Branches doing cartwheels- how I love them for it.

it's funny how quickly my surrounding transformed once i took my old photos, keepsakes, letters and books out of my boxes. I was supposed to do a deep cleaning, to downsize my ridiculous amount of boxes piling up in the basement awaiting to be unpacked and put away in a new home. When will that ever happen? With me, you will never know.

   I was sitting in my bedroom, with blue walls with a few photos and artworks hanging, books piling up around me, Riddles licking from my glass of water (it's one of her silly habits that make her irresistibly adorable), and my piles of letters, cards and stories awaiting for me to reread them again along with old photos. Instantly, as soon as after I read some crumpled, water-stained letters, my surrounding of a bedroom magically transformed into a forest, with some sunlight rays peeking through the green leaves above me. I looked up from the ground where i was kneeling recently, and glanced on the tiny path ahead of me. The path has several plants growing over it, and branches doing cartwheels from its trunks across the path.  A few years have passed by and the busyness of my life became more busier than I had anticipated. The visitation to this beloved trail of mine turned to once in a blue moon from frequently trips. This particular tiny path to my past looked lonesome. With a deep sigh and a smile, I knew it was time for me to take a walk on this trail once again. But, this time, I was able to appreciate every single thing that I've endured and enjoyed by taking a moment to smell the flowers and feel the textures of the massive trees' barks. There were some broken eggshells at the bottom of a tree, caused by an unfortunate nest falling off from a branch above. Observed this broken dream, broken heart, broken spirit, and broken chapter of my life... I've learned to truly embrace it and proudly proclaim that it was my life and I would not change a thing about it.

  Oh, how wonderful is it to feel such a contentment. To experience a true contentment is as wonderful as feeling the warmth of the sunlight upon my face.

   The hike was rather quick as I found myself at the end of the forest, facing a great meadow.

         A great meadow to the unknown.

   The direction of my new path... is entirely up to God.
 But, it is entirely up to me to take the first step.


                  Oh, you bet I am!

  Just one more thing.... I found my favorite picture of me and katie. It was during a prayer walk in Jamaica.

          I truly hope that God will grant me an opportunity to do a missionary work sometime soon in the future. This passionate candle of mine to do missionary works for the Lord has been lighted once again.