Living On Mission: Hope Kim in the Philippines

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Life is filled with God’s stories

Twenty-three has never felt so good, not only because I feel like an official adult with my new job in a new place but because I have more of God and He, himself, is really good.

Around this time last year, I was on a hunt for direction. I pleaded that God would lead the way and direct me to where He wants me to be. Little did I know that prayer was formed into action through international travels to different continents and spontaneous road trips across the United States. I have been on each form of transportation imagined [well except those battery-powered board gliders. Google it, they’re pretty cool but only found in UK!], my head laid on soft cushions in my own house including the many houses that I’ve been invited into and within the same year, I’ve rolled over rocky grounds while watching the moonlight peek through my tent. Needless to say, the direction that I prayed for took me on different roads and onto great adventures.

Throughout the span of being a twenty-two year old, I started my first job and quit that job a few months later being hopeful in moving on to a dreamy career, which turns out wasn’t for me at all. I stepped forward to graduate school as another option and unfortunately that did not pan out as well. Trusting that God had something in store, I kept walking and believing that God can do exceedingly and abundantly more than I could ever ask for or imagine, well, not until my dad went through several health complications and passed away within the same year. I slowly lost hope feeling dragged down to a bottomless pit, but still desperate to see where all of this would lead me.

As I continue to beg God for direction in life, He used every day to teach me how to trust Him and listen to every story that He’s creating around me. I became aware. I noticed that every experience that God has brought me through has its own story. Some ended great and many did not, but I saw that all of these stories led me to one destination. They all led me to Jesus. This year, I have seen more of God’s existence than I ever have. This is the direction that God wants me to be in, not my career nor my location, nor the people that I am spending those moments with, He directed me to Him. The best part of this year’s story is that...

“... And after [me] have suffered a little while, the God of all grace, who has called [me] to his eternal glory in Christ, will himself restore, confirm, strengthen, and establish [me]. (1 Peter 5:10 ESV)"
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So guess what? I am actually writing this blog at my desk here at Tebow CURE Hospital in the Philippines. Yes, I moved across the world for my new job as a CUREkids Coordinator, well at least that’s what we call it. The job is just as fun as it sounds! I get to play with children with disabilities, take their pictures and listen to their stories. Then, I have the privilege to share what God is doing in their lives to the rest of the world! It seems like a make-believe job but no, I am not making this up. Check out my first CUREkid story, Orio, he’s quite a character! 

Bottom line is that God is faithful, even if I'm not. I am so excited to be in this journey that He’s taking me. I get to see more of God not only in my life but in every child and family that I will be working with. He is a great story writer and I can’t be more excited to be one of His story tellers!