Tag: Christian TCK
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The Investment
Who would want to invest in something so broken down? Drowned in imperfections Impounded by rejections And confounded in negative reflections…
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Today Is the Day
Today is the day I stop running. The day I lay down every fear, every excuse, every chain I’ve carried for far too long. Today is the day I stop saying someday…
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Life After Loss
Somewhere, a child is riding his first bike Somewhere, a man is celebrating a monumental hike A girl and her friends are out for a birthday A couple is hugging, wanting the moment to stay…
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Does Anyone See Me?
She’s hurting, but does anyone really care? All they do is stand and stare Then turn away to face the realities of their own day Not giving a second thought to someone else’s pain…
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Still His
I’ve walked through some valleys I thought would not end, Carried some wounds I did not know how to mend. I’ve searched for my place, asking, “Where do I fit?” And wondered if somehow I’d ever find it…
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TCK Voices: “Guapo” Just Like His Dad
I have learned that I cannot carry the expectations of anyone else, nor can I try to force my children’s experiences to match my own childhood or what I see other families doing on social media. Being a TCK mom means embracing our unique reality…
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Almost but Not Quite: Holding the Reality of Living In-Between
In England, I would have stayed politely and quietly by the till, perhaps grumbling under my breath at the wait. Not so in Korea. In this balli-balli (quickly, quickly) culture, why delay? “Chogiyo!” I yelled in Korean. “Excuse me!”…
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TCK Voices: Shoes at the Door, “Home De-Pot,” and an Abused Family
I like to think of my life as a puzzle that the Lord is slowly putting together. There are many moments when I wonder what He’s doing, but I’m reminded again and again to trust the Author as He creates His masterpiece…
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Grief, Time, and the Pain of Transitioning Between Countries
I woke up one day, a stranger to myself. It was some two weeks after my move from Canada to Finland. Coming home, if one can call it that…
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TCK Voices: Everything Happens for a Reason
When I was leaving and saying farewells, it was very special just knowing that people loved me. I wrote thank-you letters to all my classmates just for being my friends…
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Tears
Oh the tears begin Is this a gift From way above Cleansing this darkness I simply welcomed in?
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Temporary
Temporary: something that isn’t permanent, moves on I’ve never been it, Instead, Temporary surrounded me…
