This is my last official winter break. That’s a crazy thing to think about. I went back home a week earlier than most of my peers because I only had one final and it was a take home. I wanted to be home a little longer before I came back to Charlottesville to work for a week and then go back home for Christmas. Being home was really nice. It was possibly the best week I’ve ever been back home from college.
It made me really reflect and be thankful for the things I have. Both of my parents are still relatively healthy. My mom makes home-cooked meals for dinner every night. We can all sit down to eat together. I can afford to buy my mom new pants for Christmas. I have access to a car. And God has truly transformed my relationship with my mom.
We have gotten so much closer and I feel like I can stand firm in my faith and respond with sufficient answers when we talk now. When we went shopping the topic of getting a job after graduation came up again and I had to explain that that wasn’t what I was going to do. I was going to go abroad for a year to serve, work with the local people, and share the hope that I have. We have had this conversation multiple times before, but this one felt different. I felt an overwhelming sense of peace and soberness about it. I’ll admit I even felt the very real reality of fear and sadness over what it would mean to take this step of faith. It would mean putting my mom in a position of constant worry over my well being. It would mean being away from the family God has grown my heart for. It would mean being comfortable being uncomfortable.
That being said, He is worth it.
We left the conversation at that and I thank God for giving me the opportunity again to share my faith and His faithfulness in my life with my mom. I want her to experience the same hope I have.
KBBQ, Siroo, and Jireh with The Arrow
Over break, my house in Charlottesville met in NOVA and went to a bunch of popular Korean places in Centreville. We went to an all you can eat KBBQ place called Iron Age and ate SOOO much food. Holy smokes it was so good. We also went to Siroo for dessert and ate chocolate and berry bingsoo. YUM. And if that wasn’t enough we finished off at Jireh where we topped off with some tea and ginger ale after eating to the fullest. I love my house. Our entire outing lasted 6 hours and if I’m honest; it could’ve gone for longer. I wasn’t expecting to love my house as much as I do because my house last year was also so good, but they have been such a blessing.
Side note: they make me proud to be Korean and I think that’s been a lesson God’s been teaching me lately. A lesson I was not expecting to be taught. I grew up in a white dominated neighborhood, so I’ve never had an abundance of Korean friends. It has always been in the back of my mind. My house has 5/6 Koreans though (lol Katie) and it’s been so cool to hear things in Korean culture that they are excited about and to learn from them.
In the same vein of embracing my ethnicity, I went to one of my housemate’s home church (KCPC) which is a Korean dominated church. Since I came to Christ in college, I have been in search of a local church to go to in NOVA. I had never been to a Korean church, so I didn’t know what to expect. I was pleasantly surprised. The pastor shared about having difficulty expressing his love for his wife verbally but showing it through acts of service such as cleaning up the house and fixing things while she was away. This led to how God can show us his love not just through miraculous encounters, but through the day-to-day activities. His omnipresence and sovereignty reigns beyond understanding. Therefore, there is no good day or bad day with God because He uses it all. The personal anecdote really took me back and touched a part of me that hadn’t been tapped into. I also saw an old Arrow house member who moved up to NOVA for her job as a NICU nurse and got to catch up with her. It was such a pleasant surprise. I had no idea she had gotten plugged in there. I will visit again soon.
Rock climbing with Rosa
I got to catch up with a dear friend over rock climbing and it was just so life giving. She shared what it had been like to move to NOVA and get settled into a church community as well as her new job. It sobered me up to the reality of what it would look like if I came back to NOVA after my year and what it would look like if I left the comfort of my hometown.
Going back and forth to CVILLE for work AND UNC BASKETBALL GAME
Extra cash flow and breaking up the break with visits to Charlottesville were key to not going completely stir crazy in my hometown. I also got to go to the UNC vs. UVA basketball game with my sister for her Christmas present. We won. Go hoos. We ate bodos and went to Ivy Provisions afterwards. It was great.