by Lee Kai Ling 

This world is so vast; this earth is marked by diversity and its inhabitants differ in beliefs. Once again, another classmate comes along with the ‘Big Questions of Life’.

What do we live for? What’s the purpose of life?
Can Christianity answer all questions?
Are miracles for real?
Do we look to religion just because we are weak and need something to depend and place our hopes on?

Sometimes, they don’t bombard with questions. They hurl a statement in my face. Christianity is a blind faith, a figment of imagination. I swallow them in, all of them. Many a time, in order to prove my faith, I find myself embarking on this route where I choose to rationalize, painstakingly making use of all the logical arguments in my head. Yet these extensive table discussions and debates leave us without any conclusion and only more confusion.

by Ho Leng Li

Daily, I am challenged to be creative about meals to meet the growing appetite and demands of my growing sons and unspoken high standards of my husband. (Why? He has been overly exposed to restaurant-style food due to his constant travelling and his many business social functions)

I considered myself least fussy in my family when it comes to food. I love soft diet but to the ever growing male members, they need variety and meat dishes to feel like they have eaten something ‘sensible’.

The only pork and chicken flavoring I was exposed to is dark soya sauce. Surely there is something I can create on my own for my family that originates from ‘Mommy’!