Marissa Luk

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Handing in My Self-Degrading Thoughts

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One of the most natural habits I acquired through life was that of putting myself down. I didn’t need anyone talking down at or to me because I was already so good at doing it to myself. 
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4 Ways to Know It’s Time to Move On to Marriage

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Our relationship was unusual from the very start. I came from Mexico, and Brian lived in the United States, but we ended up meeting in Hong Kong while working in ministry at the same church. Along with romantic interest in each other, our attraction sprung from a mutual pull towards missions.
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3 Questions to Ask When You’re Dating

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Dating can be such a thrilling adventure, especially since it might possibly lead to marriage! However, before we even step into a relationship, there may be many questions in our minds. For instance, how can I know that I’m ready for a relationship?
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The Girl I’ll Never Forget

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I had barely turned 17 that fall in 2015. Newly arrived in Hungary for Bible college, I accompanied a group of pastors and students that were going to one of the many refugee camps at the Serbian border to help with relief and supplies.

Don’t Let Depression Define You

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The first few years, it was simply a sudden and unexpected heaviness of heart and mind. The feeling of being stuck in thick darkness and finding no safety. But it was overwhelming. Losing control of my mind, seeing fear take over. Despair settling in. Hopelessness filling my heart.

More Than A Missionary Kid

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“Where are you from?” That question used to stress me a lot because I couldn’t answer with any one country name. Over time though, I have learned to recognize whatever place God has set me as home. At this point in my life, my answer is “Hong Kong,” where I have been serving as a missionary for nearly two years.

God Is With Me In My Panic Attacks

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It was just like any other Saturday night, and I was hanging out with my friends after the church service.

I Have Anxiety But I’m Not Alone

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Walking out of the metro station, I was suddenly met by foreign smells and swarms of people. The ground was covered in what appeared to be soot, and as I pushed through the crowds, I felt my own thoughts being drowned out by the overwhelming noises and sounds