Boston. So, here's my perspective of our lives in Boston so far. I got to say that it's been hard adjusting to Boston. Not so much the weather or anything, but just to settle into a new place, starting a new life, and especially looking for a job. We've been lucky and blessed to find a good church, and we're slowly setting into it and meeting new people. It's true what people say about serving, because it feels a lot different than just going to the service and listening. But the serving still takes time to adjust for me, since I haven't really serve in church ever since I graduated from high school.
Marriage life has been really rewarding. It was a little rough last year, but since, it's been getting a lot smoother and better. I realized what a jerk I am all the time, and I can't imagine what I would do if I didn't have Dali to "hang in" there with me. I feel like an emotional wreck sometimes, and as always, the person closes to me gets all my crap. But God is supremely gracious and good to allow such a wonderful patient person to love me when I deserve it the least. I love you, Dali.
Growth. Definitely true. I guess no one ever stops growing in life, and the whole purpose of life is really just to grow. Although I feel the growing process is very difficult at times, and frustrating because it's beyond my control to change, but time has it's way of changing the worst of people. Growth is a very interesting process. I might have all the knowledge in the world of what I should do, and how I should be discipline, and responsible, but somehow the knowledge just isn't enough to change me. I don't know how to change, and worst of all, the deadly patterns continues to repeat itself time and time again. But growth did happen, and is happening, but the process is just "slow". In a fast pace world, it does make me feel like I falling further and further behind.
Finally, a reflection of what God has done. God gave me a college degree, a wonderful wife, and beautiful place called home in Boston, a church filled with great people, and He has really put all the frustrating and disappointing immigration process in it's right path. He's provided us with great parents, free money to spend and live on (where in the world does that happen?), a worry-free life (although there are many self-inflicted worries), and basically more than we ever need materially. He's provided us with everything.
One thing though, He has withheld a job from me at the moment. It's partly my fault, for being so on and off with the searching process, but let's just say I haven't gotten any luck with it yet. But I also feel it's one of those moments again. It's like when Dali and I first got marry, and the immigration process hasn't come in, but we decided to go ahead and drive across to border anyways, and then the whole frustrating process with the lawyer's assistant, and then just waiting. Months and months has gone by, and uncertainties everywhere everyday. But in the midst of it, we lack nothing. I feel it's the same with my search of job. It's frustration, no response, lots of waiting, and a month has gone by, and still waiting. But in the midst of it, again, we lack nothing.
So, today is February 25, 2008. A Monday, a start of the week. I woke up really late, because I stayed up to finish the Lord of the Rings: Two Towers on PS2 last night. Not a really good start to the week by any standards. But I have never started off good in anything. And if I have, the middle is always a mess. But God has a way of finishing what I left undone, and hopefully, there'll be more to come.
