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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