How I moved from church work to financial advisory

Many have asked, so here’s my attempt to respond.

I graduated from NTU Material Science and Engineering in 2014. I knew I wanted to work in a church (I don’t like to call it church because church is who the people of God are, and not just the place or the organisation we work at. But for simplicity, let’s just call it that) when I graduate but because my parents weren’t agreeable, I decided to look for something else in the interim.

I went to a career fair in NTU in my final year, and nothing really interest me except this booth by SportSG (used to be Singapore Sports Council). They had openings for the SEA Games committee, and there was a particular role that I was drawn to as I felt that it played to my strengths of event planning and working with people. I applied for that and eventually got the offer.

To cut the story short, I enjoyed the work but I left 8 months into it because I couldn’t tolerate the leadership and I felt I wasn’t learning much.

So I left and was soon offered a role in a recruitment agency. Again, I accepted this role because I felt that it played to my strengths of working with people, and I liked that I got to help people in the work that I did.

I didn’t stay long in this place, just 6 months, because half a year into it, my mom agreed to let me work in church. Of course I was elated! I quickly told my pastor about it and soon, I found myself interning in church.

There were many things that I didn’t like about working in the church, but boy, time passed so quickly when I was working in church! I enjoyed journeying with the young people, emceeing at events, planning events, helping people see God in their lives… I really liked the work I did in the four years that I was there.

Life took a turn when my firstborn came. I went on a 4-months maternity leave, then a 5-months no-pay leave (NPL), and eventually left the job because we couldn’t get a place in infant care and didn’t know how long it’ll take to get a spot.

Initially when I thought about leaving this job, I was a bit sad. But at the end of my NPL, I began to see that it was probably all part of God’s plan for me to stay home and take care of E for the first 18 months of his life. There was peace when I submitted my resignation letter.

When E turned 1 year old, I started thinking again what I should do when he starts going to child care. My first instinct was to go back to church work because it was easy for me, and I knew how things work. I explored w some churches, but ended up with a no because if we have a second child, the cycle of ML-NPL-resign would repeat itself, and I didn’t want that.

So I thought “ok, maybe government sector!”. Something stable and easy would be great, cos I didn’t really wanna use my brains (haha not a very good steward of my brains yes I know), and ideally I can have my weeknights and weekends for family. No replies two months into the application process. I gave up. “Lord, please open doors if You want me to work when E goes to school,” I prayed and left it as that.

A few weeks later, I decided to take some time to look into our own finances. I took about a week or so to consolidate and analyse. At the end of it, I felt a strange sense of satisfaction. I shared this with my husband, and he said “then why don’t you go and be a financial consultant?” “Huh, don’t want luh,” I said in annoyance. Context: I didn’t like the industry because I had a bad experience with financial consultants when I was in uni. “But what you did for us is what financial consultants should do what. Just be open luh,” the hubs said. That clicked something in me and I thought no harm being open about it.

In the following two weeks, I took time to research online what this role is really about. Towards the end of the second week, I found myself praying, “Lord, what does this role really do?” And I heard the Lord say, “Whatever you did for your family is what a financial consultant is supposed to do.” I had a moment with the Lord. When He said that, this role made perfect sense to me. And it’s something that played to my strengths as well! But I was adamant that I will not talk to any financial consultant about it because I didn’t want them to influence my decision. So I said, “Lord, if you are leading me to this place, then You open doors for me.”

The following day, a friend who is in the financial advisory industry texted me – “Hey tiff! Have you considered joining the industry?” I was like 😳 this can’t be it. But I know in my spirit that it was the open door. I said, “omg yes actually I’ve been thinking about it for two weeks now. And you must be God-sent.” She was as excited as I was, and she linked me up with her manager and director.

I can’t remember exactly whether we met a day or two days later. It was a good meeting. Whatever they shared were in sync with what I believed the industry should be about. I came home and shared w my hubs what happened, and he encouraged me to go ahead and try it. I was hesitant. I wasn’t sure that it was God leading me into it. It was a decision difficult to make because I didn’t want to be a consultant that leaves halfway. I went to the room and prayed, “God, this decision is so hard to make.” And God said, “you come in because I have called you, and you will go because I call you.” Bam. Decision made.

And from that moment on, it was no turning back (unless the Lord calls me out). 🙂

Things I’ve learnt in this process:

  1. Ministry is where God calls or where you sense God is calling (not just limited to the church context)
  2. Your God-given strengths can be used anywhere and everywhere. Rather than figuring out where to go, ask yourself what your strengths are, then ask God where to go.
  3. In every job, there will be things that you don’t like to do. Make sure that the things you like/enjoy are bigger than the things that you don’t, and you will keep going.

Feel free to reach out for a cup of coffee if you are interested in having me journey with you in life and in financial planning! 🙃

Chrysanthemum Konnyaku Jelly for Toddlers

E has been into jelly lately. In an attempt to give him something healthier, I made chrysanthemum konnyakj jelly for him last weekend, and it was a hit!

The inspiration came when we were doing a random groceries shopping, and I saw the konnyaku jelly premix and thought of the osmanthus jelly dessert.

It’s not that hard. All you need is just a pack of konnyaku jelly premix, and follow the instructions given!

To make chrysanthemum konnyaku jelly, boil the indicated amount of water with chrysanthemum flowers and some goji berries. Doesn’t have to be exact how much to add. More flowers if you want a stronger taste, and vice versa 🙂 I let it boil for about 5 minutes, turned off the fire, and removed the flowers and goji berries from the pot. I put the cooked goji berries in the muffin tray because E loves goji berries, while the flowers I threw away.

After that, turn on the fire again, and let the chrysanthemum water boil before adding the konnyaku jelly premix. Keep stirring until all the premix is dissolved. Once everything is dissolved, transfer the liquid to the muffin tray (or any kind of mold). Leave it to cool before putting it in the fridge. And there you have chrysanthemum konnyaku jelly!

3D2N at Shangri-la Rasa Sentosa with our toddler

This staycation was supposed to be for my birthday but it happened a month later because I had assignments due during my birthday week. Yeah bummers but that’s fine because having it a month later also meant that I’m done with the course I’ve been doing for the last four years and could enjoy even more! 🤪

We managed to get a pretty good deal for two nights’ stay at Shangri-La Rasa Sentosa – $750 before using the Singapore Rediscover vouchers, so we only paid $650 cash for two nights there! My husband and I both agreed that this hotel is super family-friendly; it’s got all the facilities to keep the family occupied all day – swimming pools, a private beach area, a crafts room, and two indoor playgrounds (one for below 4 years old and one for 4 and above).

We spent most of our time at the pool and at the beach, and then again, we didn’t really have much time. 😄 we reached at about 315pm on Day 1. By the time we checked in and settled down, it was about 4pm. We managed to get a pool slot for 3-5pm (all facilities reauire booking due to Covid-19) so we went to the pool till about 5, then went to the beach right after. We went back to the hotel room to shower at around 6pm. E took a short nap after showering before we went for dinner at 7pm. We went to Coastes for dinner with friends who came with us to the staycay for a night, and headed back to hotel at around 9 (I think!) thinking that E would sleep at about 930-10pm but guess what? He slept at 1130pm on the first night 🥴

But thankfully and surprisingly, he only woke up once (usually he wakes up twice) at 330am for a milk feed, and slept till we woke him up at 830am. We were determined to not let him sleep so late anymore, so waking up earlier means he will sleep earlier the next day.

Day 2 started with breakfast at 9am, then an impromptu craft session at about 1030 (we didn’t book but happened that there was availability). We went back to the hotel room to rest for a while at about 11, and headed down to the indoor playground at about 1115, of which we were tired about 30min in and E was still full of energy 😩 we met our friends again for lunch at Trapizza (they have great pizza!) at 1230, then we headed back to the room at about 130pm for E to take his nap. He slept from 2-4. When he woke up, we made an impromptu beach booking cos there were still slots left and after that we went to the pool, then headed back to the room at around 545pm to wash up. After washing up, we headed out for dinner.

Day 2’s evening was an adventure for us. We wanted to have dinner at FOC Sentosa, which was at the end of Palawan beach. Since we haven’t taken the cable car before as a family and it’s only $3/pax now for the Sentosa line, we thought we’d take the cable car to Merlion Station and then take the tram to the dinner place. But guess what? Our reservation was 6.30pm but when we reached Merlion Station, it was already past 6.30. Lol so we scrapped all our plans and went looking for any available food options instead.

We took Sentosa Express from Imbiah station to Beach station, and managed to find a Food Court that was closing in 45 minutes! They had only chicken rice, laksa and briyani left, and we ordered one of each. 😅 we were super hungry and our son probably ate about half of the chicken rice. It was also the first time we were so free about letting him eat our food. Well, in a sense, we had no choice cos there’s no better option. 🤷‍♀️ then again, we don’t eat out everyday so it’s okay luh I think. Haha

We finished dinner before 8pm and slowly made our way back to the hotel. Along the way, we saw an ice cream shop, stopped by to get a cup. Well, you guessed it. Our son enjoyed the ice cream VERY MUCH. 😌 got back to the hotel room, changed him into pjs, and he slept at 9.20pm. 🥳

Day 3 was just a slow morning with breakfast at 915am, going back to the room at about 1030am, laying in bed for awhile, packing up and checking out at 12pm.

Staycays and holidays will never be the same again now that we have a kid. Everything we do during that time seemed to revolve around him – the beach activities, the pool time, the indoor playground… it’s tiring but we wouldn’t trade it for anything else.

We witnessed so many firsts for E – first time playing at the indoor playground (he even managed to climb up this rock climbing thing himself!), first time at the beach, first time playing with sand, first time eating chicken rice and ice cream, first time holding a marker and “colouring”… and I’m so proud that he did everything so well! Except sleeping super late on the first night, which was also not his fault cos he had to do a car nap that was only 30minutes, which resulted in him having to do another nap at 630pm hence being not tired enough to sleep by 9ish. 🤷‍♀️

As for us, we try to do things we enjoy such as having a beer during meal times, and taking turns to be alone while the other spent time with E. The hubs went to swim while I accompanied E when he was napping, and later the hubs played with E at the beach while I laid on the sunbed thinking about life. “Me time” is still possible with a kid!

Till we are able to go overseas again, we are looking forward to our next staycation already! 😊

No lesser Mom

My firstborn came into this world on the 25th of March, after 21 hours of labour, through an emergency c-section.

Being an idealist (most of the time), I had in mind the ideals of what a Mom should have/go through/be able to do – normal delivery with no epidural and no inducing, great milk supply, being able to make baby sleep and feed at scheduled timings… And even before my baby was born, my ideals were challenged one by one.

The moment I was warded, the nurse induced me because my water bag was leaking and I was only 0.5cm dilated. Ideal of not inducing – ✖.

After inducing me, the nurse came in to check my dilation every few hours and I remember telling my husband “that feeling is the worst I’ve ever felt so far”. It was a very uncomfortable and painful feeling, and who would have known that checking for dilation is such a manual thing when we live in such a tech-savvy time??? I could have asked for epidural but I continued to bear the pain, believing that it would make me a better Mom if I didn’t take epidural (I read that every kind of medication/chemical that goes into my body during labour affects the baby). Labour pain is really the most intense pain anyone can ever experience. I bore the pain from 2plus in the morning till about 7am, and a nurse came in to ask me whether I would like to take epidural. Took me awhile to consider because of my stubbornness, but after she shared with me her perspective, I went with it. In case you’re wondering what the nurse said that made me go against my ideals, she said something like “you are only 1.5cm dilated. And it’s going to take awhile to fully dilate. Normally it takes about 1 hour to dilate 1cm, so you might need about 7-8 more hours.” Thinking about having to bear with the pain for that long hours made me give in to taking epidural. Decision made at about 7am, anesthetist came at about 9am, and my body finally relaxed after that… but with that, ideal of not taking epidural – ✖.

Throughout the labour day, my gynae and the nurses came in and out to check on my dilation, and at about 8pm the same day, my gynae came and checked on me, and found that I was still only about 7cm dilated. (I was already 7cm dilated at 4pm.) So she suggested that I go for csect because it didn’t seem that my dilation was progressing, plus my water bag was leaking. I was apprehensive. I really didn’t want to go for csect. So at that moment, I left the decision to my husband. He decided that we will go for csect, after all the life of the baby was at stake. So I did. Csect. Ideal of normal delivery – ✖.

The csect process was really quick. As soon as the decision for csect was made, I was pushed to the operating theatre. When I entered the operating theatre, I couldn’t really see because I was lying down, but I could hear that there was alot going on in there – nurses, gynae and anesthetist preparing for the csect procedure.

The anesthetist came towards me, injected something into my body to ensure that my lower body was really numb before the procedure began. (I actually think that the procedure started before she injected because I could feel something going on at my lower abdomen.) As the procedure proceeded, I soon felt the gynae opening up my tummy. I felt really uncomfortable and I remember saying “I can feel something!” I panicked and the anesthetist put the mask (I think is a really high dosage of laughing gas) over my nose and mouth. The next moment I felt everything around me slow down, there were people talking to me but slowly I couldn’t hear them anymore. It was quite a scary feeling. I felt like I was going to die! I was struggling to keep awake but it was too much of a struggle and I decided to just close my eyes (and the thought I had before I closed my eyes was “I really don’t wanna die. But if I die, I die.”).

As soon as I closed my eyes, I had a dream about a moving train and something else going on, which I cannot remember. And when I opened my eyes, I actually felt alot of vibration in my abdomen area and the feeling of the vibrations were in sync with the train vibrations I felt in my dream! Everything that happened after that was a blur and soon I heard a baby crying, then a baby was brought to me, we took a photo and then the baby was taken away and I was pushed to this place where the nurses monitored me for awhile before I was pushed to the ward.

The next moment the baby was brought in to me at the ward to be fed. I had absolutely no idea what was happening because obviously I had no experience breastfeeding, but what it felt like was the nurse just chucked the baby under my right arm, pinched my nipple and chucked it into my baby’s mouth. I’m like 🤨 now when I think back, but at that moment, I was too tired to be able to process what was going on.

My husband stayed with me at the hospital for 3 nights and then our crazy first month adventure began.

Our adventure began with having to do our own confinement for 3 weeks. In the three weeks, we visited the paediatrician/KKH A&E/polyclinic several times for baby’s jaundice, his breathing difficulties due to mucus and the lack of poopy diapers. I also visited the gynae 2-3 times during that one month of confinement. Oh, in case no one has ever told you (first time moms and dads), the confinement period was EXTREMELY tiring – the lack of sleep made taking care of baby very challenging. Rest during confinement – ✖. Breastfeed entirely – ✖.

You see, many of my ideals were challenged and that made me feel lousy, that I was not good enough… I believed that to be a good Mom, one must only go through normal delivery without epidural, must be able to breastfeed entirely without supplementing with formula milk, must be able to handle baby at all times, and must not lose her temper. And all these I wasn’t able to do so, which made me feel like a lesser Mom.

I am Mom, and no lesser (or better) Mom, because it is what God has called me to.

But the Lord reminded me that I am a Mom not because of the things that I can or cannot do. I am Mom because it is what He has called me to. And because I am Mom, therefore I do what I do.

Because I am Mom, I express milk even when I don’t feel like it. Because I am Mom, I wake up at unearthly hours to feed baby even when I am very tired. Because I am Mom, I do what I need to do to help baby grow even when it goes against my ideals.

Going through a csect delivery and having low milk supply are things I cannot control and they do not define what God has called me to. And no, they don’t make me a lesser Mom if I cannot have those things, neither do they make me a better Mom if I can. I am Mom regardless of the uncontrollable factors that I go through.

My baby is now 7 weeks old as I publish this post publicly. Hang in there, all you who are on the same boat! This is a season that will certainly pass, so brace yourselves and embrace it!

My (First-born) Pregnancy Journey

As I enter the last month of my first pregnancy, I am definitely feeling many emotions which I find difficult to articulate. So much has happened in the last 37 weeks that I find challenging penning my thoughts from pre-pregnancy till now… There has been so much struggle, tension and thanksgiving all at the same time.

Pre-pregnancy

I was having irregular menstrual periods prior to conceiving. As my husband and I felt that it was time for us to try for a kid (after having been married for almost three years), we decided that I should go for a check for my irregular periods.

I went to a polyclinic to get a referral to KKH so that I can receive the cost benefits of being a Singaporean public patient. It is really much cheaper than going to KKH directly even though I had to wait for a while. I didn’t mind the wait as compared to the price I had to pay for being a private patient at KKH. 😆

The day came that I went for my checkup at KKH. I can’t recall exactly what happened but I remember the gynae saying that I had polycystic ovaries, which means that there were multiple cysts in my ovaries. She said there was nothing much to worry about at that point as I am still considered young, told me to continue to have regular sex as we try for a kid, and made another appointment for me to go back to KKH for a more detailed scan.

I don’t recall that I was too worried about what the gynae said about my polycystic ovaries. My husband and I left KKH and went for lunch together.

Despite my irregular periods, I still kept my menstrual calendar app going; recording my period when it comes and when it stops. As I waited for my next KKH appointment, I happened to check my menstrual calendar one day and saw that according to the calendar, I was supposed to be having my period but it hasn’t come. Perhaps women who have irregular periods might ignore that but I didn’t. I decided to do a pregnancy test. And lo and behold, the test came out positive! I was skeptical at first because of two reasons: 1) the test kit was a cheap 50-cents test kit, 2) I didn’t know how a test kit worked and thought it could be spoilt. So I did my research on how a test kit works before I went to test again, only to realise that the kits were working fine. But I was still unconvinced because we’ve only tried to conceive for one month. So all in all, I tested five times with the 50-cents test kit before I told my husband “I’ve tested five times and all five times were positive.” We left it as that and waited for my next KKH appointment, which was just a few more days later.

I went to KKH alone for the appointment that day. I went to the counter, gave the letter to the lady at the counter, and after she gave me some instructions, I said “I think I am pregnant.” She said “What do you mean you think?” And I said “Because I tested and it was positive.” All the while I was feeling slightly awkward because it was my first time telling someone that I might be pregnant. “If you’re pregnant then you cannot do the scan today,” she said quite sternly. She quickly gave me another set of instructions and after some referrals here and there by the staff, I was referred to KKH’s A&E to find out whether I was really pregnant.

I registered myself at the A&E department and soon I was in the gynae’s room. I recall doing a urine test and the gynae saying “you are pregnant” as she showed me the urine test results. Then she did a pelvic ultrasound scan for me and she said “look, this is the yolk sac. You are about 5 weeks pregnant.” It felt so surreal in that moment, just hearing what the gynae was saying and looking at the screen of the ultrasound machine.

My husband and I were certainly glad and thankful that I was pregnant. And there I was in my first trimester of the pregnancy.

First Trimester

Unlike most, I think I had it easy in my first trimester for my first pregnancy. Other than feeling extremely tired and vomiting at night when I brushed my teeth, I didn’t experience any other forms of ‘morning sickness’. Not including the one time when I almost fainted on the way to work. Thank God my husband was with me that morning!

I experienced slight bleeding in the early days of discovering about my pregnancy, but didn’t go to the gynae until the 3d2n leaders retreat that I was at ended. (Yup I was bleeding during the 3 days at the retreat and no one knew 😶) Some might say that I’m foolish but I really didn’t sense the need to panic. There was peace as I trusted God. After the retreat, I told my husband about it and he told me to go to KKH for a check. So I went to KKH for a checkup at the A&E department and the gynae prescribed some hormone pills to stop the bleeding, which apparently also helped to stabilize the pregnancy. The bleeding stopped as soon as I started taking the pills and I didn’t experience bleeding anymore (other than from being constipated later on as I entered the second trimester 😣).

Being perpetually tired was one of my greatest struggles in this trimester. I felt lousy that I couldn’t do as much as I used to be able to. I felt unproductive. But in this season, the Lord taught me what Ecclesiastes 3:1 (NLT) meant “For everything there is a season, a time for every activity under heaven.” Eventually I learnt to be okay with not being as productive as before I was pregnant (as long as I still do my best) and I also refined my definition of ‘best’ in this season. Doing your best is relative to each season that you are in, not comparing with any other season or any other person.

Another great struggle in this trimester and throughout the pregnancy was feeling emotional and not being able to articulate why I was emotional. I could cry at the slightest things but I would control myself because it just felt ridiculous to be crying over nothing. I cannot make sense of those emotional moments, I just am, and I guess the easiest way to cope with this was to blame it on hormonal changes. 🤷‍♀️

Second Trimester

The second trimester was a breeze! 😎 some mommies might experience morning sickness slightly into the second trimester (and that’s okay! Cos some mommies experience morning sickness throughout the pregnancy 😩), I’m thankful that as soon as I entered the second trimester, I literally was not vomiting anymore and I felt that I had all the energy I needed to conquer the world! I’m kidding. Maybe just more energy than I had when in the first trimester and was able to go through each day normally like before I was pregnant.

No mommy experiencing serious morning sickness would say that they are okay with it. But because my morning sickness wasn’t that bad and was only vomiting at night when I brushed my teeth, it became a sign for me that baby was growing, and I actually embraced it and looked forward to it. (I’m not sadistic. It was the only sure sign that baby was growing!) I was okay with the vomiting although there were nights that were quite nasty… I simply told myself “this is good. It’s a sign that baby is growing.”

As I got used to having this sign that baby was growing, the struggle came when I stopped vomiting. Every night I would wonder whether baby was growing and I knew that if I continued to worry, it would have crippled me. So every time I wondered if baby was growing, I turned to God and prayed. In that moment of prayer, I remember that every life is given by God, and since it is given by God, then He also has the right to take it away. Humanly, I still struggle with this thought to this day, but every day I would choose to surrender baby to God and ask God to be gracious towards my husband and I.

We have named him Ean because Ean means the gracious gift of God, and the grace of God is what we saw throughout this pregnancy. We want our first-born to remember that his life is a result of the grace of God, and to bring this grace to all whom he will ever come into contact with in his lifetime. His full name is Ean Daniel 蔡毅恩 and you can find why we gave him this name over here.

Thank God that He allowed me to feel baby’s movements as early as week 16 so that I know baby is doing okay! I didn’t feel baby movements throughout the day but definitely in the evening just before I go to sleep. Actually I kinda felt something at week 15, which I researched and people call it “quickening”. It felt like something was moving in my lower abdomen, but I wasn’t confident it was baby’s movement because it was my first time feeling it. So I slowly learnt which were baby movements and which were bowel movements 😆 I’m kidding. I just learnt which were baby movements as the days went by. But it was certainly fascinating to feel those movements for the first time!

Third Trimester

As I entered the third trimester, tiredness started to kick in again. It is difficult to stand or sit for long, and it is also difficult to go to sleep (not to say sleep well…). I find myself waking up in the middle of the night, occasionally being able to go back to sleep again, but most times I am wide awake. Thank God that I’ve been able to go back to sleep recently.

In this trimester, I started to treasure date nights way more than I used to. I would want to keep every night free, if possible, just so I could spend time with my husband. Because I know when baby comes, it will take a while for us to be able to spend time with just each other. And I’m thankful that we’ve been able to spend quite alot of time with each other during this period.

During this trimester, we did many things together in preparation for the baby to come – from buying things to washing things to preparing the house… We also decided on baby’s name (we started talking about it when we found out the gender in second trimester) during this period. I guess it’s the time when everything starts to become more real when you begin to prepare for the coming of the baby.

Also in this trimester, I struggled most with my image. Whenever I looked into the mirror, I just feel horrible. I am okay with the stretch marks because they can be hidden by wearing the right clothes. But the double chin, the bigger than usual arms and legs, the hidden collar bone were the nightmare. No clothes seem to be able to hide these and no matter what angle the photos were taken, I just don’t FEEL good… As a way of coping, I have to always remind myself that this is a passing phase, how I look doesn’t define who I am, and I often have to go to my Creator to let Him remind me again and again who He says I am.

In this season of pregnancy, there are many people that I’m thankful for – friends who would check in, mommy friends who would meet up with me to share experiences, parents who would cook food and help with washing baby stuff… and I’m most thankful for my husband. He helps with household chores and ensuring the house is ready to receive baby with zero complaints. (I’m the terrible wife who complains because some things he does doesn’t meet my standards 😖 and yes, I’m learning. I’m learning to be okay as long as he tries 🙂) and he deals with my emotional roller coasters throughout the pregnancy. He never once gave up on me or walked away from me. 😌

Husbands, it really helps your wife to be able to enjoy the last lap of pregnancy when you help with things in the house, bear with them when they get unreasonable, and love on them in ways that they feel loved. And wives, be okay with things not meeting our standards as long as there is help, and be the one who initiates conversations to share how you’re feeling and what you’re thinking. 😎 remember to work on your marriage in all seasons and especially so when baby comes, because the strength of our marriage will determine how well our baby grows!

As I finish writing this post, I am 37 weeks and 4 days now. And we really can’t wait to meet you, Ean!

Completely offered to You

Photo credits: My beloved youth pastor

The bridge of “The Stand” never fails to find its way to my heart. And today, it was the chorus that struck me. 

What can I say? What can I do? But offer this heart, O God, completely to You.

God has given us everything. He gave us even His only Son to die for our sin (which is what prevents us from having a perfect relationship with God) so that we may have that perfect relationship  with Him again. Nothing that we can ever give will be able to be compared with what God has given. And that left me believing that the only thing that’s ever worth giving to God is myself, and giving it completely without restraint. 

If that’s the English song that describes how I feel towards God, then here’s the Chinese one —全然为你.

我生命气息全然为你,如同香膏倾倒 / 无悔地付出,只愿你心得满足 / 我生命气息全然为你,如同香膏倾倒 / 全心来献上,最深刻真挚的爱

The monster that I can’t seem to have control over 

I don’t usually feel so much. I normally can figure out why I’m feeling what I’m feeling. But tonight, my emotions is just like the mess in the picture. I hate it that I can’t properly articulate my emotions. I hate it that I’m frustrated yet I can’t really figure out why I’m feeling so. I hate it that when I’m in such a state, there seems to be no one in that moment that can help me to get out of that emotional mess (well, other than God). But what happens when I can’t hear what God is trying to say to me? Tonight is one crazy night. Lord, please release me from this emotional roller coaster. 

I’m just average but it doesn’t matter

Rarely do I think much about life or the things in life, and today happened to be one of those rare days.

I was swimming and when I was taking a rest by the side of the pool, I caught myself thinking “I haven’t achieved much for the past 26 years…” I found my mind rewinding and thinking about what I’ve achieved the last 26 years. Or rather, I found myself thinking about the people around me who seem to have achieved more than what I have even though younger than me. My younger sister was once a National athlete, my friends are earning paycheques of more than $3.5k… And me? Working in a church youth ministry.

I don’t mean to say that there’s anything bad about my work (I love my job by the way), it’s just that it doesn’t seem to me that I’ve achieved anything big/great, or rather, significant.

Then I felt the Spirit tug at my heart and said “Does it really matter whether you achieve anything of that sort? Because it doesn’t really matter to me. What matters to me is you grow in love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, self-control. What matters to me is you grow to love me and love people.”

If that’s what matters to You, Lord, then may those things also be what really matter to me and nothing else.

 

A pretty typical Singaporean Christian Wedding

I’ve been procrastinating to write about our experience of wedding preparation and the wedding itself because there’s so much to write about and writing takes so much out of me. Oh, such pain… But I’m writing it because I’ve seen the need for couples who are preparing for their wedding to read reviews and experiences of people who have already gone before them. So here goes and hopefully this is helpful 🙂

You’re probably looking to find reviews on the vendors we’ve engaged but we thought that it was more important to share with you some principles that we’ve learnt from our wedding prep. So please don’t skip this portion!

8 Tips for Anyone Preparing for a Wedding:

  1. Decide on a budget and stick to it. Then find vendors that can meet your budget.
  2. Find a trustworthy wedding coordinator. This would really free you up to enjoy your big day.
  3. Don’t be shaken by the “market rates” of angbao money to give to your bridal party, the younger ones during tea ceremony, etc. Just decide between the two of you to give what is within your budget and what you are comfortable with.
  4. DIY wedding decor and invites. If you are not good with DIY, then get friends who are good at it! Not only will you save money, your friends also get to be involved in your wedding prep (ermmm… I’m assuming your friends are excited to be a part of the planning process.. haha).
  5. Include parents in the planning process. Which parent wouldn’t be happy to have their views considered by their kid? What more for their wedding! Find out whether they have any expectations especially if you are going to be the first in the family to get married. They would be glad to be part of the planning process!
  6. Ask for freebies! Regardless of which vendor you engage, don’t be paiseh to ask whether they can include complimentary items for you. That said, you’ve to think beforehand what are some items that you would like to be included in the package that you’ll be signing up for.
  7. Clarify and confirm if anything is unclear/unspecified. 
  8. Have fun! We can’t be more explicit than this. It’s once in a lifetime, so it better got to be fun! 😀

Now here are the vendors that we engaged for our wedding which happened in December 2016.

Bridal Package: Z Wedding
The rates that they offer are on the slightly higher end. We got ours at close to $5k including GST. Prior to meeting them, we did our research and were quite set on Z Wedding because I liked their gown designs and Lennard liked their photography. Then on one occasion when we were at the Blissful Outdoor Wedding Show (BOWS), we had a pretty pleasant experience talking to one of the consultants (we are suckers for good service).  After showing us the range of gowns they had and some pre-wedding shoots that they’ve taken before, they went through the package with us. They added on to our package 2 sets of father’s coat, the traditional Chinese kua, and they were also flexible to give us whatever number of fresh flower boutonnieres that we needed. After discussing the package, he just left us to talk and decide whether we would sign the package with them. He didn’t pressure us like some consultants from other bridal boutiques would, and he really gave us an assurance that they could do a good job for us. Other than the price, we were actually quite comfortable with everything else. Nevertheless, we decided to sign with them. After we agreed to sign with them, the consultant went to have a chat with the guy in charge of photography and came back to us, and said that they would increase the number of pre-wed photos in the photobook from 20 to 30. Of course we were elated! But only to find out later on when we choose photos for the photobook that 30 is not enough. Haha.. Overall, we think that they provided a service that was proper and neat, nothing out of the extraordinary to rave about for $5k (haha..). Oh, and one thing which I think most BTBs would want is to take photos during gown fitting – that’s something that they didn’t allow BTBs to do. So if you’re particular about that, I guess this would be a no-no.. 🙂

So some tips for choosing a bridal package would be:

  • Ask for at least 35-40 photos to be included in the package. Don’t think they’d give anything more than that for any boutique.
  • Not necessary to choose bridal package that’s so high end because an average boutique would have more than enough gowns for you to choose from. Furthermore, my experience with Z Wedding when I went for gown fitting is that the staff would pick a few gowns for you to try, and because they are so experienced with the body shape of BTBs, more often than not, the first few gowns (in fact the first gown!) that I tried on were the ones that I chose in the end.

Photography: juxtapose pix
This photographer was recommended by a friend, who was first engaged by her older sister. And we never regretted engaging him for our wedding. He takes some time to deliver the final photos (I think it took about 2 months for us to receive our photos), so if you’re particular about that, either you can try negotiating with him or you’d probably choose another photographer that would be able to give you the photos asap. Some of our favourite photos from our casual shoot.

Videography: Chocolate Door
This videographer is a friend of ours. We decided to engage him not because he is our friend but because we liked his style of wedding videography (the videos we saw on the website). But we were a tad disappointed because we felt that our videos (the highlights and the final one) were not up to the standard that we saw on the website. We had a church wedding on Saturday and then a lunch banquet on Sunday. We were expecting the highlights video shown during the lunch banquet to really show the highlights that happened on Saturday but turned out that most part of the 3-minute video covered the gatecrash only. And for the final video, we were expecting highlights for Saturday and Sunday but turned out to be a 2-hour long video of every single event that took place from Saturday to Sunday. No comments to whether you should or should not engage him because the video that he did for the wedding on the week right after ours was so much better than ours.

Bridal Car Rental: Volkswagen

We rented our bridal car from Volkswagen. It’s pretty affordable $650 for 4 days. Click on the link above and it will bring you to the page with more details on the rental for wedding. 🙂

MuA for mum and sis: Team Bride SG

There’s my mum and sis who were recipients of Team Bride SG’s services. No complaints at all for the price we paid for.

If you’re wondering which florist or decor vendor we engaged, nope we didn’t engage any. We basically DIY-ed our decor for both days by conceptualising what we wanted and communicating our ideas to two of our lovely friends who coordinated the wedding decor for us. We bought flowers in Far East Flora @ Thomson Road, and bought most of our decor logistics from Taobao. Below are some photos of our wedding decor. Btw, we are renting out/selling some of the items so do leave a comment to enquire if you’re keen!

Ending the post with some of my favourite photos/moments 🙂

And last but not least, if you are a Christian couple, the most important thing to do is to pray. Pray for the wedding to be God-centred so that people would experience God for themselves at your wedding. And pray for your marriage because the wedding is just one day (at most two) but marriage is for a lifetime till death do you part. So pray. 🙂 We are very thankful to God for His providence in the entire wedding preparation, and good friends who made the preparation easier and the wedding day fun! 🙂 🙂

A new experience of doing redemption 

We went to Chinatown this afternoon to recce the place to see whether there were any #redemption opportunities. We had absolutely no idea where to go, no idea what to do, no idea how to do this, all we knew was we wanted to see redemption take place. We just walked around the place, praying and sensing the areas that we walked on… “This is so hard. Maybe the key to this is not to find a place but just to start doing it!” So we decided that we’ll just do it. 

Of course we were just like any other human – we were afraid! But what were we afraid of? I couldn’t find an answer to that. “Lord Jesus, help us! Give us courage!” And we went forth. 

“Uncle, 刚才看到你在推你的脚,是不是有哪里不舒服?” and our conversation continued from there, to finding out that he has cataract. We asked if we could pray for him to be healed of cataract, initially he was apprehensive, but eventually he agreed. So we prayed with him where he was (in mandarin 😱), and we tested whether he could see the POSB sign that’s about 10m away. He said he could see the POSB sign more clearly! (Though not completely clear) then he said “Wah! 你们很厉害嘞!” which then gave us the opportunity to testify that it’s God who has the power to do that and we were just mere vessels! 

We spent about an hour (I think) hearing from him, sharing with him, and most importantly, testifying of God’s power and goodness to him.

We’ll very likely be doing this again! So come talk to us if you’re interested to know more ie what happened, how did we feel, etc, and even better, let us know if you’re keen to join us on the next time! It’s exciting! 🙂 

Redemption is more than just about sharing the gospel; it’s sharing life and extending to others the love of God.