I’m an introvert, but having to stay home and not meet up with my friends or extended family over the past week has been painful.
And the thought of having to go through three more weeks of this arrangement is just dreadful . . .
But before cabin fever hits us all too hard, here are three things that have helped keep me sane (and loving) during this period. Perhaps you might find them helpful too.
At one point in time, I was serving in seven ministries and had five church meetings over a single weekend. I’m not trying to tell you how holy I was. In fact, I’m telling you how foolish I was.
When a close friend of mine shared with me through a text that she was no longer a Christian, I foolishly replied with three insensitive words: “Are you legit?”
The photographs show a shirtless teenager with a head of dirty blond cropped hair, a toned body, and a pair of Ray-Bans. A huge tattoo of a pair of praying hands fills his back. A cross is imprinted on his right arm. That was Jonathan Hayashi 12 years ago, a gangster who fought on the streets of Japan. No one would have believed back then that he would become a pastor in America today.
“I need a break from church and from y’all to think about what happened,” a good friend wrote in a text message to me one day. And with that one message, Jasmine* never returned to my church again.
You bless us when we pray to You, don’t You? In Sunday school, we’re taught to clasp our hands tightly, shut our eyes, bow our heads and pray earnestly for whatever we want.
It was his first time on a plane. Flying 15,000 kilometers from his home in Singapore to the mid-Atlantic region in the United States, where he would spend the next four years, Ivan David Ng was excited about his newfound freedom and eager to embrace new experiences.
On screen, Ho Ming Yue—or, as his fans call him simply, MingY—is loud and goofy. With his signature smile and thumbs-up gesture, he is known as the clown of The Ming Thing (TMT)
I must admit that when I first decided to take a gap year, I might have started off on the wrong foot. You see, I was giving different reasons to different people—depending on who asked.