Lifting hands to worship

 

Last Saturday, the boys were with us in church. During worship, as we stood lifting our hands in worship, the sight of the boys lifting up their little hands in worship was a most touching one.

 

Their hands may not reach very high or very far, but I just had a feeling then that they could reach God sometimes more easily than we can.

 

We are told to come like these little children.

 

Reaching out those hands to the Father. Not asking for anything. Simply in worship of Who He is.

Why it was not a good day to make cinnamon buns

Yesterday was not a good day to make cinnamon buns. How many things can go wrong when you are trying to make cinnamon buns?! For me, quite a lot.

Disaster #1 – Put in half a cup of sugar instead of a quarter cup. Ended up trying to remove some of the sugar from the mixture of flour, salt and yeast…

Disaster #2 – Put in half a cup of water instead of a quarter cup. Using the same measuring cup! How did I just not remember that I was using the half cup to measure instead of the quarter cup? Reason #1: I’m used to using the quarter cup to measure things. Reason #2: I just lost my mind. Not in the baking mode yesterday… I couldn’t fix this as there was no way to remove the water!

DIsaster #3 – Ran out of flour! Already I needed to add more flour than usual because I added too much water. Running out of flour was not good. I had to quickly get flour so I can salvage the dough before it’s too late! Good thing there was flour at the provision store on the ground floor…

Disaster #4 – Zapped the butter for the cinnamon spread too long. It was supposed to be softened butter, not melted… Put it back in the freezer for a minute to harden a litle.

Disaster #5 – Now the buns are baked and I was going to drizzle some glaze over them. Ran out of icing sugar!!! Could only drizzle a little glaze over each bun. I guess that should be ok considering I put in too much sugar in the buns in the first place!

I guess yesterday was just not a good day to make cinnamon buns… Or maybe it was just lack of planning ahead! Hence the depleting of various ingredients. I had wanted to make oatmeal raisin cookies. But I didn’t have chocolate chips at home. I guess if I had thought of baking earlier in the week, I could have gotten everything I needed when we went grocery shopping on Monday! Then again, I may not have gotten what I needed since I don’t always keep track of what we have run out of at home! Shopping list shopping list, I need to keep up with updating the shopping list everytime we run out of something!

Here is the picture of the final product. It did turn out ok in the end… except for the shape, had some trouble getting them in good shape! 🙂

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My boy turns 5

Caleb is 5 today.

5 is the number of grace. We have much to thank God for. His grace abounds in our lives and in Caleb’s.

We thank God for the gift He has given us in Caleb.

We thank God for Caleb’s zeal for life and in everything he does.

We thank God for Caleb’s infectious joy and laughter and the joy he brings to so many others.

We thank God for Caleb’s sensitive nature. He is quick to pick up on how others are feeling and it breaks his little heart to see someone sad. He prays for those who are sick or down and empathises with how they are feeling. Even his teacher in school commented that he is a sensitive kid, sensitive to the needs and feelings of others around him. He even puts others’ needs and wants before his… most of the time. 🙂

We thank God for Caleb’s obedience, respect for authority and desire to do what’s right.

We thank God for Caleb’s intelligence and his earnest desire to learn and learn more.

We thank God for Caleb’s ability to read so well at his age.

We thank God for Caleb’s creativity as can be seen in his making up stories, play time and art work.

We thank God for Caleb’s musicality. He writes songs, sings and plays any instrument he can get his hands on. Or else he would just make do with tables, chopsticks, toy boxes etc for makeshift drums.

We thank God that Caleb loves his little brother and is a good big brother.

Most of all, we thank God for saving Caleb and being his personal Saviour. We thank God that Caleb has known Him from a young age and knows how to call on Him for help and comfort, also to be thankful for what he has. We thank God that Caleb likes to pray, and read the bible, and now, to memorise his scripture verses.

It seems like we have a perfect child. No, no child is perfect, no man is perfect. But this gift that we have from God, is a perfect gift. And we have much to be thankful for today.

We thank God for today, when Caleb turns 5.

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Frankenmuth

Frankenmuth is a quaint little German town in Michigan. We spent one night there on a short getaway/vacation. I absolutely loved it and our time there. Of course, being with the best guy in the world is the icing on the cake. 🙂 Here’s a pictorial journal of our time in Frankenmuth.

We got a room with a jacuzzin in it!
The town of Frankenmuth
There were so many wall murals
 
I love the murals!
 
A little 'village' in the town. All shops for visitors.
 
So quaint.
 
Exactly what it said it was.
 
Um... not as good as it sounds. Some things just taste better on their own.
 
A miniature of the Cass River that ran parallel to this place.
 
We went on a boat ride aboard the Bavarian Belle Riverboat
 
 
Us goofing around in the museum. (Of course we had to visit the historical museum.)
 
 
Dinner was at Bavarian Inn, famous for its chicken dinners.
 
All the waiters and waitresses were dressed up as Germans. Reminds me of Heidi.
 
Bronner's Christmas Wonderland is a gigantic Christmas store. One and a half football fields.
 
All year long, it's Christmas at Bronner's! Love it!
 
The last thing we did at Frankenmuth was to visit Grandpa Tiny's Farm. Check out the giant pumpkins!
 
Cameron with Shorty, the Texas Longhorn
 
Baby bunny
 
That marked the end of our trip to Frankenmuth; a short but good getaway. 🙂

The Unpredictable Weather

We’ve had two beautiful days and I love them. The weather here has been unpredictable and swings like a pendulum. When we got here, it was Singapore weather (well, minus the humidity). Then it was rainy and like 18 degrees last weekend. Yesterday and today, it was 21, 25 degrees. Sunshine and beautiful, so we’ve had two great days to do some fun stuff.

Yesterday, we went to a baseball game. We thank God for the good weather, no rain! For a while the sun was really shining hard on us, but once the sun was done blazing on us, it was great weather and a great game! Tigers won in the bottom of the last inning, with two outs, no less! Go Tigers! It was also Star Wars night at the game so there were Star Wars characters all around the park. But… I forgot my camera! So we didn’t get any pictures with Luke Skywalker, Princess Leia, Chewbacca, C3PO etc!!! Mad at myself! It was still fun to see Darth Vader try to use the force to strangle people when the characters were marching around the ballpark.

Today the boys went out with Aunt Deanna and Uncle John to the park and for ice-cream. It was a beautiful day for them to go out and play. I was glad they got to. As I said bye to them, it looked so beautiful outside that I decided to go for a run. It was 25 degrees. Much better to run in than 32 degrees. 🙂

Going for a run round the neighbourhood

When I came back from my run, the boys had just gotten home too. We spent some time outside, to take advantage of the great weather. Last week they couldn’t go out to play because of the rainy days. The boys helped Grandma rake leaves, then we played ball in the backyard.

As unpredictable as the weather is, it has been forecast that it will be 6 degrees this Friday! 6 degrees!! That’s almost freezing! I just pray that we will have the same great weather for two days, tomorrow and day after, as we will be going to Frankenmuth, a little German town further north in Michigan, for a little getaway, thanks to Cameron’s parents who offered to babysit while giving us a good holiday. Looking forward to that!!! I will bring my camera this time… And charge it tonight…

A Beautiful Wedding

We are right now in Michigan. We came back for my sister-in-law’s wedding. It was a beautiful wedding, and she was a beautiful bride.

As we were riding in the limousine on our way to take pictures at the park, I was just looking at Deanna and thinking. She looked like a princess. Today was her day. She deserved it, and she deserved being princess for the day.

 

Deanna is such a giving person. She leads a busy life; a lot of the busyness comes from helping different people. I’ve heard of her being bridesmaid for her friends, throwing showers and parties for her friends, even going to be with people who are about to have babies (as part of a volunteer scheme)! She and Mom planned and held our reception here in MI 6 years ago. Both of them are such giving and generous people. I am blessed to be part of the family!

 

Looking at Princess Deanna in the limo, there was a sense of happiness and gladness. Glad that love came to John and her. Glad to see them about to start on the next part of life’s journey together. Glad that today was her day, a special day for a special person.

 

Deanna and John with all the cousins

Of Cows and Vocabulary

I learnt three new words today. I’m learning new words all the time. I wish I knew and used more words. But it’s never too late to keep learning. Ps Yang’s write up in the bulletin this week talked about the most productive people also being those who have an insatiable quest for knowledge and more knowledge.

 

1) Apocryphal = of doubtful authorship or authenticity; a word my husband uses often to describe facts and stories his cousin spouts. 🙂

2) Assuage = to make milder or less severe, to satisfy or relieve; a word I learnt from reading a GP comprehension passage today

3) Clandestine = done in secrecy; a term the preacher today used to describe his ministry because God wanted him to remain obscure and unknown, that all glory may be unto God.

I like having dictionary.com on my phone.

 

At Sunday School today the boys learnt about the sacrificial lamb. Caleb played the lamb whilst Evan insisted on being a cow, according to the teacher. So whenever we talked about what they learnt in Sunday School, Evan would tell us about how much fun he had being a cow (Where did the cow come in in the story anyway??) and he would go Moo Moo…

At bedtime, we discussed this again and asked the boys to pray that God will help us to be obedient like the lamb. Evan insisted, “Me not lamb, me cow…” Daddy decided not to pursue this and we just asked him to pray that God will help him to be obedient. So Caleb prayed, “Lord, make me obedient like the lamb.” Evan, “God, make me cow…” (Mommy and Daddy trying to stifle their laughter)