This is a shoutout for help. 😖
Can anyone advise me how to read the “Blogs I Follow” in an ascending order? Because I have been looking 😫 for it to no avail. Everywhere are full of coding. 👀
All I want is to read everyone’s post at my wordpress account from ascending order.
Really appreciate any help how to set my wordpress reading posts into ascending order. My technical friend is busy with her life and trying to survive.
Because I do not want to miss out reading everyone’s posts.
The minute I left the room
Tap tap tap
Here comes the toddler
Like a magnet
Like a glue
Needing me to accompany him
To brush teeth
To play
To sleep
Knocking grandma’s room
Looking for “Mama, mama”
Looking for “Mummy, mummy”
Knocking bathroom door
Looking for “Mama, mama”
Looking for “Mummy, mummy”
Knocking my room
Looking for “Mama, mama”
Looking for “Mummy, mummy”
Peeking into the kitchen
Looking for “Mama, mama”
Looking for “Mummy, mummy”
Tap tap tap
Here comes the toddler
Like a magnet
Like a glue
Needing me to accompany him
To brush teeth
To play
To sleep
Inspiration On: Monday, 14 October 2013 at 1:20am to 4pm
It has been a month for my 39 months toddler sticks like a glue to me to accompany him in everything he does. Therefore, such experience births this poetry and I missed my friends and wordpress friends.
In the midst of uncertainty
Impossible to meet my need
Everything is stripped away
Only faith and trust in my Lord remains
Entered the train with disappointment
But . . .
Two empty seats?
Nobody occupies?
I see God’s providence for my need
No matter how little it seems
It is the most needed part
Praise God
Praise His holy Name
Inspired On: Thursday, 29 August 2013 from 5:04pm to 5:16pm
While I was going to my new workplace for a certain event, the train seemed full. Oh, the long journey will be tiring. Unexpectedly, there were two empty seats. Nobody bothered to take the seat. Really thank God for the needed rest for my long journey. Because I have muscle-ache problem. My shoulder is the most essential as it may lead to my worsened migraine.
Milk! Milk! Milk!
I want milk!
I need milk!
Inspiration On: Thursday, 18 July 201: at 10:52pm
My helper brought the soluble milk bottle into my room. My toddler’s eyes sparkle. My son loves and like milk. Without milk, he can’t sleep. This is the regular routine. Surprisingly, rhythmic words birth out.
Yoshiko 