Through the tiny slit of the curtain, the baying fans coalesced into one voice commanding that we come back on stage. It was a frenzy.
What should I do after graduating? What job should I look for? Should I start something of my own? Should I pursue a higher level of education? Is this the right time for a relationship?
These are normal questions that all of us have asked at some point in our lives. But for reasons unknown to me, these questions troubled me so badly that they affected my mental, physical, and emotional well-being.
“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.
My colleagues and I were having lunch at the pantry when we saw a colleague heading for the office door with her purse.
“Where is she going?” someone in the group asked.
Another colleague answered, “Oh, she has taken half the day off to watch a Korean pop concert. She has a premium ticket.”
I enjoy a free and clear conscience when it comes to drinking alcohol (in moderation, of course).
But my husband doesn’t drink alcohol. His family has a history of alcoholism, and because of that and other factors, he’s decided to not drink alcohol at all.