loving the poor, prayer & encouragement, tasting the rainbow
"Hey Wai Jia. You know..."" Yes?""Uh... I read your blog and uh... this sounds silly uh... but I just wanted to say I'm so glad you shared what you shared about washing your hands with the antiseptic ... Read More about Pearls.
I like the name Anna. I always have. It's plain, simple, straightforward, and unpretentious. Just like the way most things should be. I've always liked the name Anna.Even long before Anorexia arrived, ... Read More about Anna’s Story: Growing Up.
The Cleaning Lady. That Girl Who Had An Abortion. The Blind Man Selling Tissue Paper. That Uncle. That Auntie. The Stingy Stall Owner At The Mee-Pok Stall. That Guy Whom I Saw Dig His Nose When He ... Read More about Now I See.
"What does Recovery mean to you, Ele?""It means being completely comfortable with who I am, who God made me to be, whoever it may be- inside and out."" ...for I am fearfully and wonderfully made; ... Read More about Inside out.
It’s sort of a parallel universe, a world of its own.What with its own set of canonical babblings, ritual practices and social expectations, it is a world with its own language, logic and leanings. ... Read More about Vocation.
depression & anorexia, prayer & encouragement, Recovery, reflections
Perhaps one of the most frightening things about This is how I never know when the next big Incident will happen. You're holding steady, drinking up the waters by a quiet stream, growing fresh leaves ... Read More about Tunnels.
