Bali Musings Day 8-12 | Travel

The rest of my time in Bali blurred together as I packed, babysat, wandered around the island soaking up all the beauty, and spent any spare minute I could with friends. I know I’ll never forget these moments as I grow up. Going to church for the last time was filled with hugs and laughs as we all masked our disappointment. We even went out to lunch with Kat, Jax, and Lyssa. We realized that every time we went somewhere after church, it was with this original group, and every time we’re so tired we’re all delirious, acting crazy and talking nonsense. I remember looking at this group of friends feeling a sudden surge of hope in my chest. I went so long thinking I’ll never make friends to suddenly having three great ones.

All the way up till our last day, I had the time of my life. Even if there were times I broke down and gave into the feeling of hopelessness, realizing I’m leaving the place where my whole life consisted, yet again. I pushed that aside, though. I refuse to feel that way. This move will be good for my family and I, I repeated in my head. This is good. 

As days of bowling, bird parks, and escape rooms past, and the day of the move looms closer, we put the finishing touches on our house. I went outside to take a Polaroid photo of the home we lived in for the past two years, smiling at all the memories. I realized that I am more than satisfied with the time we spent here. Staring at my house, I looked back at the memories forever engraved in my head: the beach, friends, church and ministry, stepping out of my comfort zone, and feeling and being closer to God than I ever had before. And later, sitting on the plane towards Jakarta, I can finally start feeling excited for the new adventures waiting for me there.

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Wow! The last post of the Bali Musings series. I hope you all enjoyed, I know I have! I hope you didn’t mind the ups and downs of my emotions over the week, this was literally my inner monologue during this time.

This was the place of many firsts for me, and I was so glad it was here. Living in Bali was never meant to be permanent, and so is living in Jakarta. I guess growing up in this certain lifestyle affected my way of feeling and allowing myself to feel accepted and that I belonged. Unfortunately for me, as I began to feel that way I only had a few months left, only I didn’t know it yet. I hope I can feel that way in Jakarta again. I hope I won’t allow myself to build walls around my heart so tall that it takes years to break them down again. I hope I let people in, even though I know I’ll leave again.

Bye for now, Bali.

love, jane. aka the unlost wanderer.

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Bali Musings Day 5 | Travel

Feeling much better this morning, I convinced myself to make the most of the day. It was a Sunday, so that meant church. I packed for an hour or so and eventually got ready to go to church, which starts at 10:30. After waiting for my sister to get ready, we headed off to church! We sang and danced and had the best time. My friends and I planned to go out to lunch after the service but we weren’t expecting a portion of the worship team to come as well. (Not that that was a bad thing, the more the merrier!) We ate noodles and coffee, played Jenga and cards, and overall laughed a ton.  As the lunch came to a close, a few of us planned to watch Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 2 the next day.

After going to the grocery store, we drove back home and started packing once again. My room is mostly empty, now. Times like these I wonder why I attached myself to this place when I knew I was leaving soon. However, knowing I made friends with people I knew I would talk to for the rest of my life quickly erased the dread. I recalled this verse I memorized during school, Jeremiah 29:11. “For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you, not to harm you, plans to give you a hope and a future.”  I have a hope. I have a future. God knows my plans and I will not let darkness overcome me again.

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love, jane. aka the unlost wanderer.

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Seventeen. | Jane’s Rambles

Tonight is the last night of sixteen. For me at least. I haven’t really realized this until my two sisters pointed this out. This year has gone by so fast, between managing a kiosk in a mall, moving between islands, taking my first painting classes, starting this blog, having a boy saying he loved me, (which is a story for another time,) and so many other things, I feel like time has gone way too fast. I always thought that my birthday wasn’t a big deal, because I hate the attention that goes along with birthdays, but then my sister Faith said, “this is your last night being sixteen, next year, you’ll be eighteen and you’ll be an adult.”

Woah.

“I am so not ready to be an adult,” I thought as a rush of anxiety went through my heart. “I need to get my life together, this means,” my mind went on, “I need to get my act straight and I gotta work harder.”

I probably don’t need to get my life together at age seventeen, but I think I do need to work harder.

My sister eventually went to say, “Nothing will change, anyways, only your age”. This did make me feel a little better.

Anyways, as I write this post, a passage of Scripture went through my head, And if our God is for us, then who can stand against us? – Romans 8:31

If our God is for us, then no one can stand against us. Not even ourselves. Tonight, as it’s my last night being sixteen, I’m making a personal promise to myself: I won’t let anything stand in the way of my passions and my faith. Not me, not you, not my own insecurities or anxieties. This year, I will live to my full potential. I will do everything I can, the best that I can. Everything I do will be done in a way that God would be proud.

This year. This new year, it’ll just be me and God.

love, jane.aka the unlost wanderer.

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Count Your Blessings Part I | Faith

Things are changing, changing fast. My glass is half empty and there’s nowhere for me to go but down.  Or so I thought. This time, I’m not going down that path. I refuse to. This time, I’m going to turn to God and count my blessings.

This is going to be a new…segment on my blog. (Is segment the right word? I know there’s another one but I can’t remember it!) When I am feeling down, I will turn to God and be thankful, rather than turning to somewhere else and feel sorry for myself.

I’m thinking to just number some things I’m thankful for/blessings in my life, I honestly haven’t thought things through.

  1. My family. We all have our faults and though we don’t always see eye to eye, I am so eternally blessed by them.
  2. My bed.
  3. My schooling.
  4. My favorite backpack.
  5. My Kindle.
  6. Friends that stick together and who are loyal.
  7. Quizlet.
  8. Jesus Christ, for dying for my sins and for always being there for me.
  9. Stationary, because they make life so much easier.
  10. Online classes.
  11. Blogging.
  12. Technology.
  13. Air conditioning.
  14. Electricity.
  15. Art.
  16. Books and movies, that help me escape reality.
  17. Video tutorials.
  18. The Internet.
  19. My room.
  20. Being able to travel.

I suppose 20 things are good for now! I know a bunch of things are totally random and little, but it’s the little things that count.

What are you grateful for?

love, jane. aka the unlost wanderer.

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Heaven is My Home.

Disclaimer: I know everyone is not like this, this is just my observation and my thoughts and opinions on this. Your opinion matters too, so please make sure to share them with me by commenting!

I realized today that this world is an awfully materialistic place. Everyone has to have the latest iPhone, the most expensive name brand clothes, and the best car. Once you have all that, you work harder to get an upgrade of said phone, clothes, and car. I’m not saying don’t shop, believe me, I love shopping (haha), but make sure you know that this world is not your home, you’re just passing through. Don’t get attached to your material things, for your true treasure is in heaven.

What will happen to your things when you leave earth? It’ll all just lay there until someone else deals with it. In fact, when I was younger, I used to think that God would let me bring one earthly thing to heaven but as I grew, I realized everything I need is with Him.

Heaven is our home, so when you feel like you just can’t live without that one item, remember that…

…this world is not our permanent home; we are looking forward to a home yet to come.

Hebrews 13:14 (NKJV)

love, jane. aka the unlost wanderer

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God Will Make a Way

Have you ever heard that song?

God will make a way
Where there seems to be no way
He works in ways we cannot see
He will make a way for me…

Today I felt trapped. I felt like I was in a glass box and it was closing in on me and I had no way out. It felt like I had no future and all I can do was look out and see everyone else move forward except for me. It felt like I was going to pass out and that I was never going to wake up.

Just when the darkness was starting to take over, I heard this song in the back of my head. It gave me so much hope and a renewal of faith. Just when I began to give up, it made me remember that there is always a light at the end of the tunnel.

Thus says the Lord, who makes a way in the sea
And a path through the mighty waters,
Who brings forth the chariot and horse,
The army and the power
(They shall lie down together, they shall not rise;
They are extinguished, they are quenched like a wick):
 “Do not remember the former things,
Nor consider the things of old.
 Behold, I will do a new thing,
Now it shall spring forth;
Shall you not know it?
I will even make a road in the wilderness
And rivers in the desert.

Isaiah 43:16-19

love, jane. aka the unlost wanderer.

ps- Listen to God Will Make a Way here!

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