Sweet China...

Yea it's 2 a.m. here in NY but I can't seem to sleep. Though I can't say I really tried to sleep. So what better to do than blog a little right?

Coming back from missions, I realize that this year I didn't "leave my heart in China." But at the same time, I didn't really have to leave it there, it was already there. One day in LA, then straight to New York, and the one thing I realize is that the fact that I miss China. A lot.

At this moment, I would give everything that I have to go back to China, to a people who need Love. In China, I feel so free and at peace. In New York, I feel like a caged bird, unable to spread my wings and fly. In China, I have the language barrier but I can still talk. In New York, I have the language, but I can't even open my mouth. China, sweet sweet China.

The reason why I am writing all of this is because I got into a HUGE argument with my dad, and when I looked at my China journal, I was immediately reminded of the last month that I spent in China. Though I know it is not true, I feel that there is such a strong attack from the enemy, that the Lord's presence is almost nowhere to be found.

California sounds so good right now. I miss church, tenjus, the hub, my family, the list can go on forever...

So I'll end with this: I await my return to California. But even more than that, I await my return to China.