Tis a new and old day
Yes the weather continues to be cold and so I am once again reminded by the echoe of my grandma's voice in reminding me to dress warmly and always bring a warm coat wherever I am because of the fact that I am in SF.
It was a most interesting day indeed. I just started my part time job at a place that I once used to work at before. I am doing PA work on KTSF news. It's been pretty cool so far, I took two snack breaks, and the guy who is training me is a funny and yet chill guy named Joseph.
So I reminded him that I am kind of slow at technical stuff, so I might need a few traning sessions before I actual get going on my own with some of this stuff. I have enjoyed myself thus far... also because of the people. My fave comment that I can always expect from older Asian people are... "Why Judy... you look like you put on some weight." Well, I got to say that it would definitely do me some good to get out on that treadmill tonight if I can sneak it in.
I still have to write up my review about that movie... But I have so much to write that I need some more time to do that. I also realized that I love to write. Writing has become my next favorite past time.... Actually I'll just add it on my list.
Fun!
I read this verse this morning and thought how cool is that:
Fear thou not; For I am with thee: Be not dismayed; For I am thy God; I will strengthen thee; Yea, I will help thee, Yea, I will uphold thee with the right hand of my righteosness - Isaiah 41:10 KJV
Is that pronounced "yea--aw.. or yeah, or yeah boyeee".. probably yea .. yee -- with an ay sound.
If I remember correctly it was also the same verse I read when I was in China. One day I was trying to mentally prepare to travel to this province called Gansu, most definitely one of the poorer regions in China. At that time I was working with this other org called CBN, but thier headquarters are based in Beijing. I can still feel the butterflies in my stomache. The most amazing thing was going to happen that weekend. It was when I met this man, Mr. Zhang, Sang Ri who was a Tibetan man in the mountaineous regions. We and the camera team, translator, and donor, were going to visit this man to drive him to a local hospital.
I can see the vivid imagery in my head as I write and talk about it again. Maybe I will save the rest of the story for later... It was all too awesome a sight to see...I think I am going to save that story.. Yeah.. yea.. yeee..
I am inspired once again and have decided to oficially pick up finishing up that devotional book that I once started about a year or so ago. I just need one more person to help me out and I think we will be set... I have come to realize that writing for me, just like talking, is rather quite therapeutic. Maybe it has something to do with the fact that it seems I am writing into the void and have no idea what I really want to talk about, yet streams of consciousness is what my English teacher called that freestyle writing. So of course this is all another way of saying "judy's talking out loud". A lot of times people talk to themselves in thier heads, but usually keep it to themselves... so this for me is just another outlet. peace to you until another entry.
but i am reminded to live each day to its fullest... the people, the places, the things in life that we see... we are but a glimpse...
