the hmong mission trip was one of the funnest times of my life! made good friends quickly and i miss them SO much now. i wanna cry.

there's just so much tt happened, i can't list it all down. i'll just write about the impressions i took home after the trip.

the people up there in the mountain, the hmong -- they're so nice and hospitable. they're courteous and polite. most of all, they're tenderhearted. they're tenederhearted to preaching. they're united as a church and they love one another. i used to think they'd be better off in singapore or america, but, no. their lifestyle makes them what they are today, innocent and respectful. all they need is more food, water, clothes, and freedom. they don't need shopping malls or burgers or swimming pools. they'd be so different if they were rich. they wouldn't be happy.

i love them so much. when we were leaving the village, we didn't wanna walk. we didn't wanna go. the girls there, they cried. they cried and stuck their hands into the window of the van hoping to catch one last glimpse of us before we left. they kept saying thank you for coming and God bless you. it was almost too much for me to take. it was so sad. i can still see their faces right now.

during the preaching and invitation, mr. chang asked one question that made me feel so exposed and criminalized. so many hmong ppl were gg up to the alter to pray, some crying, some shutting their eyes so tight and praying so hard. mr. chang said : WHAT ARE YOU DOING FOR GOD TODAY? i needed that, so much. another thing tt he said tt hit me was about being a spiritual baby. God knows i've read 1 corinthians 13 like, 1000 times, but never before in that light. i need to put away childish things and start eating some solid bible food. i gotta grow, because ultimately me and God, that's all that's gonna be left. not fitting in, not looking good, not anything. just me and God.