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Crown of Thorns

People have told me that the thorny plant in the foyer by our office is called “crown of thorns” or “Christ” plant; the thorny crown that was placed on Jesus’ head during the crucifixion was said to be woven from the sharp stems of this type of plant, called Euphobia Milli. And, the blooming tiny red flowers remind us of the sacrificial love of Christ through His shed blood for our sins.

With that in mind, on the Holy Week during Good Friday, we let the children take a good look at the plant, touch the spiky thorns that prick their fingers.

There, we also read Isaiah 53 (on the Suffering Christ);and feel (on a very small scale) the pain Jesus experienced when he was sacrificed for our sake.

“Surely he took up our pain
and bore our suffering,
yet we considered him punished by God,
stricken by him, and afflicted.
But he was pierced for our transgressions,
he was crushed for our iniquities;
the punishment that brought us peace was on him,
and by his wounds we are healed.”
Isaiah 53:4-5

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The weather is wet and windy and my mood has turned gloomy, especially after days with a bad flu; And the trees outside are groaning and hoping for more sunshine to stream down so their naked branches can once again be adorned with budding leaves.

Out of the blue came a sunny sky!

With the sun sneaking in, I quickly grab my camera and scurrying out to take advantage of this lovely spring weather; And the first tree that catches my breath is the magnolia tree – what a pleasant surprise!


Standing under and looking up the tree is most delightful — branches decorated with bunches of pink flowers against a background of clear blue sky with fluffy pearly-white clouds; I feel the presence of God and His gentle love liberating me from my gloomy self.


Since Good Friday and Easter celebrations are round the corner, I stand beneath the pretty pink tree and reflect on the joyful season; and this beautiful poem by Carol Wimmer came to mind:

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When I say, “I am a Christian”
I’m not shouting, “I’ve been saved!”
I’m whispering, “I get lost sometimes
That’s why I chose this way”

When I say, “I am a Christian”
I don’t speak with human pride
I’m confessing that I stumble –
needing God to be my guide

When I say, “I am a Christian”
I’m not trying to be strong
I’m professing that I’m weak
and pray for strength to carry on

When I say, “I am a Christian”
I’m not bragging of success
I’m admitting that I’ve failed
and cannot ever pay the debt


When I say, “I am a Christian”
I don’t think I know it all
I submit to my confusion
asking humbly to be taught

When I say, “I am a Christian”
I’m not claiming to be perfect
My flaws are far too visible
but God believes I’m worth it

When I say, “I am a Christian”
I still feel the sting of pain
I have my share of heartache
which is why I seek God’s name

When I say, “I am a Christian”
I do not wish to judge
I have no authority
I only know I’m loved


Yes, beneath the beautiful blue sky and the blossoming pink, I’m feeling loved!


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DSCN0473 When I’m on a road trip and I spot nice scenery, the drivers (aka my friends) will often stop (when it is safe) and allow me to hop out of the car and quickly snap a few shots. However, most of the time I can only watch the scenic view through the car window, and I am not content with that. DSCN0493 Since I have started leisure biking, I realize that I can easily hop on and off the bike to take in the beauty that surrounds me, and I can linger as long as I want. DSCN0402 Biking leisurely enables me to slow down and to be lost in the wonder of beauty. DSCN0439 DSCN0431 At every turn I make on the biking trail, I am delighted to see splendid wildflowers greeting me with joy. DSCN0432 These wildflowers which grow profusely on the trail remind me of the delicate flowers that grow lushly up in the alpine meadows. One of the reasons I enjoy hiking up the mountains in the summer is so that I can marvel at the pretty and dainty flowers that thrive the alpine meadow during their peak bloom. DSCN0440 Now that I can enjoy the vibrant wildflowers so abundantly down here;
Perhaps I really don’t have to rush up to the high mountains (huffing and puffing) to see those alpine flora. DSCN0570 When I stoop down to adore the alluring beauteous and smell their fragrance, I can also here the amazing sound of the lovely birds serenading sweetly, like a flute, from the treetop! DSCN0607 Biking has become a sanctuary to me, and every push of the peddle is a whispered prayer … thanking God and praying to Him. DSCN0624 Biking can be done in solitude, taking one’s own sweet time, or it can be done in a group which can enhance team spirit… chatting, laughing, keeping in pace with each other, riding faster to catch up with the gang or slowing down to wait on each other. And in between time, stop for a bite to regain some strength to continue on with the leisure pleasure. IMG_9122

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Sweeter than Honey


Ever since I sprained my back, I couldn’t do much outdoor leisure.
The tingling pain in my body slowed me down and I felt strained and bored.

In the midst of unhurriedness, I started to notice the beauty around me.


Normally I would rush out the door early in the morning and don’t pay attention to the surrounding beauty.

One morning as I opened the back door, I was taken aback by how the greenery in the backyard was decorated with cascading pinkish-white weigela.

I felt as if God was showering me with an enormous bouquet of flowers right in front of my doorstep. What a sight and thought to behold!


By slowing down I was not only able to enjoy the splendid display before my very eyes, I was also able to breathe in the aroma of the sweet smelling air.


The fragrance of the flowery shrub also attracted tons of busy bumble bees, dancing and buzzing around from dawn to dusk, enjoying nectar from the mini trumpet-like flowers.

The bumblebees slurping the delicious, juicy nectar reminded me of a verse from Psalm 19:11.


I thought that was a good object lesson to help children desiring God’s word…, we savoured honey and recited the sweet verse that had come into my mind that day I saw the busy bumblebees:
“God’s word is sweeter than honey, honey from the honeycomb”!


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Dandelions Fuss


Some people get irritated by dandelions but I am always delighted to stumble upon these bright and beautiful weeds, and I love to “fuss” about it.

It must be the recent bountiful raindrops and brilliant sunlight that contributing to such profuse showy flowers that glitter at every corner of the streets.


The name dandelion came from the French word “dente de lion” meaning lion’s tooth, because the leaves resemble the jagged teeth of the king of the jungle.


Gazing at these smiley blossoms always brought a big smile to my face.

Whether they are in one stalk standing alone, gathered in a bunch like a bouquet, or scattered gleefully all over the verdant pasture, dandy dandelions are captivating to look at.


To bask in these delightful star-light blooming, one needs to stoop down, really low down, to see their shimmering hue against the glistering grassy green.


Some gardeners dislike these golden jewels hugging so tightly to their emerald green lawn, for they are considered as pests; whereas other gardeners know the strength of these price-less treasures. It is said that these weeds can break the ground and bring out the soil’s richness to the farmers’ olive green fields.


When the stunning sunny bloom withers, it forms into a fanciful fuzzy ball that looks like a cotton lollipop which is yummy to look at.


The silvery gossamer balls crowning elegantly on the bared and naked thin stems are like alluring spherical bubbles waiting to be burst.



With just a gentle puff, the fuzzy feathery seed heads would instantly transform their brushes into magical miniature flying windmills dancing and floating in the breeze. A fascinating watch!


Since the field is still covered with the glory of dazzling gold and silvery dandelions, one must seize the precious moment to blow away fluffy dandelions fuzz and making secret wishes before the lawnmowers mercilessly come and bulldoze the amber weeds down.


Bees’ll buzz, kids’ll blow dandelion fuzz
And now I know what is all the fuss…


Bubbly dreamy dandelions fuzz in Frozen-land!

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The dancing tree


Somehow on every spring season, there is at least a plant that I am attracted to, this time it’s the blossoming pink tree.


Up close, one could see dainty and miniature ballerinas dressed up in dazzling pink tutus swaying with flair on the branches.


Though I never desire to be a ballerina with puffy pink dance-ware, these fairy-like ballerinas do remind me of a ballet-like dance I learned recently at the Israeli folk dancing class.


When the new dance was first introduced, I almost wanted to give up learning due to the many twisting and turning that caused my head spinning with dizziness.

But when the instructor mentioned that the dance is about a tree story, I suddenly become very alert, for I love anything related to trees. The instructor had turned my “mourning” into “dancing” mode^^


The title of the dance is called “Ilan”, in Hebrews means “tree”.

When the choreographer first heard the song, he was instantly drawn by the captivating melody.

And when he learned about the parable behind the song, he was even more intrigued by the music. The parable is about how a blessing tree which blessed others, was being blessed extravagantly.

Since then, the song and the story had been dancing in the choreographer’s head and a year later, the dancer unleashed the music through all those swaying, twirling and arms stretching dance motions.

Here’s the story behind the dance.


After I learned about the interpretation of his dance, I began to pay close attention to each of the movements.


And now with my arms stretched out reminiscent of branches, I am imagining myself whirling gracefully with the ballerinas in pink tutu on a breezy spring day.


Ilan by Elad Shtamer, the choreographer.

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Down from His Glory

4th day of CHRISTmas


“The true light that gives light to everyone 
was coming into the world.” John 1:9

I like what Amy Carmichael (an Irish Missionary in Indian) penned belowed:

“Opening our windows toward Jerusalem

And looking thitherward, we see

First Bethlehem,

Then Nazareth and Galilee,

And afterwards Gethsemane;

And then the little hill called Calvary.”

A great reflection indeed to worship the humanity and the divinity of Jesus Christ!

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Pretty Poinsettia

2nd Day of CHRISTmas


I spied with my eyes and spotted this fire flowers.

This flaming blooms is Poinsettia, also known as, a Christmas plant.

The fiery red and evergreen leaves add color, joy and liveliness to this festive occasion.

I always enjoy this popular tale told of the little Mexican girl and her hearty gift of “poinsettia” to Jesus.


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The flare-out dainty Lilac flowers (紫丁香) are eye-catching and inviting.


Lilacs come in various colors of white, purplish, baby pink, ice blue, which reflect different personalities, feelings, and taste.


Lilacs shrub is a plant of love lavished with glistened heart-shaped leaves.


The scent the flowers emanate is subtly sweet, light perfumey and fresh. I love to sniff at the lilac flowers; the inhaling of the floral fragrance, especially in the early morning with dewdrops, or spring raindrops dripping on the flower petals, is utterly refreshing and delightful.


This morning my work desk was surprisingly adorned with this aquarium of exuberant fragrant. Thanks to the nice gesture of the Sungawan family!  


The soft lavender Lilac flower brings back memory of a sweet time during my college years when my room-mate Renee and I painted our dorm room in lilac color. The gentle and calming effect of the fresh clean four walls gave us the incentive to catch up with our school assignments; and a great place for other dorm mates to cramp into our tiny haven for great hangout.


Lilacs bring me bliss! To me — the flower symbolizes pleasant friendship — friendly attraction, beautiful nature, and welcoming scent that fills the springy air.


Lilacs also remind me of a bridesmaid gown I wore years ago at a friend’s lilac theme wedding.  The colour I think really look great on me ^^

Janice in Wedding Soft 1

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I marvel magnolia and was thrilled to receive one of the elegant magnolia postage stamps on a snail mail the other day.


Last month, Canada Post has issued the above two stunning floral stamps of magnolia to commemorate the arrival of Spring.

Here is how Canada Post describes the uniqueness of this exotic flowers:

“The two colourful magnolias appearing on the stamps are the ‘yellow bird’ and ‘eskimo’ hybrids, specifically developed for the harsh Canadian climate. Whether it is their shyly opening cup of velvety petals, or their intoxicating fragrance prized by luxury perfumers, there’s something romantic and irresistibly exotic about magnolias. This breathtaking flower is one of the world’s oldest flowering plants dating back over 30 million-years, existing even before bees.

The flower is associated with nobility, perseverance, dignity and a love of nature. Magnolias are often used in floral arrangements such as wedding bouquets to represent the purity and dignity of the bride. Magnolia’s are also known for their resilience under difficult circumstances. They represent rebirth, transformation and tenacity, the perfect metaphor for the spring season.”


Magnolia, the first time I heard of this elegant name was through a brand new ice-cream chain that invaded our small town during the high school days. Their chocolatey, milky and creamy ice-cream bar was pretty craving; the flavorful ice-cream bar still linger on my taste buds these days!


The magnolia blossoms adorning the tree somehow resemble fanciful decorated ice-cream bowls… now I am imagining the hallow of the petals being filled to the brim with swirls of flavorful ice-cream awaiting to be licked!


The next time I heard of the name “Magnolia” was during my college year.  One day, at the school campus,  we were awakened by the sudden explosive of these flamboyant flowerage outside the window of the school library.

One of our professors exclaimed delightfully that those showy flowers were called Magnolia and it was his most favorite flower.

Wow, we were surprised to hear his liking towards flowers for he was a stern man.  Huh, it must be the power of flower that revealed his tender side!


Back then, magnolia flowers were a rare jewels; but these days it has become a household name.

At this season of time, my path is brightened and colored by these luxurious flowers, and their vibrant presence definitely commands attention.


These goblet-shaped blossoms liken floating flower candle bowls are fascinating to look at.


Every time I pass by one of these showy plants, especially during this peak beauty, I can’t help but to run towards the tree and be saturated by its elegance and fragrance.


Like many flowers, this majesty magnolia petals wither pretty fleetly;


Ahh, the splendour and the brevity of life!


Master of Life

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