Exploring life through faith, mindset, career, and the human journey — writing to awaken awareness and inspire purposeful living.
Long before he ever touched a computer or wore a corporate ID badge, Edwin was just a boy with calloused hands, sleepless nights, and an unwavering will to survive. In the dusty alleys of his small hometown, where neighbors knew your history and judged your future before you even had…
To the Master Builder — Jesus Christ, who took every broken piece and made something eternal. To those who have been shamed, silenced, or told they are not enough —may this story remind you that the world’s rejection is never the end. And to families who choose faith over fame,…
It was early morning. The dew still clung to the petals of the courtyard garden as Edwin Ng sat quietly, watching the sky shift from gray to gold. Grace sat beside him, wrapped in a shawl, her fingers gently intertwined with his. Neither of them spoke. They didn’t need to.…
Life in the U.S.? Picture a triangle: home, work, grocery store — repeat. It’s like living in a really quiet sitcom with no laugh track and zero plot twists. Honestly, living in a foreign country turned me into a professional hermit. I can go days without saying a single word…
The old mango tree behind NewFrame House stretched higher than ever, its branches heavy with fruit. Edwin Ng liked to sit beneath it in the early morning, a wool blanket over his knees, watching the sky pinken while humming the hymn that had followed him since boyhood: Great is Thy…
It was 8:05 p.m. when my phone rang, dragging me back into the chaos of my shift. Working as a Trauma Nurse in Los Angeles County has always been intense, and lately, we’ve been overwhelmed with more accidents than we can handle. Every night brings the possibility of something wild—crashes…
Some encounters are so special they leave a lasting mark on your soul—moments too meaningful to share with just anyone. Mine happened long ago, and it’s a memory I still hold close. It was a busy day at church. We’d spent the afternoon sharing the Good News at Luneta Park,…
It started with a whisper. A small prayer circle in the school garden — five girls and a boy, holding hands, asking God to heal their friend’s broken heart. It wasn’t planned.It wasn’t posted.But God heard it. And in that space — under the shade of a tree and the…
The invitations came faster than Daniel could answer them. Uganda. Brazil. South Korea. The UK.Churches, NGOs, government agencies — all asking for NewFrame’s guidance in replicating its model: discipleship, healing, and empowerment. What began in the broken hallways of Daniel’s youth had become a global movement. By the time he…
The sound of pencils scratching filled the quiet room. Judea Grace Ng sat at a small wooden desk in the front row, her head slightly tilted as she colored a picture of David and Goliath. She was only six years old, but she already spoke with a kind of clarity…