there are only three words in the English dictionary that start with âdw-â. Good luck.
Yeah, this tumblr condition is fun. I really like reading what my friends are really thinking and feeling in the context of church. Lowkey I feel like this condition got everyone sad lol
Today was so awesome in so many ways. It didnât start so well because I woke up maaad late for church, but was also woken up by an unpleasant dream. Also had to jumpstart my momâs car right after (shoutout to our neighbor tho). No fun. BUT going to church and being greeted by everyone and chatted up by the Japanese moms was a great feeling; driving to and from the meeting was soooo fun; seeing most of our lit staff in person and physically being together made the WS more real and exciting for me.. But what made this day really turn around was that it was my momâs birthday and how we were able to share quite a lot of time together over some delicious sweet potato cake (itâs a Korean thing, you gotta try it).Â
This chat with my mom hit so deep. Bold. Italicize. Underline. Size 21 font cuz that jaunt was providential. Iâm exaggerating but OK OK OK
It was actually really sweet. Since we were both busy for most of the day, I decided to surprise her with a simple cake celebration when she came home. Ik, Iâm so creative. But with Joonâs help, it actually turned out really well and said it was the best birthday ever! oooo we aint even got to the best part yet tho
I didnât try to guide the conversation about her church life or anything related to that matter, I just genuinely wanted to know a lot about my mom and ask her questions Iâve always wondered. It led to some really funny moments, some deep ones, some pretty hurtful ones. I brushed up and learned a lot about my dadâs family tree and how some met the movement; learned a loooot about my mom and her journey through life in general; learned a loot about how I was brought into this world. I knew before that it wasnât an easy feat on Heavenâs side, but now I learned it wasnât easy for my parents, either.
Which brings me to hooooowwww much gratitude I feel welling up in my heart for my parents, True Parents, and most importantly, GOD! I couldnât believe when my mom was sharing with me just how much effort went into me being born safely and healthy. So much to the point that even their church communities were offering 100 or 120 bows every evening at midnight for who knows how many days!!!!Â
Who goes through the burden to offer a condition for a baby that 1) isnât born, and 2) ISNâT YOURS??! anyway.
All of Godâs power, Good Spirit World, and all of my familyâs Good Ancestors were really working while I was in the womb and when I was born. My mom went into labor around 8pm the night before, but I was born the next morning around 12-12:30 AM during the time our members were offering their bows. And apparently, there was no forecast for snow that morning, but when they looked outside, the whole world was covered in a blanket of soft, white snow. It was as if God had cleaned the world and made it beautiful for you, she said. I kinda see it as maybe Iâll be someone who brings spiritual cleansing to the world, Iâll be someone who cleans the world for God. After all, cleaning is my favorite pass time and my #1 stress reliever. Cleaning the house is cleaning the soul!
Idk, I just keep thinking about that whole situation. I donât believe in coincidences. It brings me back to my thoughts about how and why God gave birth to me in this family, at this time. Lmao God and SW really like to work in symbols, but a lot of times I wish they straight up told me what they need me to do, what my purpose is. maybe they are and Iâm not listening.
hint to subject line: one of the words is âdwarf.â good night yall and good night God!