Out and Aloud

“We placed a swing in the middle of our office to remind us that children is and will always be at the centre of what we do.”

It’s funny how my friends ask “for work or personal reasons?” whenever I travel now. It’s a real privilege to have colleagues across 90+ countries of one mission - and I’m always refuelled and inspired every time I get to meet them across cultures and borders. I’ve made visiting other offices a part of my travels now when I can, even though it’s not a work trip. Because more than work-life balance… I long for work-life integration.

“When you let your heart TRANSFORM… you can change the world around you.” - Lam Bao Yan

Thank you for hosting me and the INCREDIBLE work you do with youth in Singapore! So glad to have finally met you in person. 🥳🧡

06.29.2023 // I’ve never done solo hikes without worries. But this time, I felt so prepared,
and so afraid.

My heart dropped in fear and I cried driving into the trail head.

I was so scared.

Scared for really hard trail conditions.
Not because I’m not ready for the unpredictability and harshness of the mountains. But because I am. And I’m down for whatever challenges God would throw at me to bring along another prophetic, unravelling, faith-building hike.

But what was scarier was to finally confront myself, confront the Lord, and to come face to face with the realities of my heart.

Grief.
Deprivation.
Devastation.
Rebellion.
Shame.

“Oh Lord, will You take me to Mount Sinai or walk me through the valley of death?

Will Your presence remain with me just the same, and will I trust with You just the same?”

My fear screamed the question,
and my Spirit whispered the answer.

The thunder forecast delayed by the hour as I hiked in with clear skies and set up camp right before it started raining.

What’s not captured is all the “com-praying” (complain-praying) and getting stopped and “sat down” multiple times by grieve and God for Father-Daughter talks. I fought Him as much as I facepalmed myself, and I cried it out on a rock as I waved the handsome Black Tusk goodbye.

And all the mountains and lookouts and peaks cannot beat the the hours I spent journaling in my tent with the fly off ⛺️🌲🥰.

☀️ Burnt or kissed?
It might just be the same.