Jesus Christ. :)


By the way, I must be on FIRE now that I am posting for 2 days in a row!


This MOM is on FIREEEEEE *Singing This Girl Is On Fire*