And the blessings keep pouring in…

This is another of those short entry. Yes… you guys are lost and somehow landed in Disneyland. Run for your life. LOL…

The blessings keep pouring in. Hopefully this is a sign from up above that the year ahead is full of His promise of blessings.

I received these stuff last night…Baby’s full moon box from my friend, consisting the traditional glutinous rice, angku kuih, red eggs, pickled ginger, chicken curry as well as the modern fruit tarts.

I received two boxes of the thing, no less. *sigh* I wonder if people are starting to feed me like STP? LOL…no, I’m not complaining. I just feel blessed. 😀

Let’s play spot the difference…below is picture number 1…

And then comes the picture number 2

Can you spot the difference?Okay, that’s lame. I think it’s obvious what’s the differences are. Ahaha.

Cleffairy: Hopefully the baby is not the consequences of reading too much of my Pillow Talk… *shudder*

Ps: I give you thanks, O Almighty God, for your blessings… One who lives and reigns in a world without end.


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Giving thanks

Initially, I wanted to write about this last night, but I arrived home rather late, and I was so exhausted that I dropped dead as soon as I arrived home. The day itself overwhelms me. There is nothing like a good working stress to keep my head from delving into thinking and mourning about those things that I cannot change. Work, as usual, is something that I can handle, but not those bloody emotional stress.

I wanted to give thanks to God. Praise him, for filling my day with joy and unexpected surprises. First there was a guardian angel who sent me present in the form of beautiful clothes….for both the ET and Alien. LOL.

The guardian angel wishes to remain anonymous, so I’m not going to mention the angel’s name over here. LOL… Anyway, thank you very much for everything. 😀 It certainly brighten up my day, especially the ahemm… ‘mourning garment’. It is so, very thoughtful of you, my darling. I certainly will use it wisely. LMAO. Guess you’re now my partner in crime, eh, sweetie?

Look at what this God’s angel sent to me…

One bulky package on my doorstep.

Double wrapped the pressie for me to build up the joy of anticipation…

Three cutie t-shirts…

And one cool, dark coloured shirt for me to scare people with. *grinZ*

Anyway, receiving the package makes me feel that God is blessing me, and encouraging me to open up my heart to Him and the others, and persevere in the world where evil reigns over goodness most of the times.

All my life…I’ve always been the one who give and give non stop, up to the point that I felt that I have nothing left to give, and so, when I’ve been placed on the receiving end, I feel so touched and grateful.

The people in my life, people that I gave things to, never really did appreciate what I gave them, or even be grateful for my efforts. Instead, they asked for more, and I almost stopped believing that the world can actually give back something, until recently where I’ve been overwhelmed with God’s blessing in the form of good friends who are generous and thoughtful…the people whom I actually never even gave anything yet. Yes, it does feel good to be on the receiving end. It makes me feel warm and well loved.

Yesterday, my blessing did not stop just there. As there was an unexpected surprise visit from people whom I love dearly. And also a surprise phone call from my best friend. All of these things makes me so happy. I felt that my day was filled with blessings, even though I have unresolved issues in my closet.

I used to think that the whole world is against me and God doesn’t love me, for He keep punishing me with the hardship of life. Little did my human mind know, that those things that happened to me are actually blessings and His way to tell me the truth about life.

His way to knock on my doors the way I’ve been desperately knocking on His. It is His way of telling me that nothing last forever.The good and the bad… nothing ever last forever, and I am worthy of His love, though I don’t know what I have done to deserve it. Thank you God, for not giving up on me when I actually gave up on You. Thank you for being patient with me.

Cleffairy: Sometimes, I feel sad for those who couldn’t feel grateful for what they have and often take things for granted and keep asking for more, for they wouldn’t be able to understand that being able to wake up from sleep every day itself if a blessing. Not many are privileged enough  for that.


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