A Labor of Love

3. Ribbon CuttingMan, am I wiped out!  I had a busy week, full of planning for a big event. I work as the Communications Manager for my beloved hometown’s local government and absolutely love my job.

On Thursday, we joined some of our Chinese friends to host the ribbon cutting and opening the Sino-U.S. Friendship House. The house is located at 2911 Bonnie Drive in Muscatine and is significant because it is the home where Chinese President Xi Jin Ping stayed in 1985 when he first visited Muscatine and formed relationships with the people here. To this day, he fondly remembers that visit and has spoken highly of his time in Muscatine, so much so that he even returned for a visit of the “old friends” in 2012.

Here is a little more information about the opening of the Sino-U.S. Friendship House.

All that is to say that this week was full, but also enjoyable. I really appreciate my colleagues at the City. We all work hard, but have a good time while doing it.

I am ready for a little rest and am embracing the mundane. Sitting here in my nearly empty new apartment, I have been thinking about how I live my life. As I folded laundry, did dishes and scrubbed the floors this week, I thought about what it means to truly do everything as if to the Lord.

In my past campaign experiences, I would repeat Colossians 3:23 to myself on hot days as I’d go door to door. I wanted to remind myself to “work willingly at whatever [I] do, as though [I] am working for the Lord rather than for people.” While I did not love every minute of campaign work, I wanted to help the candidates succeed because I believed in their message. Because of that, I volunteered to help. And –Whatever I do I want to do fully as if it’s for the Lord.

I thought about that verse as I got down on my hands and knees to scrub the hardwood floors of my new apartment. At first I was excited to have a cleaner place and knew they needed to be done before my furniture was delivered, but after a little time I was tired. I used that time to blow off steam from the relatively stressful week, but after that steam was gone I was wiped out. It was then when I reminded myself why I was doing it.20150918_215951

There’s a greater purpose behind why we do most things. It may not be clear at first, but as you dig deeper and examine your heart there is a reason. For my life and yours, I pray that the reason would be to glorify God.

It would be easier for me to not clean my floors very thoroughly. It would be easier for me to only eat out. It would be easier to hang out at home and watch Netflix all night. There are a lot of things in life that would be easier than what’s most meaningful and purposeful. But, the easier things may not have the greatest rewards. The greatest rewards are ones of eternal significance.

I have decided that I want my new apartment to be a peaceful place where friends can come and connect. I want it to be a place where deep conversations happen and true fellowship blossoms. That’s why it’s important to spend time cleaning, cooking and preparing a place that is welcoming and inviting. Sure, the alternative would be easier. But, the choice I have made is to labor in love.

I have a vision for a greater source of community, where friends gather and discuss the tough issues.

I’m praying for this space to be a gathering place, where true God-designed community happens.

Furniture will come tomorrow, so for now I will cuddle up with a good book and embrace the calm.



A Colorful Life

Lately, my life has been…colorful…I suppose that’s the best way to describe it. It’s funny because as my Chinese students would come up to me and ask questions about my life, they almost always replied back with something relating to my “colorful life.”

“Oh, teacher, you live a colorful life.”

“How colorful is your life?”

“Your life is so colorful!” they’d say with a smile.

At first, the placing of my life into the “colorful” category left a bad taste in my mouth. I had only thought of “colorful people” as being a little out there, perhaps strange. I thought they may be into some sketchy stuff. However, I’ve come to appreciate the way the Chinese refer to my life as colorful.

So, back to what I was originally explaining. My life has been colorful lately. There have been big changes and some excitement. Life has been so full. I’m trying to treasure each moment.

I’ve spent a lot of time with the people I love .

I started a new full time job that I like a lot!

New friendships have formed, yet old friendships have stayed strong or have been rekindled.

This season of life has been refreshing. Trying to find purpose amidst long to-do lists is a challenge that I have taken head-on. I like it, though. I like working hard and then taking time to rest. Guarding my time leaves me feeling satisfied. With the give and the take, I must make decisions with wisdom to let myself be the Daughter of God I was created to be.

I don’t want any moment to go wasted. I can’t and I shouldn’t.

Here’s to this season. A season of change and of growth. A season of laughter and love.

A season of purpose.

I’m on this path, living out my calling as a Christian young woman and right now I’m thankful. I’m content. I’m at peace. And, I’m ready to experience more of God.

I hope to write more soon.

Thanks for reading.

Making It Count

20150416_151724 I am not content to live a life of routine. I don’t want to get trapped in the “American Dream.”

I know too much. I’ve experienced enough that I cannot just sit back and relax.

Now, I have an obligation.

With education and awareness comes a privilege to do something more. Now that I know of the hurts of the world, I will not let myself remain on the sidelines. If I looked into the eyes of the starving children in India’s slums, the 7-year old Thai girl being sold into sex slavery by her parents, or the Chinese grandmother who worships idols in temples every week, I wouldn’t be able to turn my face away. I would want to run to them, scoop them up, help meet their needs, and tell them of Our Father in Heaven who loves them deeply.

Why, though, is it so easy for me to brush away thoughts of the stories I’ve heard and the things I’ve seen? This is what can happen when I come back to my hometown, where life is easy. Why do I move about my daily life as if nothing has changed?

I know the hurts of the world. Yet, I don’t pour out my life as an offering the way Christ calls believers to do. I try, but I if I am not intentional I can easily be pulled away from that deep relationship with God. That relationship is what moves believers to be fully alive, truly being who God created them to be.

Jesus commands us to love our neighbors (Mark 12:31). He commands us to die to ourselves so that the overflow of Christ in our lives would spur us to act (Matthew 16:24-25). Jesus says to count the cost (Luke 14:25-34). Being a Christian is more than praying a prayer. It’s more than showing up for church every week.

Being a Christian is about submission. It is about giving the Lord your life and letting Him determine your path. On a practical level, this means showing up for God. It means having a relationship with Christ where you read the Bible, pray, and listen to what God is teaching you. Ultimately, on this Christian walk as God works in our hearts, we are going to become more and more like Christ.

So, what does this mean? Where am I going with all of this?

Honestly, I am not sure. I don’t know exactly what God is going to do with this in my life. What I do know is that a spark has been ignited. As my heart has been turned toward Christ, I have a clearer picture of God’s love for His people. I have better understood the way God loves me and I want to encourage other women to follow after their Creator.

Right now, I’m in a season where I am praying hard. I want to know Christ more. I am excited because I know that when I show up, I’ll meet God because He is always there. More than anything, I want to know Christ and make Him known.

That’s all I know for now.

Thanks for being with me on this beautiful journey. :)

Trials: Oh Joy!


Something I hate.

Yet, kind of sort of love.

It’s an interesting dichotomy. I loathe feeling like my world is crashing down. The feeling that I can’t control what’s happening around me is scary.

I feel weak and discouraged. I feel that I’ve made a mistake. AGAIN. Often times it comes back on me. I’m up all night thinking about what I did wrong or how I could have said or done something differently. Other times, I did what I could do but still didn’t get the results I’d longed for.

Sometimes, I’m in a trial. It could be with relationships or with a job or with depression, for which I can’t give a root cause. Trials can sometimes be pointed back to a source. That’s where it started. That’s what I can change. That’s what’s going to make it all better. Other times, I don’t know why I’m feeling the way I do or why things aren’t getting better.

Trials show me that I am weak.

But, they also show me that God is strong.

Trials remind me that I am, in fact, not invincible. Who would have guessed, right? 

Even more than that, they remind me that God is all powerful, all knowing, and full of love.

Wow! What a contrast.

Trials show me that I need God. They point me back to the source of life.

We read in the Book of James to “Consider it pure joy, my brothers and sisters, whenever you face trials of many kinds, because you know that the testing of your faith produces perseverance.  Let perseverance finish its work so that you may be mature and complete, not lacking anything.” (James 1:2-4)

How often is our first instinct to be joyful when a trial is thrown our way?

I don’t know about you, but my initial reaction is to push back. I want to talk my way out of the problem (or about the problem to whomever will listen), solve it, prove myself to people, or just convince myself that I didn’t even want what I lost anyway.

I do not do well with pausing and considering my trials a joy. My natural instinct isn’t to pray; I don’t want to thank God for trials that are going to show me more of Him. I just want the trials to go away. I want to aggressively fight through them, so that I will win.

Here’s the thing, though, trials are not our battles to win. They are the Lord’s.

Living a life fully for God means letting Him get the glory and Him show Himself victorious. In the bigger picture, we are but a small piece of God’s mighty puzzle. His purpose is to make Himself known, in all His glory and love; and He does that by weaving through the threads of our lives.

The Apostle Paul writes in Ephesians that “our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the powers of this dark world and against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms.” (Ephesians 6:12)

God gives us resources to fight through struggles with the enemy (satan), but we have to let God work! The whole point and purpose is to draw us back to Himself. God desires our hearts. He desires to change our hearts and make us more like Christ.

That’s why part of me loves trials. I love the way it feels to connect with God – to reach out for Him and have Him be right there for me. When I pray and open up to God, there’s a flood of peace that overtakes me. I know that no matter what happens, God is in control and He loves me. I have to admit that at first, God might seem far away… Sometimes I have trouble even opening my mouth to pray. But, I know and God promises that He will be there.

Trials don’t have to be seen as bad. They can actually be good and refining. At times it may be hard to recognize any sort of benefit of a trial, but God knows what He’s doing. He’s going to use everything for our good. That ultimate good is to draw us to Himself because He is the ultimate source of love and peace.

A Year of Extravagant Love

I want to write. I think about writing. I fill up pages in my journal and make notes in Evernote about the longings of my heart, but somehow putting it out here on the blog seems to be too much. In part, it’s because I am still processing. I also think I am afraid to be vulnerable.

So, I’m going to start telling you a little bit about my past year. 2014 was “The Year of Extravagant Love” – I knew from the start of the year that God was going to be doing something more in my heart. He is always working, but last year it was different. At the end of 2013, I prayed hard about the next year. I wanted direction from God, not just from my own ambitious self. In my quiet times, God kept showing me that 2014 was to be about love – about His love and they way it pours through our lives.

My year started out with my saying “no” to expectations of others and “yes” to God as I moved back to China to teach for what I thought would be a year. I struggled with the decision to go back to China because my heart was being drawn toward a man I would later find myself in love with.

I stood at a crossroads at the beginning of 2014.

To go to China where I knew God was calling me?

Or, stay in Iowa where Jonathan, the man I was beginning to fall for, remained?

The “Sunday School answer” was obviously to go to China. How could I not go where God was calling me?

What made things even trickier was that I didn’t think my feelings for Jonathan were just my own. I believe God put those feelings on me, truly giving me the desires of my heart. I had prayed about Jonathan for a few months (and I later found out he had been praying about me), receiving what I felt was confirmation that he was for me.

But, why would God send me halfway around the world if Jonathan and I were supposed to be together?

God, in His abounding love, has ways that we can never fully understand. Looking back I can see some of why He did what He did, but even so, parts of it remain a mystery.

Saying “yes” to God means trusting that He loves us and that He is working for our good (Romans 8:28).

In some ways it would have been easier to stay in Iowa to “see what happened” with the potential relationship, but I knew God wanted me to trust Him.

So, I obeyed.

In that act of obedience, I learned a lot about love – true, pure love that can only come from God. I learned that above all else, God desires our hearts. If I was going to love the way God purposed for my life, I had to give up control and let Him work it all out.

When the time came that Jonathan pursued me and we were able to be together sooner than we had expected (after another cool twist of events), I could only give God the glory because it was His timing and plan.

While the circumstances surrounding our relationship have pointed me back to God and His love, I also learned more about God’s love for humanity in 2014.

My heart keeps shifting to see people the way Jesus does. In the choices I make and in the things I do, I want to be better about letting Christ be shown through me. I’ve been challenged to love greater in all areas of life.

I could tell story after story of how God showed me His love in China, but for now, I’ll leave you with something I found to be pretty neat.

When I left China in July, I said goodbye to a fellowship of believers I truly loved. The simplicity in the way they talked of their faith inspired me. There was a language barrier to overcome, but in the end, at the heart of it, they loved Jesus and wanted to make Him known. I felt the same way.

On my last day in the city, we met for our last small group of the semester while tears streamed down our faces as we bid farewell. A little bit later, one of the group leaders came to my apartment with a gift. He and the group had come together to give me something to take back to America as a remembrance of them.

This friend – let’s call him Wang – opened a box holding a glass trophy, much like something a person would be given as an award. Etched on the glass was a verse in Chinese. I wasn’t familiar with the characters of the reference, so Wang quickly opened his Bible to show me the verse.

God is Love

As he turned to 1 Corinthians 13, my eyes began to water. The love chapter. In this year of “Extravagant Love.” Wow. God is good, I thought to myself as I rested in that sweet moment.

This is significant because when I had prayed about 2014, God specifically laid 1 Corinthians 13 on my heart.

On the trophy was 1 Corinthians 13:13, which reads, “And now these three remain: faith, hope, and love. But the greatest of these is love.”

God, through my Chinese friends, reminded me of His faithfulness in a beautiful way.

My life was changed little by little in 2014, but it all started in the heart. It started by submitting and trusting that God is who He says He is and that His love never fails.

I’ll Be Changing

Over the past few years, I’ve experienced a lot of change. From graduating college to moving to China to moving home to Iowa to returning for another stint in China to now being back home and trying to “figure out my life,” I’ve  had a lot of change. Parts of it have been hard, while other parts refreshing.

I tend to like change.

I’ve never been one to dread moving on because the new always seems so fun and exciting.

I like to explore. I love to try all kinds of different things, so the whole change thing can be beautiful. However, with change comes uncertainty. It brings a whole new brand of anxiety with each challenge. Yet, there’s also the amazing feeling of tackling the roadblocks and being successful in whatever issues may arise in the new season.

Lately, I’ve been reflecting on how all of the changes in where I am physically coincide with how I have been changed spiritually. Some days, I stop and realize that yes, this is my life. I am blown away every time. The grace that God’s shown me and the way he’s weaved the threads of my life in the most perfect ways to bring me closer to Him is incredible.

When I began to walk with the Lord almost 5 years ago, I had no idea of the crazy ride I’d be taking. It’s been awesome and difficult all at the same time. I’m grateful. I’ve truly been changed and continue to be each and every day. The coolest part of that change is that I cannot take credit. Sure, I have made choices, but the real work started in the heart. The work of Christ in my life changed me and made me new.

2 Corinthians 5:17 says, “Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation; the old has gone, the new has come!”

A lot of us who grew up in the Church or found faith at some point in our lives have read this verse. We’ve heard it preached on and have been taught that when we come to Christ we are made new. But, what does this mean in a practical sense?

I’ve seen people who made the decision to follow the Lord do what appeared to be a 180 and turn their lives around. I’ve also seen people who became Christians continue to live the same way they always did, only with the badge of honor of being a “Christian” placed firmly on their chests. While we don’t know the hearts of others, it is safe to believe what Jesus says about the fruit that will be produced when one truly follows after Him.

Why is it that some people change more than others when they come to faith in Jesus?

Each person is different and God is working in their individual lives, but I firmly believe there’s also a mindset we, as believers, must have in order to enable change. We must believe that we will be changed. We must hold firmly to God’s promises.

We must allow God to change us.

We must also believe that God will change others.

I think we sometimes forget that becoming a “new creation” isn’t just a one time deal. It isn’t a magic trick that happens the moment you are born again. You won’t automatically be 100 percent different. It’s a continual renewing of your heart as you seek the Lord and allow Him to be God of your life.

God is continually working for the good of those who love Him, who have been called according to his purpose (Romans 8:28). He is working to change you. He is working to change me.

But are we letting ourselves be changed to become more like Jesus?

I want to live a life that is changed.

Are you with me?


For a fun visual representation of how I’ve changed over the years, here are some photos from high school through today.

2007 – My high school self also loved to take photos with my mouth open


2010 – These girls were an amazing group to do life with as we sought the Lord together during college


2011 – Israel was a highlight of my college days


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2013 – China


2014 – Home in Muscatine with one of my favorite people in the world