I haven’t used this blog much this year. But I feel like as Mission Year ends, I should probably post something. That way I’ll have posted at the beginning and the end. That’s good, right? Most of my bloggage has been done here: http://sawahjean.blogspot.com. So read that if you like I actually stole this post from there. Endings and Beginnings… This is our last week. It’s official – Mission Year is ending. This weekend it really started to sink in. …
I always feel weird when a new year rolls around. I can’t really explain the feeling…just…odd. It’s as if something is missing; as if I feel that something big should happen or some insane change should take place. And maybe it does at times, and maybe it will. But it might not. January 1st is just another day. Maybe it’s that I feel guilty. Like I haven’t accomplished all that I should or could have. Maybe that’s true. But I …
as i was trying to fall asleep last night i kept thinking about how often i’m dissatisfied or disappointed with things in my life. i realized that the reason for that is because i want things to happen MY way. but i’m not the one in control. i’m not the omniscient one who has a beautiful plan of redemption in mind. my mind is narrow and my vision is limited and i never can seem to fully trust in the …
why am i doing mission year? because i needed a radical change because i needed a deeper trust in God because i needed a step of faith because it’s not about me at all – it’s all about love. Tweet
This is something I wrote a while back for my blog – http://sawahjean.blogspot.com This year, emotionally and spiritually, has been the one year of my life that most resembles a roller coaster. The image may be cliché, but it’s extremely fitting. It has been a year of excitement, anxiety, passion, and apathy as I approach a major transition (gasp the dreaded ‘t’ word) in my life. Where will I go next year? What will I study? Where is God leading …
Home. I think most MKs – all TCKs, for that matter – will agree that ‘home’ is an elusive concept. What is ‘home’, really? A lot of people try to define ‘home’ in various ways: “Home is where your heart is” “Home is where your rump rests”…etc. But in a practical sense, what is ‘home’? Where you were born? Where you spent the most time? Where your family is? Where you live at the present moment? None of these really …
