Baby Kana is turning one soon and I still can not believe it! They say time flies, I say ‘Amen’ to that, and at jet speed!
During our pillow talk, Hubby and I will often make remarks about how it feels just like yesterday when for the umpteenth time in the middle of the night we would hear the cry, he would pick the newborn up from her crib and I, being a new and inexperience mom, would struggle to nurse her.
The exhaustion, the frustration and the worries which were so overwhelmingly marking our new-parenting phase now feels like a dream. Well, that might be the result of our brain’s working which was said to de-emphasize unpleasant experiences and enhance the pleasant ones, who knows. (Perhaps that explains why many mommies who swore never again to pop another baby in the delivery room finally found themselves in that same room for many more times hehe).
Recently I found a note which I wrote to myself in the midst of the new-parenting whirlwind. As I read through, it brought smile, looking back, and hope, looking forward. Now that we are near the one year mark, I still learn from my old self to bring every matter big and small, hectic and mundane, to our loving Heavenly Father, and I can testify He has proven Himself omnipotent and omnipresent.
Trusting The Omnipotent Omnipresent God
May 2, 2013 at 6:28pm
It is easy to pray for big things, I prayed fervently for and throughout my pregnancy and even more fervently for the labour and delivery. Afterall those are two of the major events in one’s life (a woman that is). But it is not so with the after-delivery, it is not in my prayer list, and I was caught off-guard. I got very frustrated with difficult feeding sessions, diapers changing and unsuccessful burping efforts that seem endless, put all these at midnights during the first few weeks of the postpartum and you get triple the frustration. Did I mention the soreness, joints and back pain?
So I sat down and thought about praying for this. But how should I mention this to God, I asked myself. It felt very strange, not fitting perhaps.
“Dear Lord, please help me with this feeding session? or please help me with this diaper changing, or bathing, or help me to burp the baby!”
Women throughout the ages have been successfully doing all these, am I to ‘bother’ God with such trivial matters? Should I not just leave it to time and believe that well, eventually one day I will be able to move on with these? How should I ask for God’s presence at the bed side, at the crib in the middle of the night?
This afternoon onboard train on my way home, some kind stranger gave me a gospel meeting invitation together with a copy of ‘Our Daily Bread’ devotional booklet. Well I accepted them for politeness sake, and started to lightly read the devotional, my destination is still a few stops away anyway. But lo and behold, this is what I read
“This is my Father’s world!
He shines in all that’s fair;
In the rustling grass I hear Him pass-
He speaks to me everywhere.” – Babcock
It spoke about daily blessings as daily reminders of God, that we are to learn to remember His love and passion, that He lives within and around us, loves us with eternal affection.
This to me, is a very loving note from the Father above. If I am to trust in His omnipotence and omnipresence, I will have to believe that nothing is too small for Him to do, not even to burp a baby and nowhere is too lowly for Him to be present, not even a humble crib, precisely because He is omnipotent and omnipresent.
Speaking of being simple and easy, nothing beats this dish. It’s the best I have on my sleeve. Perfect for a busy day with only 30 minutes to spare for cooking business. Fast and yummy, what else can I ask! 😉
Serves: 3 Prep Time: 10 mins Cooking time: 10 mins
- 200 grams large grey prawns (de-veined if you are not too busy)
- 2 tbsp butter (you can use margarine instead)
- 2 tbsp dark soy sauce
- Melt the butter in the wok.
- Add the prawns, cook over medium heat until prawns turn pink.
- Add dark soy sauce. Stir to coat the prawns evenly. Take care not to overcook the prawns as overcooked ones turn tough.
- Off the stove and serve with warm rice.
Works feel lighter when appreciations and rewards are received in the end. That’s just so very natural for us human.
The cooking. The dishes. The house cleaning.
They are all ways in how a homemaker can serve her family. But I am always robbed of my joy when I start to calculate inwardly. We do this very often, don’t we? The garlic that is painstakingly fine-chopped, the sink that keeps me going back every one hourly, and the mess on the floor or sofa or table tops that constantly begs for cleaning, again. And at the end of the day I find myself passing sinister remarks to my husband, trying to subtly imply how hard I have been working the whole day and put some guilt in his conscience for not helping or thanking me enough. I find myself asking“Why am I the only one doing all these? And they are not even appreciative!”. I find no joy, and nobody in the house does.
What goes wrong?
I forget (often am not willing) to bring the gospel into the picture altogether. That is always the problem, the gospel is very close to home but is not always welcomed. Do I not receive the salvation of God and all the blessings that come with it freely? I forget that the salvation is free to me because Someone else has paid the price in the first place.
Lord Jesus paid with His blood. I am saved and set free from sin and the wrath of God.
So joyfully chop the garlic, do the dishes and fold the laundry, again and again. Pay the price and give to the family freely. Take every opportunity to follow Christ. My reward will be the joy of one step closer to being conformed to the image of the blessed Son of God.