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Another year, another birthday

Sunday, 02.3.2013

Another year, another birthday.

I’ve never been one to be super big on my birthdays but have been super blessed by family and friends who celebrated with me with fine company, cake, balloons, birthday blessings and lots and lots of love.

This year was no exception. I got to get all warm and fuzzy with my family over a hot pot meal, thanks to my mom and dad. My sis orchestrated an amazing day of bowling, beers, best cupcakes and belly laughs. My amazing family (aunt, uncle, cousins Cissy, Donnie, Irene, Chris) blessed me with beautiful wishes and very generous and *ahem practical gifts. My friends lent their hands with helping out, getting me awesome balloons, writing heartwarming cards and just blessing blessing blessing me with their presence and smiles (and drinks). I feel so loved especially because I’ve been here in Hong Kong for a little less than a year, away from the only home I’ve ever known and yet, people are making me feel so welcome.

When people talk about birthdays, it’s usually associated with dread over turning another year older. I’d have to disagree. Save for the one year when I turned 21 and had a mini-panic attack, I’ve always been okay about turning another year older. Even looked forward to it sometimes. The way I see it:

I’m not turning no fax no direct deposit payday loans another year older, I’m turning another year wiser.

I’m not heading towards death, I’m heading closer to eternal life.

I’m not decaying, I’m just learning to treasure my body more.

I’m not getting more boring, I’ve become more certain of who I am and what I want out of life.

I’m not becoming more jaded, I’m becoming more appreciative of all the good things in this world.

I’m not becoming less popular, I’m becoming more selective over who I value enough to spend my time with.

I’m not regretful I’m still stuck making the same mistakes sometimes, I’m grateful I’m picking up the pieces faster after I’ve made the mistakes and lessening the frequency in making them.

I’m not leaving the good ol’ days behind, I’m getting closer and closer to the best days of our lives.

Not only am I 26 years old, I’m 56 years wise, 16 years strong, 6 years innocent, 16 years adventurous, eternally joyful.

I would never want to be the person I was 1, 2, 3 years ago. That Janice was naive, selfish, quick-tempered, on shaky grounds, cared so much more about the little things that won’t last, cared so much more about what other people thought. This Janice… because of Him… so much better :)

Thanks to everyone who’s wished me a happy birthday and helped me celebrate!

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Life is Funny…

Wednesday, 09.12.2012

And I absolutely Generic Cialis love it.

posted by Janice | Comments: 1 | Category God, Inspirations

Oh death! Where is your sting?

Saturday, 07.21.2012

This morning, as I read the names of the 12 victims of the Aurora movie theater shooting, I wept.

I cried for the victims’ families. I cried for the tragedy of a life cut short. I cried for the sobering fact that this could happen to anyone, anywhere and that in life, there is no Batman who can save Gotham city from peril.

Oh, but there is.

Oh death! Where is your sting?
Oh hell! Where is your victory?
Oh Church! Come stand in the light!
Our God is not dead. He’s alive! He’s alive!

The unnaturalness of human beings and our aversion to death leads me to strongly believe that maybe it isn’t supposed to be this way. Why do we fear death so? Why do we want to live forever? (Provided that our loved ones also live forever with us.) Perhaps it is because there is indeed something that comes after death.

Through my walk with God, I feel this is true more and more. And because it is true, all the more am I called to live a purpose-driven life — not wasting it away on shallow, surface-grazing relationships that will only fulfill fleshly prideful needs nor staying tucked in comfort and familiarity. No, it’s living a life with meaningful relationships, demonstrating that the power of Christ and His love can defy all previous notions of life, love, and death.

Christ is risen from the dead
Trampling over death by death
Come awake, come awake!
Come and rise up from the grave.

Once your world view shifts to a reassurance and peace that you will have an eternity to be spent living with, glorifying and loving your God, it should wake you up profollica scam to start life NOW. To tell everyone you know about the amazingness of this fact, to save souls. Do you ever notice how in scary movies, when the killer/monster is going after the victim, when the victim is scared, we are scared. However, when they are not scared to die, we as movie viewers also lose that fear even though the killer/monster may still be just as menacing. That loss of fear emboldens us, gives us courage.

I used to be afraid of writing “crazy” blog posts like this. Afraid that people will think of me as a “crazy Christian.” But in the three years since I’ve made the decision to pursue a relationship with God and walk this life as a Christian, God has only pulled me closer and closer to Him. He’s only made me realize how a relationship with Him is the ultimate one worth pursuing. He’s made things happen in my life that I can confidently say would never have happened otherwise. And he’s filled my heart with this infinite well of joy and peace that I know I would have never found anywhere else.

I want you to have that same kind of peace, joy, love floating around in your life. That is why I am writing this in the hopes that you will read it. If you toss me off as a “crazy Christian,” that’s fine with me. It’s true, I am crazy. Crazy about this life. Crazy about how though life can be heartbreaking, tragic, and traumatic but also amazing, hopeful, and filled with grace. Crazy about how much God loves us. I could stay “normal” but seriously, life –this life at least– is too short for that.

posted by Janice | Comments: 7 | Category God, Inspirations, Music

Answered Prayers

Thursday, 06.7.2012


They weren’t kidding when they said Hong Kong moves fast. The pace, the speech, the happenings.

It’s been a little less than three months since I’ve been here in Hong Kong and already, I feel like I’ve done more than a year in LA. I’m like the Tasmania devil swirling around, hardly stopping to catch a breath.

But then again, why would I want to? What would be the fun in that?

The only thing that was slow throughout these past 80 days have been my job hunt. There would be leads and then it would stop. There would be talks and then it would halt. There would be help and then it would cede. I didn’t know what else I could do but pray. (Pray and go hiking! Hoo hah!) It was weird though, despite various people worrying for me, thinking things would be hopeless, I was completely at peace throughout the entire process. Sure, I broke down a couple of times but overall, I knew God would provide. I just knew.

And oh boy, did he ever!

Through His impeccable timing, and making the puzzles just all fit, I somehow defeated the odds and ended up exactly where I’m supposed to be for right now Intivar.

I get to stay in Hong Kong, I get to grow and love with my sister and cousins and auntie and uncle, I get to grow and love with my church, with my new friends, I get to be at a central point of Asia at a most thrilling time. He made it happen.

For those of you not familiar with Time Out HK, the bi-weekly mag (or fortnightly as we call it) is pretty much one of those publications that has its pulse on the city of HK and the content of the mag ranges from serious opinion pieces on politics to investigating the effects of the minimum wage law to the coolest places to shop and dine. So it’s pretty much ME :)

I’m really overfilled with joy because I really knew this entire experience was just a test of my faith. How long would I hang on? How long would I stay faithful and fruitful despite not fitting society’s norm of “successful” or “doing well?”

The job has just begun and like all jobs, it will have its ups and downs but for now, I am so UP I might as well enjoy the view while it lasts.

Praise God for He is good!

posted by Janice | Comments: 7 | Category God, Inspirations, Interviews, Job, Love, Travel, Writing

Motivational Monday | If It’s Broke, Fix It

Monday, 04.30.2012

{ Image via Healing World Network }

At church the other day, the speaker dished us a really interesting food for thought.

He reminded us that we have now come to live in a society where when something is broken, it’s cheaper to buy a new one than to get the old one fixed. I marinated on that.

It’s true, who wears their clothes until it’s completely hole-ridden and torn up anymore? I remember sometimes walking past homeless people and observing with wonder how worn out their clothes are. It’s a novelty. Most of our laptops, our phones, and our other electronic devices get tossed out way before they’ve reached the end of their lifeline. We buy so many things in so many shades and colors and styles that we don’t really hold anything dearly anymore.

And that mentality may have crossed over to our relationships.

Best friends come and go in our lives. People toss the shoddy excuse: “Oh sorry, I don’t keep in touch with people very well” once they move away. If you find several things incompatible with your partner, time to pass along — there are other fishes in the sea.

The trouble with this is that there are certain strengths and virtues that you develop if you stick around to fix something.

I can be a pretty flaky person sometimes. I over-commit and then back out when I realize that I don’t always have enough time for everything I say yes to. Most of my friends have let me go on that. “Oh that Janice,” they’d say, “She’s a flake but what can you do where to buy capsiplex?” However, one year, one friend did not. When I missed her birthday dinner, she sat me down the next time we met up and explained to me how my absence affected her. She told me that for her, spending time with someone is very important and she feels appreciated and loved when people make that time for her. She also told me that it’s because she values our friendship so much that she would have this awkward talk with me. Because she doesn’t want me to just be that distant friend who shows up at things on my own whim and fancy. She wants me to be that close friend she can count on.

I was very touched and moved by this grown up way we handled our friendship. We talked through our misunderstandings and worked to improve because we valued each other as people that much. I tried harder to become a more responsible friend and I’m still working on that to this day (sorry to all the people I flaked out on recently :X)

Think of it like playing a video game. You’re playing and playing and you can’t get to the next level. If you give up, you will never see what the next level will bring you. But if you keep trying — even if you die, you play again and again and one day, you just may get to that next level and it might bring you an entire room full of lollipops and cotton candy! Wouldn’t that be nice? (As you can see, I do not play video games at all)

Game on.

posted by Janice | Comments: 6 | Category God, Inspirations

Shanghai Street Studio

Tuesday, 04.17.2012

It’s funny what a difference one floor can make. Though I landed at the wrong floor of a building (and nearly went into a brothel!), I finally ended up on the right floor where my intended destination, Shanghai Street Studio, is located.

My friend Carmen was shooting the creative space and profiling the founders of the studio along with JJ from The Wanderlister and I got to tag along.

The space was seriously cool! So much random mish-mash of stuff to photograph! I played amateur photog.

I’m really amazed by how God put people in our lives at certain times. Who would have known that I would be able to spend so much quality time with this girl I met with a group of friends at Disneyland that one time a long long time ago. Funny how through God, we are put on this path to guide and love on one another.

Love you, girl!

{ The first time Carmen and I met. Teehee }

posted by Janice | Comments: 6 | Category Friendlies, God, Travel, Writing

Stalking 101

Wednesday, 03.21.2012

The term stalker gets tossed around very lightly these days, like salad (which I don’t get very often in Asia ’cause these crazy kids over here don’t enjoy a good ol’ spring mix).

“Ew, are you stalking me?” jokingly asked when bumping into someone at the same frozen yogurt shop.

“I’m going to Facebook stalk him” in reference to learning more about a friend’s new boyfriend.

But to be literally stalked is not a pleasant nor light subject. gives this definition for stalking:

Stalking refers to harassing or threatening behavior that is engaged in repeatedly. Such harassment can be either physical stalking or cyberstalking.

Physical stalking is following someone, appearing at a person’s home or place of business, making harassing phone calls, leaving written messages or objects, or vandalizing one’s property.
Cyberstalking involves using the Internet or other electronic means to harass. A January 2009 U.S. Department of Justice report found that 23% of stalking victims suffered some form of cyberstalking, and 6% suffered electronic monitoring such as spyware, bugging or video surveillance.

I met Dude through mutual friends. I am not someone who is flirty by nature but I am someone who opens up easily to strangers and try to be welcoming. Somehow that got misinterpreted in our communication. Dude had an off about him from the get-go. It’s in the detached way he strikes up a chat, his questions always a little too forward, a little too aggressive. It’s in the way Dude made comments, something always seemed a little…


Yea, that’s the word.

The calls and texts first came friendly at first. I kept my responses courteous and brief, not wanting to give him the wrong idea. This means no happy face emoticons in the texts, no giggles in the calls. None of that.

Yet, the attention still persisted. And I’m not talking about a text or a call here or there. I’m talking about 7 repeated voicemails or 10 texts in a row with messages like, “Hey Janice, how are you?” “Hey Janice, why aren’t you responding to my texts, did I do something wrong?” “Hey Janice, where are you?” One after another after another after another. I found this attention a little annoying but harmless. Just a persistent person who wants to be friends. Dude also showered my other female friend (let’s call her “T”) with the same amount of unwanted attention. Though we would often not pick up his phone calls or respond to his text messages, he never got the message (ironic). Once, I did answer his call and chatted with him for an hour, schooling him that if a girl does not pick up the phone after 14 consecutive missed calls, it means they’re not interested. Give up. Take the hint. He responded that he understood what I was saying. And at the end of the call, he asked if I was dating anyone.

The boiling point came one Halloween afternoon. I took a nap for three hours that day. Within that time frame, I received 7 missed calls and 14 text messages in a row. One after another. I listened to and read the messages. Each got angrier and angrier and signified huge, irrational mood swings in the time span of minutes. From then and there, I never picked up or answered another one of Dude’s phone calls.

Throughout the next year and a half, I would receive rounds of electronic contact in sporadic spurts. They always started cordial. Friendly “hey Janice, how have you been” but always followed by mounds and mounds of “WHY AREN’T YOU RESPONDING TO ME? ANSWER ME NOW.” Dude also started messaging the mutual friend who introduced us, cussing at her and accusing her of being in love with him even though…she’s related to him. Twisted, right? In the emails, he alluded to a conspiracy put together by his friends, which included introducing me to him, forcing his attraction to me, me ignoring him, all a cruel, cruel joke which he is the victim. There were more narratives, an accidental run-in at a tea shop became a suspected staged meeting. I became the one bothering him, annoying him, not leaving his head.

Mental problems are not often discussed in Asian and Asian American communities. It’s mostly brushed under the rug by our parents. Out of sight, out of your mind, right? But as Dude tried to contact me more and more, I came to realize from his messages that he was delusional. He would often forget facts and information. He often got things twisted around. His mood swings were more volatile that a yo-yo.

It’s one thing to know when you’re up against a sane, rational person who understands the lines of social conduct and cared about how they make other people feel. It’s another to go against someone who may not be in their right mind, who is dealing with things going on inside their brain that they cannot control. What do you do about that?

I decided to call his parents. I figured having a total stranger call them to tell them their son may have some mental issues may make them stand up and take action.

Boy, was I wrong. No parents want to face that their child might have problems and this was no exception. The first time I called, Dude’s parents apologized to me and told me, “If our son hurts you, can you please forgive him?”

Huh??!!! I would prefer him NOT to hurt me in the first place!

Then, not only did the parents not try to seek help for Dude, they yelled at him for bothering me for which in return he tried contacting me again to yell at me for calling his parents.

I tried talking to his parents a second time after half a year went by and he still hasn’t stopped bothering me. By this time, the calls started rolling in at 2 in the morning and grew increasingly creepier and creepier. It would range from declarations of love to calling me a stalker who won’t leave him alone to commanding me to answer my damn phone. “WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME? WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME?” He would yell into the phone, dragging each syllable out endlessly. My transcription of all his messages and voicemails have now reached 25 pages long.

This second time, Dude’s parents pretty much insinuated that I was a hussy who was knowingly leading their son on. That I was toying with his emotions because he was so inexperienced and I was soooooo experienced with playing with boys’ hearts.

That time was one where I felt helpless and like I had lost any form of control over my life. That’s what stalking does to a person. They feel like there’s hidden danger at every bend and that there’s nothing they can do about it, no way they can prevent it.

My story ends for vigrx wikipedia now with a surprise visit from Dude to my office, a place I worked, even though I never told him the address (it’s easy to look up online) as well as a visit to my good friend’s wedding even though it was made clear that he was not invited, banned even. Luckily, I had good friends and loved ones who steered me away from much contact from him both times. I’ve blocked him from all my social network sites, filtered his emails straight to my trash, and have moved to another country. Digging through my email’s trash just now, I see that he is still sending emails one after another after another. Sometimes, his sentences run in a stream of consciousness. Sometimes, they are in all caps, as though he is shouting at all of us, as though the voices in his head are shouting at him.

I’m well aware how conceited posting my story may seem. “Oh, poor Janice, she is too nice for her own good so she has a stalker, oh boo hoo” but the truth is, no one can really understand the stress, the anxiety, the suffering a victim of stalking feels unless they have experienced it themselves. And I never really realized how many people actually have been victims of stalking until I started verbally sharing my story. Friends, friends’ boyfriends, friends’ cousins. I wanted to share this story on my blog because I feel like stalking and mental illnesses are one of those problems that are so infrequently talked about until it is too late. I would never want to take this so lightly until something happens to me and then think, “I should have.”

I pray for you, Dude. I understand that you are going through things in your head not many can understand and empathize with and I wish, from the bottom of my heart, that you will truly seek help. Seek help from God, seek help from medical professionals, seek help from your loved ones. Stop pretending everything is fine when it is not — many people can testify to this.

I thank you, Dude, also. Because if it weren’t for you, I would stay naive in my own sheltered American ways thinking that everyone is as opened and welcoming as we assume it to be. But now, I’m wiser. I’ll never stop being nice to people but I’m more watchful of opening up to someone so quickly.

I also thank you for turning me away from being such a media whore. I used to love posting every single of details of my life on Facebook or my blog but that novelty has worn off as I realized the dangers of people knowing too much about you.

Because of you, I’ve also come to realize that when someone needs help, you don’t ignore it and brush it under the rug. You do everything you can to help that person as long as it is within your means and boundaries. I’ve done what I could letting your parents know about you and what they decide to do is up to them. I truly hope that they can see that really loving their son is doing what is ULTIMATELY the best for him, even if it means hurting him in the short run, not doing what THEY THINK will be the best for him by protecting and sheltering him from the truth.

For those of you reading this who may find yourself in a similar situation as me, here are some tips I’ve found that I felt helpful for victims of stalking.

*Set your profiles to “Private.”: It’s really incredible how much information on a person we can find over the internet nowadays. Googling my own name, I find numerous images of myself, web sites with my information on it, videos, etc. Granted, I do work in the media industry so I tend to be a little more open with my private life but even I’ve set all my information to private and am selective with who I choose to be friends with on social networking sites.
*Avoid posting information about your current or future locations: So many of my friends use Foursquare or other devices on their cell phones that allow them to check in to places they’re at and I can only just shake my head. This is all facts to help a person track you down faster.
*Find out the stalking laws where you live: According to the California criminal laws, a stalker is someone who willfully, maliciously and repeatedly follows or harasses another (victim) and who makes a credible threat with the intent to place the victim or victim’s immediate family in fear for their safety. The victim does not have to prove that the stalker had the intent to carry out the threat. The criminal penalty for stalking is imprisonment up to a year and/or a fine of up to $1,000. There are more severe penalties when the stalker pursues the same person in violation of a court restraining order, with a sentencing range of two to four years imprisonment. Persons convicted of felony stalking also face stricter penalties if they continue to stalk their victim(s). Courts may issue restraining orders to prohibit stalking.
*Let people know that information about you should be held in confidence. Tell your employer, co-workers, friends, family and neighbors of your situation. Alert them to be suspicious of people inquiring about your whereabouts or schedule. If you have a photograph or description of the stalker and vehicle, show a photo or describe the person to your neighbors, co-workers, friends, family and neighbors.
*If you are a victim of cyber-stalking, act promptly and firmly to defuse the situation. Take potential threats seriously. Very clearly tell that person to stop, saying something like, “Do not contact me in any way in the future.” People will often look at you like you’re a drama queen if you tell them you’re being stalked but stand your ground. You are NOT overreacting or being overly dramatic.
*Keep a log of every stalking incident. Collect a paper trail. Phone logs, email messages, photos, etc.
*Make a police report. Consider getting a restraining order: Make some sort of contact letting the law enforcement know that you’ve tried to seek resolution to your stalking problem.
*Carry pepper spray and/or take self defense classes: Try to get out of the mentality that you are helpless and train yourself to be confident in case anything does happen.

Stalking and mental illnesses need to stop being taboo subjects to talk about. When they’re brought into the light, victims stop feeling as helpless and receive better knowledge of how to take appropriate actions to defend themselves. I share my story in the hopes that it will prevent more incidences like this from happening, or if it happens anyway, that it will be handled better.

Um, so how is everyone doing these days?

posted by Janice | Comments: 12 | Category God, Personal, Public Appearances, Uncategorized

Why Jeremy Lin Would Make A Great Boyfriend

Thursday, 02.16.2012

Everybody and their mama has something to say about Jeremy Lin so it was tough to come up with an post for Audrey Magazine other than OHMYGOSHHOWAWESOMEISTHISGUYANDHE’SASIANANDHELOVESGODANDHEWENT

I went along with it and thought I should share the blog post here.


In the span of less than two weeks, Jeremy Lin has gone from being an NBA benchwarmer to Asian America’s heartthrob. When he’s not making record-breaking points, career-high assists, or leading his team to victory at the last 0.5 seconds, he’s garnering praise from Spike Lee, Steve Nash, President Obama, pretty much every sportswriter in the universe, and all my friends on Facebook and Twitter. It’s pretty clear we’ve all caught #Linsanity. Rumor has it that Kim Kardashian is even trying to get lin on the action.

And who can blame Kim? Here, we share with you several very, very valid reasons why Jeremy Lin would make a great boyfriend (sprinkled in with hilarious memes from the “Hey Girl, It’s Jeremy Lin” tumblr. Swoonworthy):

1) He’s tall

At 6’3″, Jeremy’s long muscular arms are perfect to wrap around your shoulders on a cold, windy day. And if you got a broken lightbulb that needs fixing, Jeremy can tackle that without the aide of a ladder.

2) He’s humble

We know girls tend to fall for bad boys but after the recent bouts of slutty athletes airing their dirty marital laundry all over the place (we’re talking about you, Kobe and Tiger), and overloaded cockiness being the accepted norm of professional sportstars, it’s nice to finally have someone feel grateful for their success and credit others as opposed to themselves.

3) He’s dorky

I could not stop watching Jeremy and teammate Landry Fields exchange what may be the nerdiest handshake in the universe. Watch here:

But it’s that adorkableness that makes us like Jeremy even more. He’s not afraid to own up to the fact that he’s smart and geeky. After all, the guy did go to Harvard. Speaking of which…

4) He went to Harvard
Okay, who doesn’t want a boyfriend that went to the esteemed Ivy League?

{ Watch Jeremy Lin explain how he got into Harvard }
It’s straight up bragging points for you and your parents. Speaking of which…

5) Your parents would like him

{ Jeremy Lin's grandmother watching his basketball game in Taiwan. }

For us Asian girls, parental approval is pretty important when it comes to the love life. So it would be a relief to bring Jeremy Lin home. The guy’s a good Chinese Christian boy who went to Harvard and is close to his family. You Viagra Online know he’ll pass the parental test! My dad’s always wished I was a boy who could play basketball with him. Landing Jeremy Lin would probably make him burst into tears of joy. My own mom and aunt are already crazy for the boy. They actually watch basketball games now and keep showing me newspaper clippings of Jeremy and saying, “you need to find a boy like Lin!” Okay mom, it’s just that easy to find a good Christian NBA player who went to Harvard and in ten days, made himself a beloved sports star. Okay.

6) You would be the envy of every Asian girl and boy in the world.

Just judging from my Facebook feed, every Asian person I know has a big fat crush on Jeremy Lin. Boys and girls, old and young, straight and gay. It’s hard to not admire his virtues — and how he just lin, lin, lins all the time. It’ll be even harder to stop yourself from bragging to all your friends once you bag him as a boyfriend.

7) He’s ballin’ in more ways than one.

Lin is set to make around $613,000 this season but it’s most likely he’ll be collecting a paycheck of millions by next year. You ain’t a girl digger, girl, but it’s nice when a man can provide.

8 ) You are guaranteed good seats to basketball games.

Being the basketball superstar that he is now, dating Jeremy will guarantee you the best courtside seats during basketball season as you watch your hunny demolish the other teams. Talk about a good date, huh?

9) It’s linteresting thinking up puns for JLin.

Linsanity, Falling Lin Love, A Linderella Story, The Most Linteresting Man in the World, I could keep going on and on about all the fun puns about Lin but let’s not add any more linsult to linjury, eh? It’s all Lin my head anyway.

I think the most important reason why Jeremy Lin would make a great boyfriend is because he practices what he preaches, works hard, looks like he’s genuinely enjoying himself, and never gives us the impression that he feels entitled. The fact that he has broken racial barriers, made the most of out of his moments in the spotlight, heroically saved a tragically low performing sports team, and has reinvigorated the belief in us regular folks that anything can happen and dreams do come true is just fortuitous timing. But what we do sense in this sports wunderkind is someone who seems to be a solid individual that is making the most out of what he’s been given. And that’s someone we can all use in our lives.

posted by Janice | Comments: 11 | Category God, Inspirations

My 25th Birthday

Tuesday, 02.7.2012

I turned 25 last week.

The day came and went amidst a season of really bad colds and fevers, food poisonings, and this weird tumorish thing growing on the back of my neck so I was more than a little distracted to celebrate the day.

But at the same time, there’s been all sorts of quiet celebrations going on. Little ruminations of how far I’ve come over the past 25 years and how much further I will yet to go. I feel like I am hitting another season of my life and it is one I am super excited and scared for.

The eve of my 22nd birthday, I had a huge panic attack because I was so fearful of growing old, of the uncertain future, of the lost past of not provestra testimonials doing enough.

However, this year, I looked forward to growing older because with another year, comes more wisdom, more learning, more accepting of an uncertain life. I’m stealing this thought from a Facebook post I read recently but it’s something along the lines of this…

“I am not what I ought to be. I am not what I want to be. I am not what I hope to be. But still, I am not what I used to be. And by the grace of God, I am what I am.”

Whenever fear creeps up on me and has me frivolously worrying over the small things, I listen to JK Rowling’s awe-inspiring Harvard commencement speech.

J.K. Rowling Speaks at Harvard Commencement from Harvard Magazine on Vimeo.

May it inspire you today!

posted by Janice | Comments: 3 | Category God, Inspirations

Christmas Thoughts

Sunday, 12.25.2011

Merry Christmas!

Christmas is such a fabulous time for me. It’s wonderful because as a Christian, I can celebrate and revel in the peace of knowing that Christ had been born to save us. It’s wonderful because as a workaholic, I can take a little time to relax. It’s wonderful because as a human, I use the holidays as an reason to spend time with my family and loved ones.

I really do love spending good quality time with my family. It makes me remember how kind God was to create other people in our lives so that we won’t have to spend our time on earth alone.

“The Lord God said, ‘It is not good for the man to be alone. I will make a helper suitable for him.’”
~ Genesis 2:18

Perhaps this is a naive way of thinking but I’m curious — when did life start to develop this whole “me against them” way of thinking? When did everyone start to feel the need to protect their assets, protect their gains as though there are not enough to go around in the world? When did the privileged just want to keep what they have just to themselves and not share? When did pushing others down to make your way to the top become an envied trait? When did caring about other people become not cool? When did sharing get lost, people? We learned this in kindergarten so I know some people somewhere still felt it was important but somehow on the road to growing up, we lost some of it. When did material goods become replacements for quality relationships? When did quantity replace quality?

I don’t really care to know when any of these happen but I do wish to know why it happened. I may be lost on a lot of other things but I am not lost on this and it’s that we were made on this earth to love. Christ showed us that during his time here. When we love, miracles happens. I know this because when I heard of Christ’s love, when I felt His love around my arms, my world turned upside down but suddenly made sense. This here is a man who loved those who betrayed Him, who loved us before we loved Him. By all this world’s standards, he’s a fool. But to me, it’s someone finally worthy enough to worship.

This article on how some of our country’s richest think about the Occupy movement really irritated me when I first read it. And these details of the Sandusky case literally made me sick to my stomach. I just couldn’t believe the nerves of some people, how they can be so trapped in their own world and produce this really twisted view of life. And then I realized I am no better if I just put them off that way because the truth is, I have never been in their world so I have no idea what it’s really like. I can just guess and say things like, “oh, if I were in there position, I would NEVER think this way, I would never act that way.”

But would I really?

It just comes down to me living my life and the things I’ve seen and the things I know and the people and actions that have touched my heart. With all those things I have come to know that:

  • *Happiness does not equal joy.
  • *Money does not equal happiness.
  • *There are so many things I can’t change in my life already so with the things I’m granted free will to change, I need to make wise decisions on.
  • *I can’t change other people so I can only change myself.
  • *I may only be one person and I may not be able to make all the difference in the world but I can make a difference and that in it of itself makes all the difference in the world.
  • *Each person does not have the same path set for them.
  • *All things are possible through Christ.
I wish I will never be blinded. I wish I will never feel entitled. I wish I will always seek to see the other side of the wall. I wish I will be forever humbled. I wish I will never become jaded. I wish I will always love You above all.
And I wish all these things for you. Once again, merry Christmas.
posted by Janice | Comments: 1 | Category God, Love

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