Honey4Boyz

Today is a mixed day. This day we celebrate J’s first taste of virtual working life, B’s last day of online Year 10 study and we are saddened that S is Covid positive in the USA. On the bigger picture, our nation has a change of Prime Minister, again, in the midst of another record day of Covid numbers. Motherhood is a package deal – a mother’s pain and regrets, a mother’s joy and happiness. Becoming a mother means also I’ve lost myself to motherhood, and there’s so much in my mind that family comes first, children’s wellbeing comes first and we mothers live for another, and not ourselves. Being able to raise and watch our children grow is a privilege. I am so proud of every milestone in their lives, and able to witness their growth means so much to me. I have many regrets as a mom – what I did and didn’t do. There is no manual, training or education to prepare us to be a mother, and we all have regrets, because we are fallen mothers.  Motherhood is indeed a self-discovery journey wher

  Who shall ever separate us from the love of Christ? Will tribulation or distress, or persecution, or famine, or nakedness, or danger, or death? No other time can we relate to these verses better than now. Our nation is in the darkest hour, with extreme circumstances - the unabating pandemic, collapse of healthcare, dysfunctional government and political woes. Corruption, lawlessness and injustice. When death is ever looming and there’s no goodbyes with loved ones. Can extreme pressures from the outside and inside destroy our faith? Can that drive us to reject Christ? Who will separate us from the love of Christ? In Romans 8, Paul wrote to the churches in Rome from Corinth, not knowing it would soon be his personal testimony.  What do we tell our children? I don’t blame them for feeling overwhelmed by the bombardment of negative news. We welcome a short reprieve from Tokyo Olympics and some inspiring stories from those who have to overcome the odds in their lives and journey to th