I can't remember the last time I was here.
Scribbling away my thoughts, having been inspired by something, or an incident triggering a thought in my mind.
One thing I want to add is, I miss writing. I miss organizing my thoughts into a paragraph. I miss meditating deep into my life, its direction, celebrations, changes and lessons.
I miss the wise little girl I was, but work has changed me.
I write this on the night of the last day of highschool for students. I am so glad that the year is over, that I can finally take a deep breath of relief and reflect over this year.
This year has been challenging for a number of reasons. A lot has happened that drained my emotions and energy, and it's not all that joyful and encouraging when I take the time to stop and think. The worst part has been (now that I think of it) is that experiences keep changing me into a person I don't know. I always thought every experience made you grow an inch taller, that there is at least one lesson to take away even from a bad experience. But I'm now beginning to think that some experiences will tear you apart and the only lesson that you gain from it is to never make the same mistake. - which sucks by the way.
I am making the year 2013 sound very depressing aren't I...
What didmake me smile and make my heart warm was my students that I had the privilege of looking after and teaching this year.
I love all of them so much. They are my strength & happiness.
Cheers
XO
I like to write in disorder, meaning, in no regular arrangement, I type away in bed, or after a dull week in need of some inspiration, but more importantly, I write to learn. Learn about life. I find that keeping a record of my thoughts and its stages of 'growth' or 'change' allows me to see the direction I'm heading towards. And that's important because I want it to be towards Jesus. I pursue Christlikeness. Sometimes in English, sometimes in Korean. Cuz I'm cool like that. I live in Aotearoa.
2013/12/11
2013/05/22
My remedy
Brushing my fingers against the the coarse surface of the strings
The discomforting mind in exchange for a beautiful echo
The tip of my tender flesh verses the tense sounding line.
My ears float appreciating the jukebox the author of the melody.
The callousing four push and rearrange battling harder, cleaner, hotter, pleasing
Only the ears of a broken soul.
The discomforting mind in exchange for a beautiful echo
The tip of my tender flesh verses the tense sounding line.
My ears float appreciating the jukebox the author of the melody.
The callousing four push and rearrange battling harder, cleaner, hotter, pleasing
Only the ears of a broken soul.
2013/05/21
Happily Ever After
There are two ways we can approach life: spending our days meeting our needs or looking for ways to meet others' needs. one is The mystery is that when we spend our life focused on our own needs, we are never satifisfied and our deepest needs never seems to be met. But when we pour out our life and focus on how we can serve others, not only do we find incredible fulfillment, but our deepest needs are met as well.
Learning to serve leads to the "happily ever after" finish you've always dreamed of.
Learning to serve leads to the "happily ever after" finish you've always dreamed of.
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