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Your perfection continues to break me in all my imperfections. I’m reminded more of this truth in my daily life now. There is nothing else left for me to do but to desperately fall at Your feet and ask You to fill in the gaps my heart so desperately wants to fill on its own. My heart is too stubborn. I can’t make it on my own, I can’t.

Letting go and letting God take control of every situation and every aspect of my life is so excruciating. As He unfolds every grip of my finger in my life, I am learning to breathe more freely. There already is victory, Helen, don’t forget about that.

check it out, if you have time.

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Meet: my brosef.
It's his birthday today.
Happy Birthday Oppa!

Meet: my popz.

So here is my dad wearing a stunning safari hat at Disney World, which was our first family summer vacation to Florida. I grew up with his annoying kisses on my cheeks and his endless declaration of love for me. I thought that would be the extent to our father-daughter relationship. I grew up not really seeing him for much of the day because of his working schedule. I regretted all those lost times we could have had used to build on our relationship. I grew more and more jealous when I saw my girl friends and their fathers playing together or going on dates because I didn't have that. I couldn't. I was bitter because I thought my dad didn't love me as much or enough to skip work for me. However, as I grew older, I got to see the depth of his love and care more. His love came through his hard work and sacrifice for the family. His love runs deeper than what I imagined a father-daughter relationship to be. It's more than the physical, tangible things that he can do for me, but the thought behind his work that touches my heart every time. Then I come to see a very small glimpse of what our Father's love can be. How much more His love runs if I think my own earthly dad's love is so much.

Happy Father's Day to the best, high quality men in my life: my dad, uncle, & aloha uncle. Have a good one guys! Hugs and kisses all around!

Meet: my kids.

(minus Jane, she's a whole other story)

Not my kids, but my Sunday school children. I first met them winter semester of my freshmen year. It's already coming close to 2 years since I've known them. I remember waking up every Sunday at 8am to set up for Building Blocks, that's what our church's children ministry is called, at Angell Hall Auditorium D. Mind you, this was still during the school year when midterms and papers were going on. But looking back, it was all worth the trouble, or should I say the blessing, to serve with these angel-brats. The beginning stages of me serving in this ministry team was hard. The kids tired me out too early in the morning and exhausted every ounce of fuel I had left in me needed for the service after Building Blocks- I passed out a lot during the sermon. It's extraordinary to observe and witness the growth in their lives. Not only the evident physical growth, but being able to walk along with them as they grow in their own spiritual walk with Christ. It's amazing. Through them, I've come to understand and never underestimate the extent of their knowledge in things in general, but more importantly their ability to comprehend our Lord. Being able to see them praise without any reservations and the rare stretching of their hands in worship to the Lord brings me to a silent awe. I'm coming to a clearer realization of why God wants us to draw close to Him with such a childlike faith.

renovation

so i've decided to bring a new flavor to the way i'll be blogging.
i'm going to try to photo blog and just, write.
this blog will be my place to: wonder, organize, question, release, ramble, admire, and so forth.

so for the past few weeks, i've been feeling pretty- useless. i feel like my days are filled with bunch of nothings. me waking up, eating, going to work, coming back home, eating, watching tv, sleep. i've been getting so lazy and undisciplined. this is bad news bears.

therefore, i have some goals for my spring/summer of 09:
-read books
-finishing the OT by the end of this summer
-wake up everyday by 9am (or around that time)
-exercise more
-meet up with someone new every other week
-get a heads up in studying for the DATs @ least 3 times a week

okay, i got this. holla.

Dear Jesus,

What an amazing and crazy year it has been. Sophomore year was a roller coaster of many twists and turns and many unexpected surprises. This year was one of my harder and dryer seasons of my life. I came in the fall excited to start the school year with new expectations and goals, yet those feelings were quickly stifled by one situation by another. I found myself getting bitter and darkened with feelings of loneliness. After struggling and going through many rounds of tug-of-war, I find myself here so satisfied in Your love once again. You never forsook the tears that I shed and the prayers I lifted up. Thank you for a beautiful, beautiful year. A year of brokenness and rebuilding. A year of learning to trust and obey. A year of getting to know who I am in Christ and who You are to me because of Christ.

How much more... real You are to me than You were just a year ago. Seeing how You've been so graciously faithful and loving, I can't come close in imagining what You have planned for me this coming year.

Love Your daughter,
Helen Kim