A friend of mine recently asked me about the concept of "when I am weak, then He is strong"–something perhaps as Christians we tend to talk a lot about. But do we truly understand what it means to say this, and to walk in the path of weakness? This is an excerpt of my letter to her, and I pray that this may only spur us to think deeper about what it means to boast in our weaknesses.
Over the years my birthdays have been a time of reflection of how the Lord has kindly led me through the seasons. Perhaps this year, specifically, calls for the thoughts on the Theology of Work, especially, as I step into the workplace for the first time. I am thankful that these have been restless months, and I pray that this post may be one of many conversations to come about what it means for us to “work as unto the Lord.”
In celebration of what happens to be the the international women’s day, I thought it would be good to dedicate a post to all the women out there, as well as the men in our lives who have pushed us to be the women we are today. Oh, here's to the beauty of femininity (and masculinity)––thanks be to God!
It is with a heavy heart that I close my chapter of living in LA. Though two and a half years had been more than what I had bargained for, in the short while, LA had become home. The hardest had been saying my farewells to the people I had embraced as family. These were the people I had been gifted with, to love and serve, and to be loved and served by. And to them I dedicate this post.
As the year comes to a close, here is my customary letter to self, reflecting on the year 2017.
Attending seminary these past two and a half years had ultimately helped me understand grace better. To be able to devote a period in my life to press deeper in knowing this inconceivable God—who had made Himself known in the Person of Jesus Christ: oh, how grateful am I to have been given such an opportunity. For this I give thanks, approaching the Throne as a beloved child basking in Grace.
As Christians we need to understand that the Gospel ought to shape all aspects of our lives, even our singleness. Here I write about how the Gospel has changed the way I view my singleness (mind) and how it has affected me (heart) that I may live it out well (hands). My prayer is that our Christian communities may learn to wrestle with this more, that we may serve and love our single brothers and sisters better.