It has been quite some time since my last update, and returning to this space feels both familiar and strange. I was such an active writer and blogger. I would be at my laptop most days. This blog started in 2010 as a reflection of my journey into a life as a Christian. I then relaunched and rebranded in 2014 to be the Home Schooling, Parent, Disability, and Lifestyle blog that most people know me for. That was a great time. Then from 2019, things slowed and it's never been the same since, and I'm definitely not the top blogger I once was. However, the writer I once was is still very much present within me, but my focus has shifted. These days, most of my writing is devoted to sermons for church, academic assignments, study guides for the liturgical seasons and house groups, and the ongoing maintenance of our church’s online community and channels. As a result, sitting down to write for my personal blog has become less of a priority—even though I still live very much in the rhythm and lifestyle of a blogger.
“After Jesus breathes his last, the world goes quiet.
Jesus, on the cross, now waits—not in peace, but in agony. Every breath grows heavier, every moment darker, as He endures the unbearable weight of suffering. He waits to fulfil the mission He was sent to complete, the sacrifice that would reconcile humanity to God. He waits for the end of pain, for the moment when His work will be finished, when He will cry out, “It is finished.” He waits for God, for the assurance that His suffering is not in vain, for the embrace of the Father who seems so far away in this moment of forsakenness. He waits, not just for death, but for the victory that only death can bring. But the waiting was only starting. He has to wait some more.
