in progress

“Mommy! I need you!” Castille, one of my colleague’s daughter called out to her when the Internet fizzled out on the game she was playing on the computer. (OMF Lit has one of the most family friendly environments I’ve ever worked in, and this summer, I got to know some of my officemates’ children whenever […]

      I have a peculiar relationship with sleep: when something comes up, or I have to finish writing an article or a chapter in our manuscript, it’s the first one on the chopping block. There are just so many things that need to be done that there’s never enough time! If I had my […]

Ok, upon writing the title of this blog post, I just heard the chorus of Ed Sheeran’s overplayed song in my head. But this post has nothing to do with the song. I just thought that I’d come to the blog without any agenda for today, even if I do have a prepared topic to […]

I overheard my coworkers talking about fault lines and earthquakes yesterday. In the wake of Nepal’s earthquakes recently, there has been a resurgence of earthquake preparedness awareness on social media, and it has become a hot topic once again. There’s even a website to help you calculate how far you are from the West Valley […]

 And after the earthquake there was a fire, but the Lord was not in the fire. And after the fire there was the sound of a gentle whisper.  1 Kings 19:12 I saw this verse on my friend’s Instagram this morning and it hit me so hard that, before getting to everything else that’s waiting to […]

Grateful 34 part 1

Yes, I am 34 now. No amount of compliments that I don’t look like my age can change that. And I have to say that 34 feels a lot different from 33, or 30. Unlike the years before, that just blend into the next, 34 feels like a huge cog in the wheel resounding with a solitary […]

If/When I get a tattoo, I have decided that it’s going to be just one word, in English (no fancy Elvish/Chines/Hebrew/Whathaveyou script for me), and it would say:


But lately, as you can see from my intermittent blog posts here, it seems like I have been stuck in a rut where I have gotten comfortable in misery. And I notice that I have been scared to get out of it, no matter how miserable I am already. This is just plain stupid already.

And God’s calling me out of it, reaching out with his hand, but I have curled up in a ball, too inexplicably scared to even give Him my hand.

Deep breath. I need to do this. I’ve spent enough time stuck in the mire.

So here goes. This week, things will change.

They have to.

Wake up, sleeper. Get moving.

I had a hard time breathing today… well, I still do. And it doesn’t have anything to do with being sick, well, not physically. But my chest felt tight all day, I had a hard time focusing on work and I was wound up so tight I was afraid other people could hear the twanging […]