So after not writing in forever I decided that I should probably write something again.
So I am absolutely in love with the Finding Neverland soundtrack, it is all instrumental and it is just lovely. I came in contact with the soundtrack while on my mission and it kind of defined one of my areas that was especially hard. I just remember turning it on and feeling like the music was helping all the hardships of the day melt away. Well, continuing on one of the songs is called Neverland and as I was pondering the other day (which by the way doesn't happen all that often), I thought that each of us has a place that is like Neverland to us. For some people it may be a spot where their family would go camping, or for others it may be a country or a state, for me it is Sarawak. Sarawak is the one place that is so magical to me just like Neverland was to Peter Pan. It was a place where time seemed to stand still and the jungle would just encompass you with its unique mystical features. The people amazing, so kind and childlike, who would do anything for you. It was a place where all my cares seemed to go away and you could just be in the moment without any other distractions. It was Neverland to me!!!
I hope to one day return there and to be able to explore more of its wonderous beauty. I hope that we all can each take time in our lives to remember our Neverlands. When we just need a break from all the commotion we can remember that one special place and the great memories that go along with it. It has brought joy into my life and I hope it will do the same with yours.
Thursday, August 27, 2009
Friday, February 6, 2009
My first blog entry
Well, this is my very first blog entry as you can clearly read from the title. I am not the best at writing down what I feel or what has went on in my life but, I have seen other people's blogs and I really enjoy them so I thought I would take a shot at it.
The other day I was reading one of my friends' blogs about having culture shock after returning home from a full-time mission to Singapore and Malaysia. As I was reading it I couldn't help but agree with everything she said because I too just returned home from that same mission and things have been really difficult to get used to. I am sure that every missionary who returns home after serving in some foreign place has a really hard time adjusting. I have been able to speak to some people who have had this experience and get advice from them. I have also been able to share experiences with them but, in the end I still felt that none of them really know what I am going through. That all changed when I read my friends' blog, she put it so well all the emotions and hardships that go on after returning home. I am grateful for this friend and for knowing that I am not alone in the awkwardness I feel at being in the United States surrounded by so many white people and not being able to hear 4 different languages being spoken all in the same moment. Don't get me wrong I love America but, I will always have a huge space in my heart for the people of Malaysia and Singapore. I am grateful for the experiences that I had there and for the friends I met there and also the friends who live here but, who can understand the longing that I and probably they have to be back there.
The other day I was reading one of my friends' blogs about having culture shock after returning home from a full-time mission to Singapore and Malaysia. As I was reading it I couldn't help but agree with everything she said because I too just returned home from that same mission and things have been really difficult to get used to. I am sure that every missionary who returns home after serving in some foreign place has a really hard time adjusting. I have been able to speak to some people who have had this experience and get advice from them. I have also been able to share experiences with them but, in the end I still felt that none of them really know what I am going through. That all changed when I read my friends' blog, she put it so well all the emotions and hardships that go on after returning home. I am grateful for this friend and for knowing that I am not alone in the awkwardness I feel at being in the United States surrounded by so many white people and not being able to hear 4 different languages being spoken all in the same moment. Don't get me wrong I love America but, I will always have a huge space in my heart for the people of Malaysia and Singapore. I am grateful for the experiences that I had there and for the friends I met there and also the friends who live here but, who can understand the longing that I and probably they have to be back there.
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