It was a great day. The weather was very good. After sending the children for catechism class, Richard and I cycled to Waterfront. There we saw so many monkeys. People were feeding them food -- watermelon, orange, and so on. I spotted this mother monkey carrying her baby.
7.9.2008: Somewhere around Waterfront a monkey carrying her baby was spotted.
7.9.2008 : Picture of a special blue bird that I sighted as I was cycling on the way to Sembawang Park.
After Waterfront, we cycled to Sembawang Park. On the way, I spotted this bird which was flying, and when I noticed it, it just stopped for me to take photograph of it! How amazing! And this was the first time I spotted this kind of blue bird.
We continued to cycle and soon we reach Sembawang Park. We were both sweating. This was the place we had our wedding photo shoot.
7.9.2008 : Picture of a Richard and I standing at the spot where we had our wedding photograph.
Little do I know that I was pregnant by then. It was only later that I had missed my menstruation and had the 'symptoms' of pregnancy that I knew I was pregnant in the later weeks. My birthday was the next day. Richard told me that that was a birthday present for me.
30.9.2008 Photograph of ultrasound scan showing the baby's heartbeat
I have a new life ever since Jesus came. Everyday was a different day. Little did I know that this new life that I have will result in another new life...
There are certainly spirits in the air. It takes me years to experience and to conclude the existence of angels and God.
Since young, I had been 'accompanied' by spirits, or are they angels? There were sounds in the middle of the night and things dropped when there were not even wind. Even my sister had scratches on her body when she woke up. Who had done those scatches?
In my old house, I had a pet dog named Baby. He would bark at the kitchen, barking in the air as we seen it, but we could not see anything. He even tried to fight with it. Not one time but several times.
If this evidence of spirits are not sufficient, there is another dog, named Cebest. Cebest was my second dog. He died on his third years of life. Before his death, he saw something at the gate that seem to have come into the house. He chased 'the spirit' (what we cannot see) from the gate to the inside of the house, to the bedroom. Then he kept barking, just like what Baby encounter.
After that day, Cebest became very ill. That day he had his vaccination too. So did he just met his death angel? He kept 'hiding' in the store room, very weak to move. I asked Richard, "Shall we bring Cebest to the vet?" He said, "Wait till tomorrow see how."
But everything happened so fast. Cebest was not able to wait till the next day. He laid down on the bed with me that faithful night. I slept and was suddenly awoken to attend to Cebest to see how he was. I could see that he was in critical condition. I told Richard and I made a call to the vet. Then we send him to the vet. There, the vet gave him a jab. However, still it was no use. Cebest died.
After his death, his spirit came back. One night, I was able to hear his bell and my leg kicked on something. It was Cebest, at the bottom end of the bed. He had come home. But now so many years had past, and I had no experience of Cebest's spirit already. I think he had gone to the rainbow bridge already.
According to CCC 336, Catechism of the Catholic Church, Beside each believer stands an angel as protector and shepherd leading him to life. We are each assigned a guardian angel. I experienced it several time during my motherhood time.
Raising my first child, Ricsson, I woke up suddenly in the middle of the night, to see him almost dropping on the floor on the bed. He was lying at the edge of the bed. He slept with me on the bed. I always wondered why would I always able to wake up during the opportune timing? Finding and seeing that he was at the edge, I quickly carried him back to safety.
Another occasion was when Ricsson was bathing. I had a bath tub in the old house last time. Ricsson loved to play in the bath tub. On one occasion, I left him to play. Then while I was away, or not paying attention, suddenly I just walked past the toilet and saw Ricsson almost drown. He slipped into the water. I quickly brought him up. Saving him again.
When Ricsson was just a few days old, he was very sick. One day, he awoke with swollen face. I noticed the change in him. I quickly sent him to the doctor, despite my mother-in-law who said, "It's normal for babies to be sick." At the doctor, I was told to rush him to the hospital immediately. There he was treated for Meningitis. Luckily I did not delay.
How do I know of all these? It was life's reflection and also what I learned from the priest, the homily. I learned from Father Terence that our wisdom is from God, and how angels communicate with us is through the input of message into our brain. From that onwards, it all make sense.
