Turning Japanese
Arrived in Japan about ten days ago and i have been trying to contain my excitement of finally being here. For as far back as i can remember, i have always been fond of the place, and to actually be here in the flesh, all expense paid at that, makes it even more amazing. I have to thank my sponsor, The Sumitomo Foundation, for this trip of a lifetime.
Of course this is all in relation to my dissertation that is a comparative study of east and west philosophy. I have immersed mysels in Kamakura, Japan. The one place that i have forever been reading about. I explored every inch hoping to take in as much as i can and try to remember every detail. The place is just beautiful. No amount of reading can ever suffice to the actual experience i have had in the last couple of days.
I am eternally thankful for grace.
Saturday, May 30, 2009
Sunday, February 8, 2009
Be Still
Two words have been impressed on me lately, be still. The last three weeks, i have learned to be still because i've been sick on and off. I had to stop my class preparations and cut back on my hangin out--which actually translates to long hours at starbucks reading or making notes for lecture or staying at a friend's house on sunday evenings watching movies or simply talking till almost midnight.
I literally had to be still and just lie in bed for three days. I was vomiting, had fever, migraine, upset stomach, body pains, yet after the aches subsided i somehow reflected on the whole scenario and i came up with the fact that, i actually learned to be still.
At thirty-one, i have been very busy. My classes and my research have consumed much of my time and i am left with nothing else. I must admit i was groping, too consumed by my work and was in all honesty, lost. I barely even had time to pray. But somehow in those three days that i was in bed sick, i woke up in the middle of the night feeling very strangely nauseated i had to hold fast to my prayers that i would get through the night.
Perhaps God has ordained that time for me to be still. If it takes a sickness to draw me closer then perhaps that is what ought to be done. If it takes nausea to finally find the time, then im thankful for the pain and the discomfort. Being still brought me close, it healed me, and made me find my way back home.
Two words have been impressed on me lately, be still. The last three weeks, i have learned to be still because i've been sick on and off. I had to stop my class preparations and cut back on my hangin out--which actually translates to long hours at starbucks reading or making notes for lecture or staying at a friend's house on sunday evenings watching movies or simply talking till almost midnight.
I literally had to be still and just lie in bed for three days. I was vomiting, had fever, migraine, upset stomach, body pains, yet after the aches subsided i somehow reflected on the whole scenario and i came up with the fact that, i actually learned to be still.
At thirty-one, i have been very busy. My classes and my research have consumed much of my time and i am left with nothing else. I must admit i was groping, too consumed by my work and was in all honesty, lost. I barely even had time to pray. But somehow in those three days that i was in bed sick, i woke up in the middle of the night feeling very strangely nauseated i had to hold fast to my prayers that i would get through the night.
Perhaps God has ordained that time for me to be still. If it takes a sickness to draw me closer then perhaps that is what ought to be done. If it takes nausea to finally find the time, then im thankful for the pain and the discomfort. Being still brought me close, it healed me, and made me find my way back home.
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