One of the things that makes me a little sad that I'm starting "school" so early is because my internship in church will end early. Ok its just one week earlier, but being a person who loves living and treasuring every single moment, every day counts a lot to me. Working with wonderful lovely people, getting opportunities to serve in a greater capacity in this ministry I've grown to love, learning much about the church (both the faults and the beauty which still shines despite its imperfection) and Methodism, and just enjoying the thrill of serving and loving God pretty much sums up the last 2.5 months.

I remember just before I started back in end Feb, Maho mentioned about how its really up to the individual of how much he/she will be willing to serve during this internship period.. or something like that. It oddly stuck to my mind this entire time and it was something that gently reminded and pushed me to give all that I can. And really, I've pretty much enjoyed every bit of it.. including the not so nice bits. The other night as I was getting into bed, I recalled that the last time I was in a period where I loved getting into bed and was sincerely looking forward to the next day because there was nothing to be sian about was when I was in TRACKERS. 

So because I know we are approaching June and I have roughly a month left, I am compelled to hang on and treasure every bit that is left of this exciting season and serve quietly to the best of my ability with His strength. I will miss it dearly.

And then it leads to the next point: the next season of life is about to start.. very soon. How will it be? I don't quite know. Am I afraid? Pretty much so. But I know that God knows the fears and worries in my heart, and the beautiful part is that He knows more than that. He knows the future specifically for me, and its just me and my silly unknowing heart that needs to re-learn the very big lesson of trust. I must have gone through this a thousand times over tsktsktsk.

5 more weeks. 5 more beautiful weeks.