It’s been nine months since I’ve written, and nearly one year since my return from YWAM Kona. The last time I wrote, I was barely scratching the surface of what my time back home in Texas would soon become. Now I can really see, looking back these last few months, that my life is what I truly made it.
Shortly after my last blog post, I returned to University via online classes so I could finally finish my Bachelor’s Degree in Creative Writing. Being forced to stay put because of COVID, I had to find something to do. So I just went for it, knowing that in the long run I could use a BA to travel across Korea, Mongolia, and all over Asia as a TEFL teacher.
I chose Creative Writing as my major because I want to be a great author. I know it’ll be a tedious, longterm occupation full of trials, but I also know I have a gift of story telling and wild imagination that I can share with the world (and I hope you’ll look forward to it!)
When I resumed university classes last summer, I also got a job as a part-time grocery store clerk, but it wasn’t a very healthy environment to be in. I only took it because it was given to me–and this is one big reason I say: Life is what you make it.
So, just two months ago turning the leaf into 2021, I was hired as a barista at a coffee house. The thing is, the last week I was in YWAM Kona, I felt very strongly that God would use me as a missionary in that specific coffee shop. While I was interviewed for the job, it was clear that my new boss and I had very similar missionary mindsets! I still think it’s insane… Something the Lord showed me nearly a year ago is slowly coming to fruition only now. On top of that, I’ve made friends with my co-workers who are kind, hilarious, and share a lot of common interests with me. I fit right in (and I have blue hair, if that says something!)
So it has been a year full of both great and difficult experiences since YWAM Kona, and sometimes I harshly tell myself to get over it already. But the truth is that I’ve learned so much from not going on my outreach and being sent home that I don’t think I’ll ever be able to stop talking about it. I just know that during this time, God is making beauty out of the ashes of my heart.
In the future, I hope to write copious amounts of adventures across Asia as both a teacher and a missionary (trust me, my eyes are still set on Mongolia), and who knows what more God has in store. For now, the coffee shop and university classes will certainly do!
Anyway, I suppose this is the long overdue update of Allison the Currently-Adventuring-From-Home-And-Coffee-House Adventurer. If perhaps my last nine months can teach you anything, I’d hope it’s this:
Life really is what you make it.
Signed,
Allison the [aforementioned] Adventurer
