Showing posts from 2017

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…


Being thankful for people is a game changer in relationships.
The antonym for being thankful for someone would be taking that person for granted.
Warning: personal/ridiculous story about to come from my very distant past.
When I was about 5 or 6 years old, during one of the cold months (pre my understanding of the calendar), my sister and I had a massive fight. Not exactly a shocking experience. Anyone who knew us at that point will probably snicker, or maybe grimace.
She was an over attentive, bossy take charge type, and I was that annoyingly stubborn, lazy daydreamer type. We rarely agreed on anything, and when we did we would agree so forcefully/loudly that we still got in trouble for fighting.
Anyway, back to my story. I don’t remember the exact events or what was fought over. I just remember a quick conversation with my grandmother over the situation. My parents were out on a romantic date, and my grandmother was watching us. The conversation happened in her house in Rochest…

Building Bridges

The backdrop of Leviticus is explaining purity from God’s perspective to a very impure and rebellious group of people. It lays out the Jewish laws for two types of purity: moral and ritual. Reading through the chapters on ritual purity can feel laborious since they symbolize something that has already been completed, Christ’s blood being spilt and therefore purifying us and cleansing our sins. There are also sections on moral purity though, which points to God’s heart on how we should be living day to day versus a future cleansing of our sins.
In the middle of Leviticus 19 there is a section on loving your neighbor as yourself. As we’ve already seen in the New Testament (Matthew 22:36-40), of the 613 laws recorded by Moses, Jesus declared that loving our neighbor as ourselves is second only to loving God with our entire being. As I was reading this chapter in my devotions yesterday, this section stood out to me since this was the law and portion of Scripture He was referring to.
First …