Tuesday, August 8, 2017

Seasons of Life

When people ask “how are you”, honestly deep down I am suffocating in Jakarta. I am still questioning the next step I have to take, a bit of A and a bit of B. But after scrolling through some old photos, a piece of Small Group Wudaokou photo popped out. It reminds me how I used to grumble or even curse myself every time I have to travel 1-hour bus ride from my dorm to wudaokou just for small group. But if you ask me now, I am grateful God put me to grow there and actually meet people whom I hold dearly to my heart up until this day.

But here is my recent realisation: life won’t be forever that blooming spring season but even during the dazzling hot summer days or the bitter winter days, shall we be grateful for the current season of life?

Taipei 2017


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