"When the natural power of vision is devoted to the Holy Spirit, it becomes the power of perceiving God's will and the whole life is kept in simplicity." - Oswald Chambers

Simplicity is the secret of seeing things clearly. That's what I often tell myself, and I need reminders of that fact. What would it be like if I were simple enough not to think that I need to be simple? That paradoxical issue has been on my mind for a long time, but over the years, it grows to be my desire more and more, although it also becomes harder the more I'm exposed.

My role models are the simplest women I know, with their effervescent joy, smiley faces, pure hearts and being real in every single situation.

This weekend has been a happy one, with many many reminders on being simple, from Uncle roland's message in church to singing "Purify my heart" to my devotional today. I spent Saturday evening under the bright lights at Bedok, with a group of people I never thought I'd be spending that day with - soaking in the sweetness of stage noises, unpretentious crowds and the balmy sky. We bought sparklers and bubbles, pickup sticks and oldschool guinness stout glasses and let one-dollar raspberry ripple and durian ice-cream dribble all over mouths. I blew bubbles at a gurgling baby and watched as she tried to burst them with her tiny fingers.

Then we sat under a void deck and talked for hours about next week, next year and the future. I came home smiling, feeling like I just ate a whole roll of strawberry tape gum, and wanting more nights like that one.

Fab Fables

• Did you?
• Sunday Dawn
• Floating, high and mightily
• Faithful One
• Look how they shine for you
• All wrapped up
• In transit
• Colouring outside the lines
• Roll back the curtains of memory now and then
• Disarmingly;

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