Weddings and Funerals

I love watching Youtube videos of couples talking about their stories, but only the good ones.  It means I have to watch a couple bad ones before I get to the good ones though.

Like this, is so cute.  It’s like when I go to a wedding, and it reminds me again of the beginning.  Also I really appreciated what an older brother spoke to the teenage sisters about relationships. Either our phones can use us, or we can use our phones. Then he slipped it in there, and it was so matter of fact, not scary, but honest, measured, and appropriate.  In so many words, he encouraged them to not get into a relationship at this time. Then went on to say, people are selfish, and may use you.

Yesterday, I went to a memorial for a dear brother who passed away.  I didn’t know him personally, but I went to play the piano.  It was really precious.  Someone once said (is it in the Bible somewhere?) that funerals are better than weddings.  And I could also see why.  There was celebration of the life that he lived, and so many good stories that really were an encouragement to everyone I think.  Stories of how the church fasted and prayed the first time he was diagnosed with a serious illness, and how he came back home, and was their Lazarus to them, a picture of the resurrection life.  Stories of how his housemate picked him up out of bed to have morning watch, cause he told him the night before to wake him up no matter what he said.  Stories of his one-liner quips and humorous antics as a child.  I felt like even though I didn’t know him, I was blessed by his life through all the testimonies.

Anyway, laundry calls.

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Epigenetics

Whoa!  I didn’t know this field existed.  Pretty cool.  Now it makes even more sense to feel it’s important to understand your family history.  These days, or maybe it’s our generation, but we don’t seem to value our elders that much.  Their stories and what they have gone through though may have more impact on our own lives than we know.

 

Emojis! =)

When I was not yet going out with now Hubby, we did not talk much.  However, there were some incidents here and there leading up to our courtship that we do remember fondly.  Now that we are married, I ask him to tell me those stories over and over again.

One of them involves an emoji.  We were going over to a family’s house for lunch, and I happened to be grabbing potato salad for the event.  I was running late.  A certain boy was busy barbecuing in the backyard and texted me to say something like “Take your time.  We’ll save food for you =)”.  I remember getting that text while I was on the way to the store with someone I can’t remember who, and smiling to myself.  “How nice!” I thought.  But I also had another thought cross my mind, “He used a smiley face.  That’s interesting… he’s never done that before.  I wonder if he likes me?  But he could be just a nice person.  Hm.  Whatever!”  When I got to the house, I went to say hi to the boys barbecuing.  Hubby remembers that hello very clearly.  I guess it was the first time I actually came to say hi to him?  So there you have it.  The moral of the story is, be careful about sending emojis, guys.  Unless of course if that’s what you’re going for, then send away!

Summer is almost here, and the teachers and students are all counting the days.  I myself have some projects I want to work on, including finishing Marie Kondo’s book about tidying up and cleaning out the mess that is my closet.  I’ve been looking into different options for my old clothes, from donating to selling both locally and online.  Sometimes I get lost in the research and information out there.  It is the same for cooking.  There are just so many recipes to try, and not enough time in life to get through all of them!  I don’t know if it’s because I’m 27 now, but time seems awfully short.  The amount of things I could possibly learn is endless, never mind the things I could do.  I also have a little bit of an itch to bake.  My KitchenAid mixer is sitting somewhere in our kitchen all by itself.  It might just be time to bring it out, now that we’ve finally adjusted the height!  But really, where are my priorities?  Often I feel I am spread thin in my head.  So I curl up into a ball and watch the latest YouTube videos or check on my Neko Atsume cats.  Let me just close my eyes, and sleep.

Stories

I like to hear them.  Someday, in an ideal world, I would love to just have a compilation of anonymous testimonies of all the human beings in the world.  Auto-biographies, as raw and honest as they come, not leaving room for self-glory and bias.  I would learn from them.

Speaking of glory, this is really sweet.  Preach it, brother.  Don’t lose your joy.

The other interesting thing about watching this is noticing the translation and cultural differences.  Somehow I can see how coming into the church life in Taiwan wouldn’t seem like too big of a leap in logistical or habitual matters like how often one says “Amen”.