I am a sunflower and God is my sun

I blossom when tickled by His rays

I look toward Him

And follow His movement across the skies

I am sustained by Him

Made radiant by His pervading light

Nourished by His warmth

And stand tall and strong

Planted in His garden of life

I wash feet

That’s what I do

I’m just a servant

Who follows You

You came to serve

You stooped right down

Ministry on the knees

Started from the ground

You dared to touch

Our filthiest parts

Not just feet

But diseased hearts

So as I touch

Their festering sores

May they be healed

Their lives restored

And as I wash

I pray they’d see

The One who is clothed

In frail humanity

Who suffered death

Even on a cross

Who gave it all

To save the lost

God be pleased

With what You see

I seek not recognition

But anonymity

I wash feet

In all I do

May You become famous

As I follow You

Hero 

by Tina Wong 1993

Me, I’m the one with the innocent smile

The well-behaved, thoughtful angel

Athene, the goddess of wisdom

Me, I am no beautiful Helen

My visage won’t stir the goddess Bellona

I don’t have the greatness of Cleopatra

But maybe the selfishness

And I’m not one to be taken over by Aphrodite

I’m not the beautiful priestess Hero or tragic Juliet

End my life for the sake of love? Never!

Me, I’m no sports heroine

I can’t catch a ball or hit a home run

I’m always the last one chosen for a team

Atlanta would find running against me a breeze

Me, I don’t have the wit of Ariadne

The psychic ability of Cassandra

Or the humour of the Muse Thalia

My heroic talents are nought

But I have been with hero Odysseus

I have journeyed with him to

Vietnam, Hong Kong, New Zealand and Australia

We have fought against the one-eyed monster in the cupboard

The evil dog-headed creature under my bed

Me, I have looked up into the amazing skies of Urania

Dreamt of meeting Iris at the end of the rainbow

And having a box of blessings like Pandora

Me – yesterday I was dreaming

Today I am advancing

Tomorrow, achieving

If you’d like to know more of me,

Drop by the Prince Court Chinese Restaurant at Yeronga

I’ll tell you all about me

All my wishes, dreams and goals

Come sail with me and Odysseus

Sail with us to the land of success

Me, I’m the one with the outrageous childhood dreams

The one to be the hero of fulfilling them

Salvation Again

By Tina Wong 2007

The waves of grief engulfed me

And beat my spirit limp

They tossed me about like debris

Swirling towards death’s brink

Lungs burned with each desperate breath

My body a tonne of lead

Surrendered to the fury of sorrow

A comatised corpse, almost dead

Yet in the ocean of unending pain

A secure rope I did find

At the end of it, a steady hand

My Saviour, my Lifeline

Rescued once from death to life

Now rescued a second time

What Saviour is this who comes for me?

Such grace must be Divine

The imagination is a powerful engine of creativity. The ability to imagine is divinely granted and the imagination kept alive by its constant use. Before I set out to create something, I ask myself, “What is everybody else doing?” I then determine to not do that, and instead blaze a new trail. That is what creating is all about. It is astounding what one’s imagination is capable of producing when challenged. Have you honestly gone to the brink of your imagination? The paradox is that when you do, your imagination will stretch beyond where you take it. It will expand and adopt new boundaries. God is the most wonderful Creator. He is THE original Creator! With Him, anything is possible. So I ask Him each day to fill my mind with His most extravagant imaginings, and not a single day of my life is boring or void of colour.