Since I didn't get to see Joel on Mother's Day

I spent the Memorial Day with him. 

We visited a few places 

ate at some interesting fusion restaurants--

Italian Japanese, Southern+Asian, Laotian

and spent some time with his best friends. 

Their life and faith stories, their questions and curiosity

made me feel hopeful for their generation and their connection with God.

Reading the quotes at MLK Memorial evoked inspiration

and one of them became real to me.

"Out of the mountain of despair

A stone of hope."

 

 

I still don't know how to create what I want exactly

I just start with a vague idea of what I want

then keep centering

molding

drying

trimming

choosing the colors

and 

waiting

until the fire does its magic

then I get surprised by the outcome

always better than I imagined

even the one I had a hard time centering

sounds a lot like life in the Spirit

we don't always know where the Spirit leads us

we only have a vague idea

then we keep centering

shaping 

adjusting

moving forward

of course waiting

then the Spirit does her magic

creating what we couldn't imagine

I just hope I can trust enough

Mother's Day

With a surprise Korean meal cooked for me, 

beautiful flowers, 

and a cute card with heartfelt messages, 

Mother's Day was full of love.

When they were teenagers,

 they identified me as "The World's Okayest Mom" 

and I liked it. 

Now my young adult children identify me as "a good friend" 

and I like it.