He is risen! (A couple of days late, but… the truth remains :))
Tomorrow is my birthday! It’s been a while *cough* another Christmas, New Year, Chinese New Year, multiple birthdays (not all my own, obv) etc. *cough* since my last post. Maybe I should start writing again, but it really depends on whether or not I have time these days.
Reading back on my previous posts, I’ve felt blessed to think back on all that God has led me through. A lot has changed, but I hope it’s more an indication that I have grown (and I don’t just mean age-wise!) – hopefully in wisdom and love, like my previous revised prayer! I’d forgotten about it, but thinking back, I hope that indeed was the case…
Either way, I’ll try to put up a real post soon. I think getting Namecheap reminders recently to pay for this domain again has kicked my butt into gear re: writing again. I like writing and reflecting, and sharing my life with my friends back home.
In my visits back to the UK, I realised that I posted more on social media about my escapades in UK than I do about what I’m doing all the way in LA. It’s almost as if LA is home, and UK is my holiday destination (which, given that I’m living and working here 300+ days/year, it definitely feels that way right now).
Anyways, will find some time to write again I hope… I love hearing that some people still check here every now and again to see if I’ve written anything :o Yey
In the mean time, rejoice, Christians! He is risen. He is risen, indeed :)
(Okay last super personal post I promise, unless you guys don’t mind reading them? I do invite you to join me on this journey… I’m trying to improve, and would love for you to keep me accountable. If anything, I thank you for caring enough to read my story.)
Oh man. These past few weeks have been tough. Not that anything bad has happened to me, but I have noticed issues with my own attitude non-stop.
I’d get mad at things I never got mad at before and my anger would not easily subside. I’d curse, and it’s typically unlike me to ever swear. I would slander people as if I were somehow more righteous than them. I found myself becoming a jealous, selfish, unloving person.
Or perhaps, that’s been a part of me all along that is typically supressed. It’s scary to think that this type of person is hiding in me, but I think there exists an ugly side of every human – hence our sinful human nature.
My prayer for this year – righteousness and holiness – was a dangerous one indeed, and I think in principle it would be a brilliant prayer… if we weren’t living this side of the cross.
As with last year, He responded to my prayer right away. This time, I was put in situations to constantly test my righteousness and holiness, to see if I could somehow control or subdue my sinful nature alone.
It’s only been a few weeks and I have already had my answer loud and clear: I can’t.
But that’s the point. View Full Post
Final personal post for a bit, I hope! Then I’ll be back to blogging some more fun stuff from the past few months. I’ve travelled quite a bit and all the photos are still on my phone/laptop (some have been shared to social media) but with the career change and job hunt weighing down on me the past couple of months I’ve found it difficult to write anything light-hearted for a while.
Still, it’s now 2017 and I think certainly worth a reflection on the past year; a year of blessings, a year of hardship, a year of trials and a year of triumph. But most of all, a year of equipping me with vital spiritual gifts to take on challenges yet to come.
Last year my prayer was to grow in faith and patience.
Pretty much immediately after that, Skimlinks asked me to move to New York. From a business perspective, it made sense. From a personal perspective, it sucked. From God’s perspective, it was exactly what I needed.
I’d only just settled into LA, gotten into a routine and found myself a church family/community that I was so close to it surprised all of us when we realised how short of a time I’d actually been there for. I had literally just uprooted my life from the other side of the world to tough it out in a new country, new city, new environment by myself (and gone through a break up with the guy I’d moved for pretty much immediately after moving) and no sooner had I felt a little more at peace I was facing potentially another move again.
This time, it was to a city I really didn’t want to be in. No offence to New York – I thought it was a great city to visit, but there was a reason I left London and wanted to move to LA, and going back to that kind of environment really wasn’t what I’d signed up for.
But my prayer was being answered, and miracles happened. View Full Post