My friends keep hurting me

I have two best friends since secondary school. But both have hurt me deeply through their actions and words. They can’t seem to be there for me when I need them, and they only speak about their problems and do not care about my problems. Each time my friends hurt me, I will distance myself from them but they will apologise and I will return to them. I feel tired emotionally. Should I still be friends with my secondary school mates despite them hurting me? But I know that they will never badmouth me as they love me.

Leaning on God for greatness

My creative journey kicked off in my teens, after immersing myself in Comms and Media internships at age 16. Despite showcasing a portfolio I took immense pride in, a lingering emptiness persisted within.

Should I tell my sister I think her son might have special needs?

I think my nephew may have special needs as he exhibits behaviours that are unusual. But I am not an expert on such matters so I can’t be certain. My sister and brother-in-law are stressed out trying to ensure their child is obedient and behaves appropriately. Should I mention my suspicions to them so that they can consider getting him assessed since early intervention is important? I just don’t know whether they will take to it kindly.

New every morning, and every new year

The steadfast love of the LORD never ceases; his mercies never come to an end; they are new every morning; great is your faithfulness. (Lamentations 3:22-23)

O Little Town of Bethlehem

One of my favourite Christmas carols is “O Little Town of Bethlehem” (words by
Phillips Brooks, ca. 1868). My guess is that the composer was inspired by the Bible promise in Micah 5:2 (NKJV):

An invitation that changed my life

In December 1997, at the end of my fourth year in secondary school, Mrs Chow Yook Wah, my accounts tutor, extended an invitation and generously sponsored me for Fairfield Methodist Church’s (FFMC) youth camp—an event that profoundly altered the course of my life.

The guilt from having aborted my child stays with me

A few years ago, I discovered that I was pregnant with my second child. In the fourth month of pregnancy, the scans revealed that there were developmental issues with my baby. An amniocentesis confirmed the likelihood of genetic conditions that would lead to physical and learning disabilities. My husband and I were devastated and did not know what to do. We sought counselling and even went for healing prayers. Our family members advised us to terminate the pregnancy as the long-term care needs of the child would be tremendous. On the other hand, my Christian friends encouraged us to keep the baby and to trust God for the future. In the end, I chose to terminate the pregnancy as I was already caring for my first child and did not have the capacity or resources to care for a disabled child. I know the Bible is against abortion. Even though what happened is in the past, I still struggle with a sense of guilt. Would God have wanted me to keep my child? Or would he understand that I did not have the ability to care for a disabled child? How do I come to terms with the decision I made?