Now Listening: King of my Heart

Sometimes you come across a song just when you need it.

After a series of disappointing events, not major life changing, but the accumulation of disappointments was beginning to get me, and I found myself questioning why God wouldn’t just let me have a break. It felt like most times in His quest to make us more like Son, Jesus Christ, he forgets that we need a break from the trials.

Does everything have to be so hard? Are there some good things that come easy?

Last Sunday the choir in church sang this song and as I sang along, I remembered, remembered that God is wiser and bigger and stronger, I remembered that He loves me, I remembered all the many blessings He has given me, I remembered how past disappointments have turned out to be blessings in disguise. And with each verse I sang, I felt my heavy heart become lighter.

This will be my anthem even though the storms of life rage around me.


God is good and He’ll never let me down.



If I were to sum up 2017 in one word, it would be DRAMA! Oh my God!

From job uncertainties to last minute miracles, from disappointments and betrayals to second chances and forgiveness, from being overwhelmed with a new job, new language, new country to coping with peculiar colleagues, from drowning in routine to new adventures, from reconnecting with old friends to meeting new ones.

I wish I could say that I went through the ups and downs with the right attitude, but I was not always on my best behaviour. Thankfully it’s about Christ’s redeeming work and not my performance rate.

I received answers to prayers that I didn’t realize were answers because I had given up on expecting answers. But God surprised me, and one lesson I learnt is to trust that the Lord has heard my prayers and knows my needs and will answer in His own way and time.

Going into 2018, I look forward to what adventures await me.


The Day I Fought Off a Chicken

One nice evening, I decide to take a walk and go visit my friend in the neighbourhood. I hesitate when I see a hen and a cock on the path up ahead, but there are no alternative routes so I bravely stay on the path, just as I am about to pass the duo, the hen runs across my path.

Now, I am one of those people who is afraid of chickens, I don’t understand what they’re thinking and don’t trust them. They seem unsure of themselves, not able to make up their minds whether people are a threat or not. Do not ask me to catch a chicken, I’ll just run around pretending that I actually plan on catching it, while what I’m actually doing is keeping a safe distance while the other people involved in the chase have plenty opportunity to catch the chicken.

I’m a few metres from my friends house thinking all is well with the world and maybe my phobia for chickens is unfounded when something tells me to turn around and there I see the cock charging at me full speed.

Turning to face the chicken, I tell myself I’d rather go down fighting than be mauled in the back. The chicken flies up trying to claw at me and I kick the air with my feet. I am in fight mode, it’s survival of the most determined. From the corner of my eye, I notice the neighbourhood people watching on in amusement, no one coming to my aid, I am their evening’s entertainment. The epic battle between man and beast rages on, did I say beast, sorry, I meant chicken.

An old man comes to my rescue, he has some tree branches that he was hauling home, and uses them to scare off the cock. With gratitude in my heart, I hastily make my way to my friends house. My phobia for chickens even more firmly rooted, no one could say anymore that my fears are unfounded.