My Sunday Morning

Well, here I am – stuck in Hong Kong for a probable extra 7+ weeks while the British government gets their act together and I can go to the UK — Chris is already there, starts work tomorrow.

But I’m actually allright. I mean, I would always rather be WITH my husband, but seriously – this is the best situation under the circumstances.

Actually, today I have the whole house to myself, and you know what?

I love it.

I’m dancing around and lip-syncing to works I don’t even know of Bob Dylan who somehow makes me feel at home, just taking care of me.  Quiet time for my soul, rock in roll for my body, a bit of chocolate cake for my tastebuds, rich conversations with my mother for my heart, and espresso for my brain – all while being here in a proverbial strange land.

Even made a gift for my mother-in-law, and have been chipping away at all this information the lawyer needs for my visa application (not sure how to get ahold of three months of bank statements…)  

And it is well with my soul.

I feel so complete, even in this time of unknowns, a time of expense, separation, and I suppose I just want to brag on God a bit for that.

Seriously, props Jesus – this faith and following your ways really are the best.  I feel so very, very right and sure of … well, I suppose Him.  Don’t know what anything else will be or do, but without even trying to think about Jesus or leaning of some vague recollection of a conglomerate of “comforting” scriptures and “promises” I just am … good.

Happy even – it’s true!  I feel so completely at home, I’m in my comfy torn up jeans, listening to folk-rock-protest music outside blogging, and not in the least concerned.

That has got to be what is meant by knowing that God has everything in control.  Seriously not fussed.  

I know typically that if you’re not fussed  you don’t think to sit down and write about it – that kind of appears like you’re trying to convince yourself and others that that is how you feel – but as no one follows or reads this blog, I assure all my imaginary audience (and more specifically me) that this is not the case.  I am just trying to record this moment of happy peace just me, my music, and my all powerful loving God.

It is well with my soul indeed.


New Year

Thought I’d start writing again.

So much is happening, unsurprisingly it isn’t sinking in.

Chris and I have left the US and are currently in Hong Kong for Christmas and a bit of a break – which they say can be very good in making a cross-cultural move.  We move to the UK for the foreseeable future January 20, 2013.  

Perhaps I should say 20 January 2013 – which admittedly looks very balanced.

This past year has held more than I could have ever imagined – and the effect is rather that like pouring a bunch of cinnamon into water – it won’t get wet…

It’s not that I feel like I’m not in the moment, or anything like that — it is just simply more than I can understand, and I am confident that I will continue to process 2012 over the years to come and will only increase my deep gratitude to everyone who has given us so much help, support, love, and prayers.

It’s all very surreal.

The last blog I kept up with was my xanga in high school and my freshman year of ORU, and while I sit here listening to the same Zach Winters album I likely listened to then, I never would have dreamed I would be where I am seven or so years later.  Many things are the same with these two pictures of past and present me:

Blogging, similar pensive music tastes, glasses, over thinking…

And yet, here I am, in Ho Chung, Sai Kung, Hong Kong — a place I had no relationship with whatsoever, with a truly loving man, in-laws that making great efforts to spoil me rotten, on my way to immigrate to England in less than a month.

Here’s to 2013, with it’s adventures, twists and turns, challenges, solutions, and the many great friends and family we will share it with – may God continue to bless us and our loved ones by making the path to follow clear, and the grace and strength to follow it best we can.