I came back from HK just this past Tuesday feeling refreshed and very excited. It was a pretty relaxing trip since I paced myself throughout the whole trip. I didn't try to squeeze 6-7 different places all in one day like most tourist would do because I know that that wouldn't work for me. The thing with me, whenever I am tired, my brain will just shut down. Things that are supposedly fun and enjoyable will become annoying. Hhaha.. So, I am a slower tourist, I guess. I like to take my time observing things, getting lost, and just take everything in on my own pace.
I've got to meet a couple new friends during my trip in HK. I could see how although we were strangers, we were in for the same vision. We love God, and we want to see God's kingdom on earth. One of the girls I met in HK is going to go to Israel with her family for a month or something today. Another girl is going on a mission trip to China really soon with an organization called YWAM. All of them are still very young, 20 or 21 at the most. God is definitely raising up the youngsters.
I got to pray with HKers ( and non HK-ers ) on the Global Day of Prayer in HK Stadium on May 31st. We had at least 20,000 coming together in the name of the Lord, praying not only for HK but also for the world and the nations.As I prayed with them, I could only feel that I am already in in something that's greater than life, greater than my imagination.
We also got the chance to pray for the widow of James Taylor III. James Taylor III was the descendants of Hudson Taylor, the missionary from England ( I believe ) who gave himself to China. I think most of his descendants are involved in the mission field one wayor another and mostly working in Asia ( Chinese-speaking countries especially).I was really really moved and I guess, got me thinking about my own life as well.
During my stay in HK, my friends and I prayed together for HK. Almost every night, we would spend an hour or two to just recap what happened that day and then prayed together. We prayed blessings over HK and I knew with all my heart that God really loves HK. We prayed together for a couple issues in HK and we also asked God's righteousness and justice to be revealed in HK. I think, I would need a lot more time to truly understand HK's culture and the lives of the HK-ers. The things that they are struggling with, their stories, etc. Well, there'll definitely be a next time.. =)
Well, 2 days after I came back to Taiwan, I had the interview for my church's school of ministry. I was interviewed by 2 of the teachers of the school. It was a pretty casual interview, not as fierce as I thought it would be. Hahha.. I guess, I am just so used to the western way of interview where most of the interviewers would be so intimidating and the interviewees would just whimper in the corner. Hahha. just kiddinggg...
The written test will be held on June 20th, so that's like 2 weeks from now. The funny thing, though, I told my mom about this school, and she was fine with it. Actually, it seemed like it was not a big deal at all for her ( just like what I expected ). I even tried to emphasized to her that it's a bible school of some sort and yet, her reaction was still the same. Oh well, I guess that's a good thing though I was a bit surprised by that. Heheh.. A pleasant surprise.. =)
Up to this point, I am still wondering where I am going after next summer comes. Next summer would be the last month where I can stay here in Taiwan with Mandarin language training visa.After that, I will either have to find a job and stay in Taiwan with a working visa or leave Taiwan. I think, for now, the other option will be to go back to Indonesia. I know it's still one year away, but I guess, I've been in this limbo, this unknowing state for quite a long time that I am just getting a bit impatient. Who knows God might lead me to work in HK or China. You never know, you know?? I guess, the most important thing for me to do right now is to perfect my mandarin and learn as much as possible during the one year that I have in Bible school.
Sometimes this whole experience feels a little bit unreal. I mean, how God brought me all the way out of Indonesia, to Canada, and then now, to Taiwan. It's also unreal how I could care so much for a country that's not my own. But at the same time, I am also Chinese and I guess, in one way another, I still share the same blood, inheritance, and culture from them. Actually, I look pretty much just like Taiwanese and as long as I don't open my mouth, they wouldn't know that I am a foreigner. Heheh.. But maybe this is good. That God is expanding my heart capacity that I would love all nations just like He loves all of His children from all different countries and nations. To love the people whom God love so much.. I guess, that would mean to love everyone. I am still far from that, though, but that's the one thing that God needs to do inside of me.
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