I hope you know what it’s like to hold the hand of a homeless child in Tondo,walk through make-shift living spaces and past people crammed on the streetsto teach kids who can’t even afford to go to public school,because they’re either orphaned or their parents are poor; flood waters swirl underneath your feet and your privileged self isn’t quite sure what to do,except to hold the hand of a child… Read More »What Would Happen if You Knew?
There is a season (a time appointed) for everything and a time for every delight and event or purpose under heaven— A time to be born and a time to die; A time to plant and a time to uproot what is planted. A time to kill and a time to heal; A time to tear down and a time to build up. A time to weep and a time… Read More »Christians in the Time of COVID-19
I smiled sweetly at the friend in front of me, a woman I thought to be of wild courage and beauty. It was all I could do because I didn’t quite know what to say at the time. “Kung hindi niya ako gusto, bakit ginawa pa niya lahat ng yun? He took me out on dates. He drove me home. He made an effort to befriend those close to me.… Read More »When The One You Choose Doesn’t Choose You
The last time I watched basketball was around 2011 and I only watched the finals because the guy I was dating then was a huge fan. So when news of Kobe Bryant’s passing started streaming through the airwaves, the deep emotion and pain that kicked me in the gut was unforeseen. I hold no opinion about his career nor did I ever follow his plays, but the loss of his life… Read More »Thoughts on Kobe, Life, and Legacy
“Aren’t we going to go down yet? I’m excited to take photos!” I was staring out the window, admiring the rows of changing autumn trees when Cathy asked the question. I took a quick glance at the map and told her that our stop wouldn’t be for another 20 minutes. We’ve already been inside the train for 2 hours, so what’s 20 minutes more? Grabbing the Family Mart beef rolls… Read More »Notes on Thanksgiving: Excerpts from the Japan Travel Diary (Part 2)
“Hallelujah.” I feel the word rise to my lips from deep in my belly before I could even think twice. I pause. I say it again. “Hallelujah.” This time, I trace each syllable carefully with my voice, remembering its roots. I heard it once from a teaching and have never quite said it the same way since. “Halal”, so often translated to praise.“Jah”, an abbreviation of Jehovah or Yahweh. “Praise… Read More »Notes on Thanksgiving: Hallelujah Nonetheless
Christmas lights. Cool cider breeze. Ramen. Shoji and fancy wood. Crimson leaves. With a soft smile and a deep exhale, I lean back against the shinkansen chair and mentally list down the things I was grateful for. It really wasn’t that difficult when everything was going great. My favorite travel destination during my favorite season with some of my favorite people. How can I not give thanks? I go back… Read More »Notes on Thanksgiving: Excerpts from the Japan Travel Diary
So I move yet again. And as much as the thought of building from the ground up unnerves me, I understand that faithfulness is not just doing what the Lord has called me to; it is also knowing just until when He has called me to it. It is also faithfulness to stop, to leave and to start anew.
“I don’t know about you, but I’m feeling 22.” The iconic Taylor Swift song was released when I was 16. From that time on, I spent every year looking forward to the day I turned 22, just so I can finally claim the song. *not even kidding* Since I spent so much time looking forward to 22, I failed to actually think about what it would be like to turn… Read More »23 Things I Learned on My 23rd Year
My dad sent me a download link to a movie yesterday morning. Gosnell: America’s Greatest Serial Killer The title had me horrified at first, until he went on to tell me that I should watch the movie because it tackled one of the things I advocated for. Confused, I went on Google to look it up. Apparently, it was about a man who did hundreds, if not thousands, of late-term… Read More »The Dissonance of Abortion and Women’s Rights