You are highly favoured

It’s the time of the year again. A time to give thanks for the year gone by, and to look ahead for the one to come.

A time to feel honoured, appreciated, and loved. By family, friends, girlfriends, colleagues, and even some close fellow bloggers with whom I’ve recently had the pleasure of hanging out with (mostly online of course).

There was a leisurely brunch, a birthday cake (a slice, rather!), a romantic dinner (with hubby), and many many blessings.

One particularly poignant one came from a close girlfriend. She said this:

You are blessed and highly favoured. 

Somehow the words ‘highly favoured’ stuck in my head. And it made me realise that indeed! Yes, I am! In a position of favour with God!

Doesn’t matter that I don’t feel worthy most days of this. It’s not dependent on what I think or how I feel.

It’s dependent on what the Word of truth says.

So I did a search on the keyword and came up with a few verses:

And Jesus increased in wisdom and in stature and in favour with God and man. ~Luke 2:52

Let not steadfast love and faithfulness forsake you; bind them around your neck; write them on the tablet of your heart. So you will find favour and good success in the sight of God and man. ~Prov 3:3-4

Whoever diligently seeks good seeks favour, but evil comes to him who searches for it. ~Prov 11:27

According to these verses, there are a few things that we actually need to do, to find favour with God, and man. Such as diligently seek good, keep his word in our hearts, and in the context of the first verse, be submissive to (in other words, honour) our parents.

I guess it’s pretty obvious what my response should be. (I’m pretty sure he didn’t grant me favour so that I can simply bask in the joy of knowing that.)

It is to keep doing good in whatever situation I’m in.

It is to keep my ears and heart open to His word.

It is to honour my parents. (Something I don’t think about enough.)

I’m indeed blessed to have friends who speak such words of life and truth to me. At the start of a new and fresh year, I am definitely looking forward to what lies ahead, knowing that I enjoy the favour of God, and that I’m able to share that too with others around me.

Let’s hear it for the grandies

me and granny

This photo was taken when Vera was about 2. We were taking a walk in the park with my mum. I lagged a little behind to take this shot, but I was still able to catch her animated conversation with granny.

I remember thinking how blessed my kids are to have not just one loving grandma, but THREE. Yes, that includes their paternal grandma, and my god-mother.

All three are actively involved in their lives. One practically lives in our house. Another comes faithfully three times a week, and helps to pick Vera home from school. Another visits on the weekends.

They are the reasons why I can go to work in peace, knowing that the kids are in good hands.

Naturally, there are disagreements about how to train and teach the kids. I’m always the one who likes to control the kids’ schedules, nap times, feeding habits, and many a times this led to feelings of frustration and negativity (particularly when Vera was still young) whenever me and my mum couldn’t see eye to eye, or when I couldn’t get her to cooperate in some areas.

Then, there’s jealousy. It hit me really hard when Vera was around 12 months, when it was obvious who her first choice was. (It was especially hard because I also weaned her around that time, and I no longer had those special moments alone with my baby.)

But I’ve come to see that grandies and parents play different roles, and as long as both sides can stand on the same side on most things and for the crucial pre-school years, I think the children stand to benefit.

I also learnt to deal with those negative emotions (actually, still learning). Learning to let go is very much part and parcel of the parenting process. This time round with JJ, I think I’m handling it slightly better. And I’m picking my battles very selectively; major in the majors, right? As long as the kids are loved and cared for, follow a reasonable routine, and are eating healthy, encouraged to be independent, I’m content.

It’s not perfect, but heck, when will it ever be? Regardless of the little scuffles here and there, I’m thankful for their love for our little family. (And I think being thankful really helps to change my perspective, as opposed to complaining and feeling disgruntled.)

So here is the mushy part…

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Dear grandmas, 

I really want to say a great big thank you to all of you for your sacrifice and unconditional love for the children.

I really don’t think I could have survived this whole parenting thing unscathed without you, and that includes the grandpas too.

I know I don’t say it enough (or is it at all?), but I love you all very very much. And I know daddy, Vera and JJ do too. 

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Do you appreciate the family support that you have? Do share your experiences & thoughts in the comment box or link up to Grateful Gatherings! 🙂

Leaning on God’s promises for an enjoyable pregnancy and delivery

My dear friend Ruth passed me two books recently: “Nine Months to a Miracle” and “Supernatural Childbirth.” Both books reminded me to trust fully in God’s love and mercy, and to spend time intentionally soaking in His word, and standing upon the promises within.

Here, I just noted down a few bible verses, to encourage young mums like myself, that even when we feel fearful and helpless, we are not alone and we can call upon God to meet our needs.

  1. When I am afraid, I will trust in you. (Psa 56:3)
  2. For God has not given us a spirit of fear, but of power and of love and of a sound mind. (2 Tim 1:7)
  3. Blessed shall be the fruit of your body (Deu 28:4)
  4. You will keep her in perfect peace, whose mind is stayed on you, because she trusts in you. (Isa 26:3)
  5. Therefore, submit to God. Resist the devil and he will flee from you. (James 4:7)
  6. Do not be afraid, Zacharias, for your prayer is heard; and your wife Elizabeth will bear you a son, and you will have joy and gladness. (Luke 1:13-14)

Be blessed and be a mum who fears God, and nothing else! 🙂

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