I don’t often identify myself as a person of Chinese descent, because there’s such a complicated history between mainland China and Taiwan. To be completely honest, I spend very little of my time thinking about being an “Asian American” because of how little that identity actually influences me, yet I feel that having spent my formative years growing up in Taiwan probably makes me “more Asian” than … Continue reading “Leftover Women” of China
“But thanks be to God, who in Christ always leads us in triumphal procession, and through us spreads the fragrance of the knowledge of him everywhere. For we are the aroma of Christ to God among those who are being saved and among those who are perishing.”2 Corinthians 2:14&15 It always amazes me to think about the meaning of one’s name. For as long as … Continue reading Aroma of Christ
Late Post from Good Friday/Easter reflections Every Good Friday, churches and fellowships across the world gather together in somber remembrance of Jesus’ road to Calvary and crucifixion, often times at these services we come before the foot of His cross, broken by the weight of our own sins and by the weight of His burden. This Good Friday, like many, I meditated on the words … Continue reading By His stripes we are healed
My deepest and most painful wounds have all been a result of church ministries. For a better part of my life I have felt the emotional and mental torture and anger brought about by ministries and towards ministries. And honestly most of the time even towards God. About his sadistic ways of calling us to do His work, about how wrong we have been for choosing … Continue reading Prove Me Wrong
If you asked me 5 years ago, I would say that I have always thought that I was going to stick it through in NYC for the rest of my life. Sometimes I really don’t know anymore. Having lived away from the city for a while, I have come to see how vile and poisonous my heart has been. It’s always easy for me to … Continue reading Where I Belong
Sometimes I am asked why and how I’m so positive all the time. Between the amount of pep talks I give myself and how I handle losses and failures, I always think about and prepare for the worse, but I leave no room to take “no” for an answer. Part of me is amused by my own determination sometimes, and it does lead me to … Continue reading Hope is Alive
As a result of watching a lot of USAnetwork television, I have constantly heard their motto play, “Characters Welcomed.” Initially I felt like it was nothing more than a fitting description and motto that they’re committed to; each of the shows on the network is driven by compelling characters. But soon I began to realize the secret formula to writing great stories all along: the … Continue reading Write Characters, not stories
I decided to turn this into a journaling type of thing for my college freshmen year. Only because I’m too lazy to take out pen and paper right now. I met my roommate Leah and her family today; nice people. I’m glad I ended up choosing someone who was a Christian and not taking the chance to live with just a random stranger. For the … Continue reading IC Night 2
I guess I’ve always taken this for granted, the fact that I grew to become so attached to you. I know we’ve talked about our similarities and differences, and it’s pretty clear that the both of us are more or less the same. I’ve always prided in the fact that we are essentially one person, but I suppose that’s the problem. The truth is, no … Continue reading On My Own
Leading up to the season of prom, I began talking to several of my friends about relationships and scandalous couples (or super adorable ones). In the process, I actually discovered quite a bit about myself, and some of it was no less than a painful discovery. I’ve come to the conclusion that I’m too selfish of a person to handle certain friendships, let alone a … Continue reading Selflessness
Samantha M. Yu 