Thinking about change fascinates me. Change in and of itself actually does not make sense to me. How does it happen? How do some people change a lot in their lifetime, and others stay the same? How do you get it to happen if you want it to happen? Is it something that can be done, or is it something that just happens in its own time?
My thinking patterns usually find a way to circle back to trying to figure out the concept of change, because it connects with almost everything in life. I wish I could figure out the answer to how to control the concept of change.
When people want to change things going on in the government, their only chance to make a change is a vote. I realize the importance and the power behind voting, but still, it is not guaranteed to bring about the change that you as the voters want.
When you want to change cultural norms, how do we make that change when the entire culture is already comfortable with current events? How do we convince an entire culture things c…


Love is not made up of good moments; love is made of commitments and decisions, which end up becoming a source for good moments. 
If love were made up of just moments, it would basically have to be a scale, weighing a relationship’s good moments against its bad moments to measure if it were love or not. I’m thankful that isn’t true love, considering the bad moments in general are so much heavier than the good moments, even if they are far and few between. 
No one has committed more into our lives than God! I was dwelling on His level of commitment last night (His death, His life, all of eternity), and it has resulted into an outpouring of good moments filled with so much joy and love for Him today.
We cannot measure God’s love for us by moments that we feel loved, because that changes from moment to moment. We know His love based on His eternal commitment to our redemption, and He knows our love for Him by our life's commitment to Him. That type of commitment produces moments of …


This blog has been a really healthy part of my growth over the past year. I was discussing with a friend recently how blogging has helped me, and it has made me very thankful that I actually started it. I was wary about writing on a blog.
Output is a big part of learning. In school there are phases with heavy amounts of input (reading, lectures, attending vast amounts of performances…), and with each phase of input there needs to be a phase of output to match. The form of output depends on content. For instance, for music, output would be performances. For sports, it would be games/competitions. For art, it would be a senior show. For many Bachelor of Arts programs, output often looks like a lot of very long papers or speeches. If you are pursuing your doctorate, you basically have to write a book.
Output has a few purposes.
1. It helps the individual digest, organize, and apply input practically to life. Basically, if we have tons of input and no output, that input may never solid…

In Retrospect

Hind site vision provides clarity in what we can never fully see at the moment we face a crossroad decision. The end of the year is a natural time to look back. This year has held a lot of different kinds of decisions for me compared to past years. I was speaking with a close friend today over these decisions, and I am starting to understand how life changes with age.
When you are young, your parents make your decisions for you. Then parents start to guide you in small decisions, and over time those decisions grow bigger. As a young adult, you begin to make all your immediate decisions for yourself, and at times it feels as if you are in control of your decisions, which brings me back to what I have been learning this year.
There is a short period of time, varying in length depending on the person, where we are (theoretically) in control of decisions. But as an adult, decisions are no longer in our control, but rather they control us.
The decision to work means time decisions will …

Ode to Jane Austen

Jane Austen’s writing is amazing. That is a pretty blatant opinion, and I realize I may think that simply because I love all things classic, but what I love about Austen’s writing the most is her ability to capture the historical past in such a way to make it feel like a modern plot.
I just finished reading her book Northanger Abbey again, and I noticed something that I hadn’t really paid attention to before. Her characters are held to such a high social and moral standard that at times, I must admit, I find myself rolling my eyes.
A big part behind these standards is the cultural norms at that time. The fact that these norms make me roll my eyes is not that surprising, considering 1) I don’t live in that time and 2) my personality tends to not follow today’s norms let alone norms of that day.
The example from Northanger Abbey that stood out to me goes as follows. Catherine Morland, the protagonist, is asked to leave the abbey with almost no warning. She takes huge offense, and then…

Of Maps and Models

I wish there were a map for life. Wait…what am I saying? Let’s bypass the map; I want a GPS…on my phone with a posh woman’s voice telling me exactly where to go well in advance before any big changes... in complete sentences.
“In 2 weeks sign up to teach that kick boxing class.”
“Do not buy the ice cream. Go to the gym.”
“Go on that date with Kurt! And do not talk about galloping down hallways.”
Unfortunately, no such GPS exists. I seriously would like at least a map. We all respond differently to searching for direction.
Option 1: make your own map. From my experience, this never works. Life rarely works with our plans, and even if it did, the self-control needed to follow a self-made map is similar to eating healthy all the time. Cringe.
Option 2: try life with no map and no direction. Yeah, this is a bad idea. You know…go wherever the wind blows you: for example, college, dream job, and your parent’s basement.
Option 3: follow someone else’s map. There is some wisdom in modeling our…