VBS 2014: Knights of Kristonia!

So the little one is finally old enough to attend VBS! Yay!

He had a great time, and truly- one can really see the labour of love that has been put in to make VBS happen. There are a great number of wonderful people in our church. May God bless them all.

I will let the photos do the talking :)

Wow!

A very rough couple of weeks (Part 2)

We had to deal with more drama when it came to the health department. Our boy had 3 bouts of high fever in a month, the last of which resulted in him having a febrile seizure. We finally went to see our regular paediatrician, and we realised that we never mentioned the previous incidences of seizures that he experienced! Oh dear. She insisted that he be hospitalised, as she suspected a lingering infection that had not yet cleared up.

The first blood test proved that she was right, and the hunt then began for the search of the source of infection. They tested his urine, stool sample, took an X-ray of his chest, did an echocardiogram- but to no avail. He than began a course of intravenous antibiotics, which seemed to make him better, but still did not eliminate the fever. Our paediatrician then decided to start another course of stronger intravenous antibiotics, which finally cleared things up. All in all, our little boy was in hospital for about 8 nights, I think.

That was a really stressful and scary few days. Hubby and I took turns to shuttle between home, hospital and the office. The nights and days were a huge blur. My back really suffered, from nights of sleeping on the couch and bending over to sponge my poor little darling.

He also had to do an EEG while he was there, which worryingly showed some 'anomalies'. We were told to bring him in another day for a follow up MRI scan, to rule out any 'structural issues'. Now that was really scary. Praise God that the MRI scan was clean! I almost cried with relief. Our paediatrician said that she would not have to categorise him as having clinical epilepsy, which was really good news. But we do have to keep a close eye on him, and manage his fevers properly.

Really praying that God continues to protect and watch over him...

'Integration' takes on a whole new meaning for me...

Looking back now, this was probably the reason why I stopped blogging. I simply had no time. 2013 was a challenging year work-wise, but I learnt so much from this acquisition and integration process.

With the benefit of hindsight (and having survived it) - would I have opted NOT to experience it? Certainly not- even with the really long nights and early morning meetings that we had to convene when we 'flicked the switch' and not everything worked properly. My experience in that 6-9 months was truly invaluable. Not many people get to do something like this in their careers.

Still, would I want to do something like this again? Probably not. Haha!

Check out this link if you're interested in the details.

Here's a great photo that we took on the big day- June 17, 2013. It was truly an amazing team that pulled this off - Stronger Together!!

Thank you God, for sustaining and blessing me; and for all the support and understanding I received from the hubby and my parents. Praise Him indeed!

5th Wedding Anniversary!

We celebrated our 5th wedding anniversary recently; time flies- 5 years already! We took the day off to spend some time hanging out- just the 2 of us. I was very excited at the thought of our outing and spent ages planning what to do that day, as well as how to use some of the vouchers that I purchased online! Haha.

Hubby got me these- I love the perfume, and isn't the bottle just too cute? He sent the flowers to my office the day before our anniversary, so that was a sweet gesture. :)

We started the day with breakfast at Jalan Imbi- yummy bak kut teh! We were sooo stuffed after that though. We then went to Pavilion to do some shopping before heading off to catch a movie. I was so disappointed that there weren't any shows that we really wanted to watch, so we ended up just choosing something that hopefully wouldn't be too bad. And so.. we watched Petaling Street Warriors. Hmmm. I certainly wouldn't watch that again. :p

Next up was a late lunch at Tenjin, Grand Millennium hotel, where we used the Groupon I purchased. The food was really delicious. The sashimi was very fresh, and even the simple green tea ice-cream was superb! I would certainly not hesitate returning to Tenjin to dine.

We had a spa appointment at Solaris Dutamas next; again, we made use of some vouchers. Hehe. Overall the experience was quite ok; although I probably wouldn't go for a body mask again- it just feels too sticky and uncomfortable. We were pressured to sign up for a package after we were done, but we managed to 'escape' in the end, so that was ok.

For dinner, we initially considered trying out a luxurious degustation menu at Millesime, but since it would probably take too much time, plus we weren't sure if Chef Max Chin would be cooking, so in the end we just ended up having a simple and quick dinner at OverTime. Hardly romantic, and the food was so-so, but we were quite tired and my tummy wasn't feeling 100%, so I guess it was the best choice.

A rare day out just by ourselves! 

Thank you dear God for 5 wonderful years together; and we humbly ask that you grant us many many more blessed years of walking with each other, and with You. Amen.

Wow, No.2 is 4.5 months old already??

Babies really don't keep; they grow so unbelievably fast. In a blink of an eye, No.2 is 4.5 months old already!

I'm quite relieved that she's looking less 'cheesed-off' these days- probably because she can respond to her surroundings; cooing, smiling and chuckling. Previously she seemed to be perpetually grouchy- gravity tends to do that to fat and chubby cheeks! Haha :p

The first time she chuckled, hubby and I burst out into laughter- it was hilarious beyond words! Hubby was saying something funny at that time and suddenly we heard this funny noise; took a while before we realised it was our little girl chuckling!

She's developing really well too. A couple of milestones:

• At 2.5 months, she could already get a good hold on her thumb. Enough to pacify herself; and in the last month or so, she could do enough to soothe herself back to sleep. Which means no more middle-of-the-night feeds for me! Yahoo!


• At about 3 months, she could reach out, grab and grasp things- her motor skills seem to be doing ok so far.


• Oh, and at 3.5 months, she started turning over! Just a little at first, but she quickly learned to turn the whole way and mastered the skill of 'releasing' the trapped arm in no time at all! Clever little girl. Even the doctor was impressed, heh :)

So far, it does seem that No.2's developments are progressing at a faster pace than No.1. Either that or we're less 'kan cheong' this time (or maybe too busy?) to keep track of all the details!

Oh, and did I mention she weighs 8.3 kg at the 4.5-month mark?? Gosh! :)

Praise the Lord that she is growing so well!

No.2 is here!

Our little darling arrived on 7th October 2010!

After an examination on the 6th, the doctor remarked that the baby's head was so so so low that I could probably feel it myself. Yikes. And so she suggested that I check myself in the next morning, get induced and get things going, in order to better manage the labour.

I was only at 2 cm the next morning, and the epidural was administered soon after. Strangely, the epidural administration seemed rather traumatic for me; maybe it was because I was wide awake and not drowsy like the last time. I was very concerned that the nasty side-effects that I had the last time would occur again; thank God it was much more manageable this time round. I only threw up a couple of times- no fever nor shivering; praise the Lord!

I was hopeful that the labour would not be long, but I was still stuck in the bed for almost 12 hours. Nothing 'exciting' really happened until about 4 pm or so; up till then nothing much was going on and the contractions were not really that strong. It felt like a really loooong day and I kept looking at the clock, hoping that time would go by faster...

My doctor helped to 'manually' speed things up by increasing the dilation, and soon it was time to push. Yikes. I did better this time round, and the baby came out after what seemed like an eternity of pushing. The part where she was actually coming out was a tad scary for me; I could see and feel (a bit, despite the epidural) it as she emerged, and I remember letting out a scream!

Overall, I really thank the Lord that the delivery went smoothly. The post-delivery healing seems to be taking a bit longer, but apparently that happens- it gets harder every pregnancy. Hmmm.

Wow- it's so amazing to say that we have children (instead of a child) now. What blessings from God indeed!

Some exciting news to share!

Well, this isn't exactly 'new' news, especially if you've seen me around on a relatively regular basis... but hubby and I are expecting Baby No.2!! We found out during Chinese New Year this year, and that was very early on- at about 5 1/2 weeks. I'm already at 25 weeks now, and the EDD is Oct 18. How exciting!

Oh.. and it's a girl!! My doctor just confirmed that last weekend. A little boy, plus a little girl on the way- God is good to us indeed!

This 2nd pregnancy has been going ok so far; will keep praying that it stays that way. It's tiring of course, having to care for one with another in the womb. Physically it's been definitely tougher; previously I could just lie in bed when I was tired. Not this time. I try not to carry and lift the little toddler too much though, since it puts quite a fair bit of strain on my back and also my tummy.

All that aside, I do enjoy being pregnant... The most wonderful bit is feeling the little kicks; that truly is an amazing experience that cannot be adequately described by words. A wonderful reminder of the miracle of life, and the greatness of our God the Creator.. who blessed us with this little being growing inside me. Her little kicks bring a smile to my face almost every time :)

I'm worried about actually delivering the baby, of course, even though I've done it before. I'm trying not to think too much about it for now, and enjoy the rest of the pregnancy. Time does fly by! Hopefully the delivery will be better than the last time...

Would greatly appreciate your prayers! Thank you so much.

Watch this space for more updates :)

Our 3rd wedding anniversary!

We celebrated our 3rd wedding anniversary on Dec 2nd. The past year has been eventful- preparing for the arrival of our little one, celebrating his arrival in April, and watching him grow over the past few months. Hubby is simply amazing; he is such a great husband and father. Watching him care for and interact with our child makes me thank God even more for this wonderful gem of a husband...

My mum was kind enough to watch the little one while we went for a quiet dinner that day. We opted for Michaelangelo's at Solaris Mont Kiara, after reading an article about the restaurant. The food sounded good, plus there were some offers for Citibank credit card holders, so off we went.

Lovely flowers from hubby..

...that came in a nifty cardboard 'vase'!

A reproduction of Michaelangelo's 'The Creation of Adam' in the Sistine Chapel

For starters, we had the Carpaccio Filetto- paper thin sliced beef topped with shaved parmesan, rocket salad and mushrooms. Absolutely delicious! We ate every last morsel on the plate in record time. Looks like there were lots on the plate, but the beef really was paper thin. Yummy! :)

Hubby had the Aragosta Alla Pomodoro- half lobster cooked in a spicy, creamy tomato sauce, topped with cheese and served on a bed of spaghetti. Very nice as well.

Can't recall the exact name of the pasta I had- but it was nice and tangy with lots of capsicum and tomatoes, topped with slices of smoked duck. The smoky flavour from the duck balanced the tangy flavours quite nicely; it tasted a bit sweet towards the end (the effects of diminishing marginal utility I suppose) but the pasta portion was quite manageable so it was fine overall.

Chocolate lava cake with ice cream.. fabulous way to end a lovely meal!

Michaelangelo's is definitely a place we would go back to.

May the Lord continue to watch over our marriage and family... Soli Deo Gloria! :)

11 weeks on...

and baby is just doing beautifully. He has been sleeping through the night without needing to feed for a while now; praise the Lord! Hope it stays that way.

Sleep is still rather choppy for me though, as he tends to fuss a little starting from around 4 to 5 a.m, but usually the pacifier is sufficient to help him get back to sleep.

He is smiling a lot more now, and 'talking' quite a fair bit too! 'Angku' seems to be his favourite word, haha. Recently he's developed a whole new cry- this pitiful, high pitched cry that just melts your heart. Awww, the little darling. Guess you already have mummy wrapped around your little finger. Hmm.

We're really grateful to both my mum and mum-in-law for being so gracious in extending help to care for the little one. From now on my mum will be caring for him during the day when we're at work, and we get to spend time with him every evening and on weekends. So far, so good.

God is gracious indeed.

Hubby is a great Daddy!

Hubby is such a great help with the little one. He can do everything that I can (except breastfeed, obviously- haha). Nappy change? Check. Bathing? Not a problem. Dear hubby also wakes up in the middle of the night when I need help.

Baby and I are so blessed!! =D

Welcome to the world

Thought of writing this down so that many years from now, the little one will be able to read for himself what I went through to bring him into the world.. heh.

We visited the gynae in the morning of Monday, 27th April, and learnt that I was already at 2 cm, and the baby's head was already very very low, so things were looking good. Soon, we were told. And so we waited. The contractions got stronger throughout the day, but they still weren't close enough to warrant a trip to the labour ward just yet. We were hoping to hold on out until the next morning, since we didn't fancy going in to the hospital in the middle of the night, but at midnight I decided I really had to wake poor hubby up, and off we went to the hospital.

I had thought the whole thing would move along quite quickly, given the baby's position and all.. but it still took 12 hours. Gosh!

It was quite frustrating to learn that I was still at 2 cm at midnight; so there was nothing to do but to wait. The painful contractions were occuring every 5-10 minutes, which meant I could not get any rest, and neither did poor hubby. At 4 a.m. I was STILL at 2 cm...there was still a long way to go, and I was worried at being exhausted by the time it came to pushing the baby out, what with no rest throughout the night and all. Drat.

And so I signed the consent form for the epidural; hubby and I praying very hard that the anaesthetist who was going to administer the epidural would be alert and awake enough not to mess things up. After all, it IS an injection into the epidural space, which is part of the spine.. :p

My legs were all warm and tingly after the epidural; more importantly, I couldn't feel the pain of the contractions, which was absolute bliss. Should have taken the epidural earlier. Haha.

Managed to get a few hours' of light sleep after that; my gynae came in at 7 a.m, announced that I was at 3-4 cm (only??), and proceeded to burst my water bag. (We thought it had already burst, but she said it was still intact, and prodded it to show me. It felt like a water balloon going round and round... eww.)

After that, things got a bit weird. I developed a slight fever, started vomitting and also started shivering. Apparently, these were all side effects from the epidural. I couldn't even keep a sip of water down, and I was shivering like crazy. We had to switch the air-con off, and I was under 2 blankets, but I still felt like my bones were freezing. Those few hours were TERRIBLE. It was like having severe food poisoning (which is something that I am quite susceptible to); but on top of that being in labour, with blood and fluid leaking everywhere, and the lower body nothing but a helpless deadweight. Also, I could feel the epidural 'wearing off', since I could feel my contractions again. I was distressed almost to the point of tears, and wondered how I would find the strength later to push. Goodness.

It finally crossed someone's mind to give me some anti-vomitting medicine, so that I could also take the medicine to bring the fever down. They topped up my epidural dosage (the tube was taped to my back), and that helped somewhat. Thank God hubby was there to help take care of me. He sponged me with a towel to get the fever down, and later to help me cool off when the medicine took effect and I started to sweat profusely. By then, I was about 5-6 cm.

The next thing I remember was being at 9 cm, and then there was a flurry of activity in the labour ward. I was re-positioned, poles were put in place for my hands and feet, the gynae's equipment was laid out, etc. Everything happened so fast; the gynae suddenly appeared and the next thing I knew, it was time to push! It was tough; I couldn't seem to get the technique of coordinating the breathing and pushing quite right.

There were 8 other people in the labour ward; and I recall there was a lot of cheering from the 'spectators'- loud cries in unison spurring me to push, push and push some more! Thanks to the epidural, I remember this scene quite vividly since there was only a dull pain (thus my mind had time to wander..) and I recall thinking how ridiculously funny this whole affair would be- if I wasn't the one stuck in the unflattering position with an entire cheerleading team watching me! :p

After about half an hour or so, the gynae informed me that she might have to use a vacuum to help baby out, since he had already passed motion (she could see the meconium stains) and that wasn't a good sign... I was warned that it didn't mean that I could stop doing any 'work'; I still needed to push, and with the help of some fairly low suction, baby was out!

It all happened so fast; suddenly there was this slimy, greyish thing slapped on my tummy, and there was a commotion as hubby rushed to cut the umbilical cord and the nurses ran around to attend to baby. I don't even recall seeing his face at that point; and he was taken outside the room to be cleaned, checked, etc.

Baby was brought back into the room after a while, and I remember how weird it felt to see my baby for the first time. He seemed like a little stranger (or maybe I was just too dazed and confused to think clearly); and if you're wondering.. no, I didn't have one of those 'movie moments' where I cradled my newborn in my arms while shedding tears of joy. I did envision that, but it was not to be. Talk about a reality check. :(

Instead, baby was whisked off to the neonatal ICU, since the concern was that he might have breathed in some meconium (which is essentially his own poo) which could lead to infection in the lungs. Poor baby had to have an x-ray taken, an IV inserted for a glucose drip and antibiotics prescribed. It was quite distressing for me and hubby; and it was heartbreaking to see all those tubes sticking out from his tiny little body...but we thank God that everything turned out alright in the end- thank you all so much for your prayers!

On April 28th, 2009, our lives changed forever. May God give us the strength, wisdom and perseverance to journey on together...

Milestones...

Phew.. I've finally made it to this entry. Thought I wasn't going to be able to pen down what happened for the rest of 2008... haha.

We moved in to our new home at the end of August, after months of effort to get the place ready (and we didn't even do that much- i.e. no major renovation involved). We got the built-in wardrobes done, the lights installed, and the furniture delivered (after a lot of shopping around of course). We had some drama with regards to painting our ceiling; looking back now we can laugh about it, but it sure wasn't funny then. The installation of the lights involved some hacking, and the resulting paintwork over the patched areas was rather unsightly- no matter how many times we tried to fix it. And so we decided to paint the entire ceiling. On our own. Suffice to say, it was a BAD idea.. and in the end, we had to pay the professionals to do it anyway. Cheh.

September 20th was a big day for us- we found out that I was 7 weeks' pregnant! No wonder I was feeling like crap for weeks; I thought it was just the work stress getting to me. We were both stunned to see the little sac on the ultrasound, and we were just blown away by the miracle of life. Praise God for His wonderful gift!

I'm in my 32nd week now; and our little sweetheart is due to arrive in early May. We thank God that the pregnancy has been going relatively well. I didn't really have any morning sickness in the first trimester (save for nausea when I ate too much, but I guess that's normal :p). Of course, there are aches, pains, heartburn, breathlessness etc etc but overall it hasn't been too bad. At the moment the shooting pain up my nerve in the lower back has been causing me some grief; but I hope it's nothing too serious. Hmm..

There were times earlier on where I got worried when people commented that my baby bump was so small, and I didn't seem to be gaining much weight... but now it looks like I have to watch my weight! My gynae made me take a glucose test to check for pregnancy diabetes, since my recent weight gain was a bit too much- but fortunately things were ok and I'm fine. I blame the weight gain on all the goodies I consumed over the Christmas and Chinese New Year period! :p

It has been amazing seeing our baby grow over the past few months. We saw him (yes it's a boy!) bouncing about like a jumping shrimp earlier on, waving his hands, stretching his legs and rolling about as he got bigger. I remember one time we saw him open his mouth (a yawn maybe?) followed by some lip-smacking afterwards. Even my gynae was amused, heh.

I can't quite recall if I ever felt the 'quickening' feeling mentioned in the books.. but the kicks have been unmistakeable! He's quite the active little dear- kicking and moving about ever so often. One of the funniest things I'm experiencing now is his tendency to kick me on whichever side I'm sleeping. If I sleep on my right, he would kick me there to get my attention. Feeling bad that I was squashing him, I would turn to lie on my back for a while and try a bit later to sleep on the left instead. And guess what- he would then proceed to kick me on my left! Basically I think he's trying to protest that I am depriving him of his space- there's no pleasing this little guy! :p

8 weeks more to go; we're praying that everything will continue to go smoothly... would value your prayers too! :)

Immanuel- God with us

I attended my first proper BSF (Bible Study Fellowship) lesson today. I was a bit late since I got lost (yet again) while trying to get to the church, and the group I was in was squashed in a rather tight corner, but overall, I'm really glad I went.

We studied Matthew 1:1-25 today, and I was really encouraged by a couple of points that could be drawn from the passage. I was reminded of how difficult it must have been for Mary and Joseph, as they each dealt with the implications of Mary being with child during the 'engagement'. It was a difficult situation to be in- mockery, disgrace, and for Mary, perhaps even possible death (she could have been stoned). Yet both Mary and Joseph trusted God and obeyed in faith.

From this, we learnt that God often uses difficult circumstances to accomplish His will; and how He sometimes allows trials to come our way, to get our attention. The last few weeks or so at work have been quite rough, and I am trying to learn to commit all things to His good hands, to trust Him, and to hopefully grow in spiritual maturity. It has not been easy, and I have so much to learn..

We closed our study focusing on verse 23: "The virgin will be with child and will give birth to a son, and they will call him Immanuel"- which means, "God with us."

I am so encouraged as I reflect on the fact that God is with me, always. I pray that as Good Friday and Easter draw near; you are too.

Immanuel, O Immanuel
Bowed in awe I worship at your feet
And sing Immanuel
God is with us
Sharing my humanness, my shame
Feeling my weaknesses, my pain
Taking the punishment, the blame
Immanuel
And now my words cannot explain
All that my heart cannot contain
How great are the glories of your name
Immanuel, Immanuel

To God be the Glory!

Those of you who know me probably know that I have been taking exams for as long as you can remember. The past few years have been extremely challenging- filled with innumerable sleepless nights, heartaches and tears. Balancing work, professional exams and life in general (or rather, whatever was left of it :p) is probably the hardest thing I've ever done. There have been many times along the way when I asked myself if the nightmare was really worth it.

At long last, the long journey of exams is FINALLY over. There are no words that will adequately express my gratitude to God for His incredible kindness and grace. I really, really did not expect to clear both papers; especially since I was convinced that I completely messed up the Communications paper.

Hubby must have gotten a fright when I burst into tears upon seeing my name appear once on the pass list. When I saw my name twice (and thus registering what that meant), I started sobbing uncontrollably and just went completely bonkers.

Looking back at my journey, it is amazing to see how God has led me to where I am. The journey has been difficult, but I know that God has used the ups and downs to help me grow in my walk with Him. God is good indeed; everything happens according to His will, and in His time.

To God be the Glory!

Celebrating a year of marriage!

Hubby and I celebrated a year of marriage on Dec 2nd. A few days leading up to our anniversary, hubby surprised me with a beautiful bouquet of stargazer lilies; which he asked to be delivered to the office. They were simply gorgeous! :)

We had dinner at Bossa Nova, Parkroyal Hotel. A haven for meat lovers, Bossa Nova’s 'Churrascaria' concept is strongly influenced by the traditional Brazilian custom of cooking carefully chosen cuts of meat and seafood over an open grill. The meat is carved straight off the skewer in thin slices at each guest table.

Flip the disc over to red when you've had enough meat!

Sausages on a skewer

Grilled pineapple with cinnamon- refreshing after so much meat!

Yummy!

Dinner was quite an interesting experience, although it was a bit too much meat for my liking. Strictly for die-hard carnivores!

Flowers and food aside; we want to give God all the glory as our marriage passes the one year mark. God has indeed been gracious to us, and we pray that He will continue to guide us as we journey on together. By His grace, may there be many more wonderful years to come!

May God keep us together- for richer for poorer, for better for worse, in sickness and in health, as long as we both shall live.

Amazing Grace

Sang this song in church on Sunday; it’s been a long time since we’ve sung it the slow, reverent way…I’ve always thought that beautiful songs like these should be sung in a manner that allows the worshipper to absorb the meaning of the words.

Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound,
That saved a wretch like me ;
I once was lost, but now am found ,
Was blind, but now I see.

T’was grace that taught my heart to fear,
And grace my fears reliev'd;
How precious did that grace appear,
The hour I first believ'd!

Thro' many dangers, toils and snares,
I have already come;
T’was grace has brought me safe thus far,
And grace will lead me home.

The Lord has promised good to me,
His word my hope secures;
He will my shield and portion be,
As long as life endures.

When we've been here ten thousand years,
Bright shining as the sun;
We've no less days to sing God's praise,
Then when we've first begun.

This reminded me of the recent ‘Amazing Grace’ movie that I watched with Mum and Moonie in Singapore. Thought it would be a movie about John Newton, who wrote this wonderful hymn- but it turned out to be the story of William Wilberforce and his 20-year struggle to abolish slavery in the United Kingdom.

No matter, it was still an interesting movie. Granted, it was probably very low-budget compared to most movies we see these days. No special effects (except for the makeup- that was excellent), or dramatic scenes requiring expensive props and all.

Ioan Gruffudd starred as William Wilberforce; a role he played with much passion and conviction as he fought the powers-that-be on the issue of slavery, whilst trying to defend his loyalty to his Queen and country. His opponents in parliament accused him of being a traitor; they argued that the abolition of slavery would have a huge negative impact on trade, and therefore the economy of the British Empire. He sought encouragement from John Newton himself (brilliantly played by Albert Finney), who was an ex-slave trader who repented of his ways when he came to know God, and went on to pen the beautiful hymn- Amazing Grace.

For Ioan Gruffudd, this is such a different role compared to the one he plays in another big-budget Hollywood movie! Wonder how many people in the audience knew that he is also the ever-flexible Mr Fantastic of the Fantastic 4 Fame?

All in all, Amazing Grace is an inspiring, thought-provoking movie indeed.

No Scenes of Stately Majesty...

Had trouble logging in recently, hence the delayed Easter post...

Easter really ISN'T about the eggs or the bunnies. It's about the Lord Jesus Christ; His resurrection from the death He endured on the cross to take away the sins of the world..

Have had this lovely song playing in my head every Easter since I left the UK where I first heard it, but I didn't know the title- just the tune and a couple of lines, plus a vague recollection that it was sung by an Irish singer named Moira Brennan (wasn't even sure if I got the name right). Turns out I got the spelling wrong (think it's Maire/Moya); coupled with the other limited information I had, it took quite a while to find the song on the internet.

The name? 'No Scenes of Stately Majesty'- written by Graham Kendrick. It was written in the weeks following the outpouring of grief and sadness after the death of Princess Diana, hence the use of imagery of candle flames, perfume of flowers and so on; a stark contrast to the death of the Lord Jesus, where there were no vigils, no stately funeral procession...

A few lines to share...

No scenes of stately majesty for the King of kings
No nights aglow with candle flame for the King of love
No flags of empire hung in shame for Calvary
No flowers perfumed the lonely way that led Him to
A borrowed tomb for Easter Day

No wreaths upon the ground were laid for the King of kings
Only a crown of thorns remained where He gave his love
A message scrawled in irony 'King of the Jews'
Lay trampled where they turned away and no-one knew
That it was the first Easter Day

........

My prayers shall be a fragrance sweet for the King of kings
My love: the flowers at His feet for the King of love
My vigil is to watch and pray until He comes
My highest tribute to obey and live to know
The power of that first Easter Day

You can find the song at:
http://www.grahamkendrick.co.uk/songs_sound.htm
Scroll further down the page- it is featured on both the albums 'The Millennium Chorus' and 'No Stately Scenes of Majesty'. Each version is different; but nice in its own way.

Lyrics:
http://www.grahamkendrick.co.uk/songs/lyrics/no_scenes.htm

For those of us who know the Lord Jesus, may Easter always serve as a reminder of God's amazing love and grace....