Davin Indah Love story

Today marks one year since my journey shifted from a busy working mom to a stay-at-home mom with a side hustle. This past year has been a  refining and pruning season  from God — a time when He purified my heart, refined my character, and stripped away worldly motivations and selfishness. It wasn’t an easy process. I’m naturally stubborn, impulsive, and a fighter at heart. I had my own principles and ways of thinking — even my husband often found it difficult to advise me. But God, in His mercy, broke off every branch that wasn’t bearing good fruit for my growth. There were times when I felt low, unworthy, and lacking confidence. I questioned myself —  What am I doing here? Am I even useful? My faith often hung by a thread, especially after starting this business. There were no customers, finances were in the red, and yet I had to keep planting and nurturing the seeds, not knowing if they would ever grow. My only source of strength was the  Eucharist . I spent many a...

I’m deeply grateful for God’s mercy and generosity toward His lowly servant. Last week was a hectic one after returning from our business trip — I had to update the inventory, website, and accounting, while also welcoming two groups of customers for try-ons and preparing for our very first pop-up event. By God’s grace, both groups booked their winter wear with us for their upcoming December holidays. 🙏 I truly thank God for His providence. I know it’s not by my own strength, but by His generosity and guidance. And now, we’re preparing for another try-on session at the end of this month for a family traveling to Japan. I surrender everything to God. If He is the One who opens the door, He will surely provide and help me accomplish the mission He has entrusted to me. 💙

Two weeks ago, I was feeling so down and desperate that I didn’t even know what to pray for anymore. During midday Mass at the Church of St. Mary of the Angels, I broke down and cried hopelessly during the Eucharist. All I could say was,  “Help me, Lord. I am drowning and don’t know what to do.” In that moment, I imagined myself like St. Peter when he began to sink after stepping out onto the water to walk toward Jesus. He saw the storm, panicked, and began to drown—yet Jesus reached out His hand to save him. I felt the same way, needing His hand to lift me up. After Mass, I messaged my supplier to check on some stock because I had a customer preparing to travel to Finland. To my surprise, she told me her shop would be closed in October for renovations and only reopen in November. I was puzzled, but I realized I had no choice—I needed to go earlier, and the only window available was during PSLE week. Since my husband had to be with our child for the PSLE, I went alone. I prayed aga...

When I was at the gym, I came across a YouTube video by Stefanie Gass about running a God-led business. As I continued listening to her podcasts, I found one episode that deeply spoke to me:  Business Meeting with God . She explained how important it is to have regular  “business meetings with God” —whether weekly, biweekly, or monthly. God is the CEO. He sees the bigger picture and knows what’s ahead, while we are His employees. That’s why we need to consult Him and ask for direction instead of relying on our own plans. Here’s how Stefanie suggested having a business meeting with God: Prepare a quiet space—light a candle, bring your Bible, journal, and a pen. Begin with praise and worship. Spend a silent moment asking God to speak. Be attentive—He may prompt you to read a certain verse or remind you of something. Ask the Holy Spirit to reveal God’s direction. God is not a God of confusion but of clarity. Often, we struggle not because He isn’t clear, but because His guidance ...

This week has been a tough one for me. It began with an  Influenza A  infection — thank God I’ve recovered now. But not long after, I was hit by another wave of what I can only describe as a panic or spiritual attack. Out of nowhere, I felt deeply down, helpless, worried, and flooded with negative thoughts pulling me into a dark pit. I found myself overthinking, over-worrying, and overwhelmed by everything — the business, the kids — until I had no emotional energy left even to serve at the  Life Spirit Seminar . I was simply moving through the motions, saying “yes” to every plan without heart. One weekday noon, I found myself on my knees crying at Mass, because I didn’t know what else to do. The breaking point came yesterday when I cried out to God for help, telling Him I was drowning. I asked for  Mary, mother of Jesus ’s intercession, saying I had run out of “wine.” “Do whatever He tells you…” I hoped things would get better, but instead they seemed to go the oppos...

I’ve been absent from writing the blog for quite a while, as I felt there wasn’t any story worth sharing. But today, I want to share something that happened in August. For some time, I had been waiting and praying, asking God to show me whether I should persevere with this winter rental business. I often felt that all my efforts were in vain, and I had reached the end of my wits, unsure of what else to do. In my prayer, I asked God specifically for a sign: if there was even just one try-on appointment in August, it would mean that He still blesses this business and that it remains aligned with His plan. That very afternoon, I suddenly received a WhatsApp message from a man who wanted to arrange a try-on session for the next day. I replied quickly, asking for details — and to my surprise, he said 10 adults were traveling together! I immediately told my husband, though I also explained that we didn’t have enough stock for such a large group. My husband encouraged me to call and explain t...

Finally, I’ve joined the boys in serving at the Eucharist. It’s not my time, but His time. Two of the communion ministers were unable to serve on Sunday morning and requested to move to the Saturday sunset Mass. This left the group leader looking for replacements — and he thought of me, knowing that my hubby has been serving at Mass for 10 years. I said “yes” to the invitation, and so began my journey: the commissioning Mass on 3rd August, a Day of Recollection on 9th August, and my very first duty on 10th August. It is such a privilege to offer Jesus, in the Body of Christ, to His sheep. As I looked into the eyes of each parishioner receiving the Body of Christ, I saw so many different expressions. My prayer is that this gift of the Body of Christ will strengthen them in their journey, whatever season of life they are in.