Three more weeks in Jacksonville, FL. Five weeks went by so fast. Still, I keep thinking that the day could be longer-so I would get more things done. The business of life definitely makes me forget about where I came from, who I had been, who I am now, and who I want to become. This week I had some time to think about all of that. My precepter, Mike, asked about my background-where I was from and where I grew up. I had a chance to reflect again of the path I had travelled in life-leaving Laos, living in the refugee camp, and coming to the U.S.
I see God's hand of protection, even before I knew Him. How many close calls in life did I have? I can recall only a few, but somehow I'm sure there were others that I was not aware of. Christ has developed my character over the years. I long to be what Christ calls me to be, but I fall so short, so frequently. I have a deep gratitude for His grace and His sacrifice on the Cross. I am not who I am without Jesus. As simple and as cliche as that sounds, how profoundly true it is in my life. How I live life sometimes does not always reflect that Truth. This saddens my heart when i think about it. Still, I strive to become the type of woman who lives for Christ-in every aspect of my life. To continue to live with love, grace, and mercy and demonstrate that to those around me.
