I can never give away more than I have. Christ has given me something eternal. (1 Peter 4:11)
I would like to stand tall with a soft smile.
Turn to my friends and laugh at their jokes without hesitation.
I am hunkered down, not laughing. I am an accountant.
Wouldn’t it be nice if we were older? Then we wouldn’t have to wait so long.
The wait is over! No amount of Netflixing can deny it, it is upon me. I am in the golden age of youth and adulthood. Today I banked, bought MS student instead of shoes, threw out a bag of old clothes and shoes, and plugged my meetings into my phone calendar.
I am a Spiritual Life point person, on the Student Events committee, in a Finance Club, working full time at the world’s largest Victoria’s Secret, leasing my own apartment, and trying to quit coffee.
May the semester never take me away from my first love: Christ.
— Myunghwa Choi, ”Loneliness Unmasked” sermon (via breanna-lynn)
Rode a motorcycle for the first time, burned a blister onto my calf.
Ate mussels caught in a river by hand and cooked over an open fire for dinner.
Learned more about my brothers then I have in the past decade.
Stopped drinking coffee to start my day, started in prayer and devotion instead.
Went fishing, and ate the catch for lunch.
Began imagining my life in Poland after school.
Found out that as my strength and sanity stretch thin, God will fill me with new and unexpected patience to make it through the day.
Realized that I am the new generation of MissionPoland, and this has become my ministry.
Every moment in Poland has me imagining my future in this country. There is so much work to be done here, and so much energy in my when I think about it. Praise God that I’m stirred to work, and passionate about projects I think about.
My dad has been sick for five years now. My dad is the most sick he has ever been now. Weakness and infection are his most consistent problems. How can I even begin to unfold the story of sorrows and struggle that surrounds his health and our family.
Financially our ministry has shipwrecked. This is rocky ground that doesn’t compose with the expensive prescriptions.
I am waiting on digital copies of lesson plans. I am waiting on bus rides and train fares. I am waiting on a deposit.
Now I’m bracing for the reality of not coming home after this missions trip. Bright yellow taxis, and bagel stands for me. Straight into the city, no more Florida sun.
Could God find me underneath the layers of insanity? These are not easy days, I don’t why He plans to use me at the Poland camps. I am controlling I am weak, and I am far from being enough to need the needs of the staff and the campers.
Only someone perfectly loving would choose to work with me as their mouthpiece. Only with infinite patience and endless grace. Praise God for how He transforms stubborn clay into vessels of Spirit.
If you punch someone all the way through the throat, they’ll stop coughing
This semester my New York night-life consisted of me walking into a basement and slumping over, exhausted. Six hours of classes, eight hours of work, two hours on the subway. Monday-Friday.
People don’t hear about how good my life is, because a lot of the time I can’t honestly say it is good.
I see what I am. I am amputated. I have hacked my life into grace moments and curse moments. The chopping that has cut my self off from the embracing love of a God who, does not enjoy hurting people or causing them sorrow. Ann Voskamp, 1000 Gifts.
Beauty that I could have missed had I not been reading this book: sunshine, soft grass, a pretty dress freshly ironed, full meals, aroma of clean laundry, afternoon naps, and laughter of friends.
Today was an easier day to find the beauty in. It was a Saturday in the park. But, for right now, while my heart is still being restored, thats the obvious kind of gift that I needed. Discerning what is unseen does not come naturally to me.
So we fix our eyes not on what is seen, but on what is unseen. For what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal. 2 Corinthians 4:18
"And I see what I am. I am amputated. I have hacked my life into grace moments and curse moments. The chopping that has cut myself off from the embracing love of a God who, "does not enjoy hurting people or causing them sorrow."