Almost near the end of the road (: 3 more days til end of sem.
Also is it just me or the light in korea is so pastel in spring? Everything looks so dreamy and surreal in my photos. I'm going to have to go back soon.
You wanna go out and conquer the world but a part of you keeps hitting rock bottom. Set off by so many things. A sad song. A familiar place. A long lost face. Why do I keep flying and diving. Can't we all just soar without hitting the floor.
Two halves of your heart in different places. One half in heaven the other in hell. Smiling with sad tears on your face. Being caffeinated but sad inside. High but empty.
But what's life worth living if you're not confused? Without the mystery and the chaos would it still be beautiful?
Standing on rocks... Remind me that I am nothing without you. To lead those I have been given, with humility and grace. For my heart is flesh and prideful, remind me that I too am in need of grace. This season is trying but nothing is born out of coincidence! Everything was written by you, so show me that you are the God of me.
Sometimes I feel like a little bug on a leaf waiting for the next big thing to happen. Then the leaf blows about in the wind and you hold on for dear life. Panic panic panic.
Not sure where I'm going right now but God reminds me that he's got it. I need to just wait for things to unfold. #momomuse
//It's funny how, it's funny how you forget / The memories you swore never to let go// Looping 'How you forget' by @m1ldl1fe post-Korea exchange and no song lyric has ever cut so true to my heart. After being away for 155 days I thought memories would be written in my brain with permanent marker. But instead like writing in the sand, it gets washed away with each passing wave. Each time I try to remember I feel I remember less but I don't know what I'm forgetting. Like a kid at the beach, maybe at the end of the day all we are left with is a few grains of sand and a few photos to go by.
Frantically writing down moments I never want to forget in my book, in the hopes that someday I'll be able to relive it somehow.
Thanks @m1ldl1fe for this song. Good to know that I'm not the only one (: #momomuse
Finally back home (: Don't know if you can see it, but there's a small circle of a rainbow hovering just above the clouds. Its so subtle but it's right there. Could have missed it if I wasn't looking out at the time.
Rainbows mean God's promises, and seeing this on the way home left me with a fuzzy feeling in my heart. Promises to come!
When the sun sets, the lights in the sky, the lights from the lighthouse burst through the fog and darkness
As this chapter in my life closes, God reminds me that it really doesn't matter where I go. God guides us like a lighthouse.
I came to Korea looking for direction in my life but instead what I found was God, who is a guide instead. Directions can fail you but a trusted guide is a treasure.
God is my lighthouse, my guide, my treasure. #momomooutofkorea
The story behind Gamcheon is that it used to be a refuge for people during the korean war, but now it's a cultural asset and exploding with culture and art. People still live here though and they've really got a village spirit (: #momooutofseoul
Checked out Busan's used book alley, read mostly second-hand korean children's books cos that's my level of fluency, but also found this cool used books cafe where you can read the whole day. #momooutofseoul