Katy’s Weblog
My mom was a strong person when she was young. She told us she was athletic, liked to swim, and enjoyed going out. She had a lot of friends in Hong Kong.
When she immigrated to the US, she raised us four kids in Pasadena without knowing the language here, and without the ability to drive.
A few books I read in the past couple of months that I have not recorded here:
Shadow of the Giant by Orson Scott Card – Absolutely the last of the series I am going to read. I think I’ve read them all now.
Heaven by Randy Alcorn – A hefty book. Some parts were…
“Hey, what’s that?” My husband suddenly noticed the Pokemon writing decorations on our living room wall…ummm, they’ve been there for the last 5 days. And these are not little decorations. They are about one foot high, stretches about 5 feet across, tacked on the front wall immediately facing you when you enter the room. And he’s been going into that room everyday, several times a day, day in and day out, since those decorations has been up. And 5 days later he noticed! Amazing!
I am writing down what I am studying and learning in Acts.
One of the hardest person to forgive is yourself. If you’ve done something wrong or stupid in the past, it comes back to haunt you even years later. I still kick myself for some of the stupid things I did in college.
I was a substitute today for 7th grade social studies.
In the beginning of each class, I gave very explicit instructions, wrote it in red on the board, telling the students not to write on the worksheet. The answers are to be written on a separate piece of paper. I made sure everyone was looking up at me when I was talking.
I’ve studied the book of Acts many times. But I am forgetful. I never remember all the history of Paul’s travels, who the Roman and Jewish rulers were at his trials, and how all the other books of Paul are related in the timeline of Paul’s travels. So I am studying it again.
I remember having heart palpitations since junior high. As an adult, I asked my doctor about it, wore a 24-hour heart monitor, and was determined to have Premature Ventricular Complex or PVC. Whenever I go see the doctor and my pulse routinely checked, the nurse is often baffled by my irregular heartbeat. The doctor would say it’s nothing to worry about.
Before the days of cherry-flavored additives, medicine used to taste bad. My mom used to give us the medicine in one spoon, and quickly with another spoon stick some sweetened condensed milk in our mouth to get that yucky taste out. I actually looked forward to the medicine to get the sweetened condensed milk! To this day, I associate sweetened condensed milk with bitter medicine.
About a month ago, my 89-year-old aunt passed away. When I was in about 7th grade, she sewed me a cape, a Sherlock Holmes kind of cape, fully lined, with a zipper in the front, and slits for the hands. With the little bit of fabric left, she made a matching skirt. I kept that cape and cherish it today.
Here’s another thought I had about George Muller.
His first desire was to be a missionary. He left Prussia to go to England to receive training to reach the Jews, with the intention of going to Russia after his training. However, while in England, he saw the great needs there and decided he can share the gospel there rather than spending time in learning Hebrew.