Who am I, that the Lord of all the earth
Would care to know my name
Would care to feel my hurt
Who am I, that the bright and morning Star
Would choose to light the way
For my ever wandering heart
Not because of who I am
But because of what You've done
Not because of what I've done
But because of who You are
I am a flower quickly fading
Here today and gone tomorrow
A wave tossed in the ocean
A vapor in the wind
Still You hear me when I'm calling
Lord, You catch me when I'm falling
And You've told me who I am
I am Yours, I am Yours
Who Am I, that the eyes that see my sin
Would look on me with love
and watch me rise again
Who Am I, that the voice that calmed the sea
Would call out through the rain
And calm the storm in me
whom shall i fear
whom shall i fear
i am yours
About me
Elizabeth Thia
1 cor 16:14
LSBC
Happenings
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
-12:17 AM
This little boy is called Zia. He is sooooOO cute! Seeing him makes me smile, especially since this week I ate some unknown virus. Shu, James and I have fallen terribly ill. Feeling all feverish and nauseous. It's the first time after many years that I succumbed to taking medication because the virus is so strong. Thank you everyone for your prayers!! Thank You Lord for sustaining me during my presentation too. Today I feel so much better!
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
-11:09 AM
I once read this saying from weiping's blog which I totally agree with. "Time does not heal one's wounds, love does." How true. Time only helps us to minimise the pain and control our tears. Love helps us to forgive and takes away our fears. His love covers mine and I'm really thankful Lord.
-10:27 AM
My dad and mum are soooOO funny! Every Wed is Chef Birdy's day, meaning that it's my turn to cook dinner for the family. So in this way, Mum is not tired out with household chores. Anyway, after cooking everything, I was left with a plate of uncooked asparagus. Mum and I thought we'll wait for Dad to come home before cooking it (to serve it hot), so we left it on the table with all the cooked dishes. When my father came home, he just made his way to the kitchen and started eating without any of us realising it. And he ate up the whole plate of raw asparagus!!! So goes my conversation with my dad:
Me: Pa, you ate the asparagus???
Dad: Ya lor, wah very crunchy and sweet leh. Very good!
Me: huh...! But the asparagus still not cooked yet leh
Dad: ah?! aiyo how can you all do this to me... aiyo, no wonder now my stomach very painful... the vegetables never wash right? aiyo...
My dad is very paranoid about uncooked vegetables because of the pesticides on it. Haha. It was so funny watching him sit in one corner of the house today rubbing his stomach, and refusing to talk to my mum and I. I don't think he really had a stomachache actually... Just psychological. My mum kept laughing at my dad.
Mum: haha, your father always do this kind of stuff wan. Raw vegetables also cannot taste meh?
Me: Mummy, that time you also went to suck all the prawn shells that I spat out. Remember?
And we both started laughing! Last time my grandmother taught me to chew on the prawn head and "suck" the juice. So one day, I ate the butter prawns that my mum cooked and left all the prawn heads in a bowl, hoping to clear later. Little did I know that my mum would mistaken all the prawn heads as uneaten prawns. So she went to eat it all over again!!!! hahahha. She had that "oh man, what did I just eat?" face when she realised it.
Thursday, October 01, 2009
-8:41 AM
Eric's wish for his ashes to be scattered in the sea
(photo credits to Eu Lee)
My friend Eric passed away peacefully on Wednesday afternoon, 1.23pm, after battling with cancer for a few months. I had planned to visit him this week and sing a song for him in the hospice. He left so suddenly. I thank God that at least I got to see him one last time last week. He still looked so joyful and bubbly then, asking me about my university life and laughing along with me.
Thank you Eric for teaching me to treasure my life and treasure the people around me with my time on Earth. Thank you for the wonderful memories I had with you during my brief stint in the church office. You allowed me to laugh at you and you always had something encouraging to say to me. I will always remember your compassion and love for the little kids and the troubled youths at blk 574. I rejoice because I know you are in the best place, with the best Lord one could ask for. One day I'll meet you again in heaven.
