After some discussion, for Em’s 5th birthday, Perze and I bought her a crown pendant. I explained to her that no matter what or how she feels, she can hold that pendent on her necklace and know that she is the child of the King, that she will always be loved and forgiven. Today, my five year old, Emma did a little naughty act of biting her crown pendant, thus deforming an innocent prong on her beloved Tiffany’s charm. Having caught her in the act, I calmly took it from her and told her she lost her privilege of wearing it. Then you could see in her face, the swelling of emotion floodgates trying to hold in the tears, until they spewed out, down to her chin, as she mumbled sincere apologies. I explained that this wasn’t an isolated instance, but that it was to be added to the perpetual acts when she had not taken care of it. That led to a very difficult task of closing the watery floodgates of her tears. Determined to be immovable with my decision, I walked with her and Zienne as we window shopped. Emma remained very unusually quiet, seemingly surrendered to my […]
my conversation with zienne went like this: When Zienne woke up, she smiled at me and said, “Mamam” I smiled and said, “Hi” She smiled and said, “Hi” Then she put her face up to mine and kissed me. Everything in me lit up and I said, “Wow!” Then she said, “Wow!’
I finally put up the pictures of One Plus Five Equals Six Party up on the gallery, having collected tons of pictures from other people’s cameras. woot. Looking back, we were very fortunate to have had GREAT weather, esp. since the forecast was supposedly rain. Thank the Lord the clouds pushed down and didn’t touch our area. Instead, it was a sunny day in its high 80s, sunny enough for mingling and running outside. We rented a big canopy which was enough to cover the six tables and some walking room. We also rented a moonbounce, like we did at Emma’s first bday. Everyone enjoyed it, mostly the kids, and even the grown up kids, including my sisters and I, my friends from college, and some courageous few. There should always be room in one’s life to jump. I think the scariest part was the slide. Why is it that as you get older, the slide gets scarier? I was telling some friends that although a lot of my close friends couldn’t come, I was REALLY excited to know that people who I wasn’t extremely close with were coming because it DID allow me a chance to get to know […]
phew. I was able to finally update our twelvesixteen gallery. It’s not completely updated, but I set priorities on the albums, and was able to compile all the photos from the ONE PLUS FIVE EQUALS SIX party, Zem’s 5th Birthday, and Zi’s 1st Birthday. I was also able to put in some additions to their individual yearly albums. It’s so difficult keeping our archives updated, but I always feel guilty if I don’t. I always feel like something will happen and I’ll regret having done tedious work, knowing somehow, in the distant future, I’ll be glad I did it. I was also able to finally upload ALL my photos from my iPhone to our Flickr site. I had over two thousand photos. man o man.
Perze got me two books for mother’s day, but RZacharias’ newest book didn’t hit stores until July 1st, which delayed its arrival. I finally received it a couple days ago and started reading them yesterday. Yes, I am reading them simultaneously, taking turns one chapter then another, hoping to catch some relevance between them, and surely enough, I couldn’t have made a better choice. The red book is entitled, “The Christian Athiest” which deals with issues Christians face in their faith, almost categorizing their behavior as those who do not believe in God, yet professes Christianity. I jumped to the chapter “I believe in God, but I don’t believe in the church.” I believe the best line that best summarizes all its pages is the idea that we should not merely “go” to church, but we should better “be” the church! It was a simple yet amazing statement that he expounded on, claiming that if we only were truly God’s hands and feet, instead of complaining what ought to be done, we could fulfill what the church in the book of Acts accomplished. The greatest tragedy in our churches today is the skewed perspective that we get OUR needs met […]
We started teaching Zi how to “mano po” months ago, but I haven’t really noticed how well she’s mastered it until now. Every day after Perze gets home, Zi will run to him and “mano po” after Perze extends his hand and says, “bless.” 🙂 So proud of her. Just the same age as when Emma started blessing.