To the Sugarland

With a big question that has been weighing me down, I ran to the end of the street I live on. I stood at the crossroads, looked up to the sky with my tear-filled eyes as if asking God “Which way should I go from here? Where do I go?” My fearful heart desperately seeks…

For Those with No One to Pray for Them

It’s a daily discipline, this clinging to Jesus. One look away from his Resurrection, I am already standing at the door step of my spiritual death. With just another glance at the Resurrected Jesus, I am instantly brought back to life with a renewed sense of hope. Each day, I journey through heaven and hell,…

Joy

In his book The Genesee Diary, Henri Nouwen writes “Real joy always wants to share. It belongs to the nature of joy to communicate itself to others and to invite others to take part in the gifts we have received.” My mom embodies this statement so well when she cooks up her fabulous Korean dish…

One Bead at a Time

After my pained SOS email to the monastery requesting the earliest retreat, I am thankful for a bit of calm finally gaining control of my fast falling mood. I have taken a mental note of my prolonging dark mood for the past couple of weeks. I have been living with an unavoidably deep and strong…

The Joy of Knowing Christ

My short walk from my house to the Sugarland Community Church down the road is perhaps about the same distance from the retreat house to the monastery I stayed several times. I loved that monastery so much that when I returned from Hawaii, I asked the vocation director if they would receive me. The retreat…

Every day is a new day

Every morning, new flowers pop up everywhere. Hello, they whisper, like new friends arriving at my open door. I greet with my wide open heart, embracing each of them just the way they are. They come in many colors and shapes with many different names. I don’t even know most of their names, but I…