Just When I Thought….

Just when I thought God was going to work a certain way….

First: my roommate offered to buy me groceries- omg I have food in the fridge now!!!

Second: my awesome friend gave me a check for $600. Yep, only a spirit filled friend with the love of God would do such a thing. And also

Third: I finally feel reassured that God TRULY IS PROVIDING! 🙂 I can say now I can eat full meals and more than that, that GOD truly is a provider an the perfect Father!!! Several angels have spoke to people to donate to my trip. I’m so blessed! Thank you for your generosity! You will receive 10 fold what you gave!

This is the confidence we have in approaching God: that if we ask anything according to his will, he hears us. 15 And if we know that he hears us—whatever we ask—we know that we have what we asked of him.

Yesterday I saw a vision of myself with Jesus, me as a little girl at Disneyland. He bought me one of those mickey mouse hats and asked me what I wanted. We went go karting and also went on a ride. Jesus was all having fun with His hands up in the air. He wants to give all the desires of my heart. He asked me what I want to do with my life, I kept listing things. And He said “It’s done!”

It’s crazy how I know God says who He is- but I still doubt at many times of the day. I am developing a cough- need prayer for this infirmity.

The Fire

September 1, the beginning of new things.

The launching happened in August, September is the opening of presents.

Lots of presents, there will be lots of presents, only for those that have kept the faith.

And spoken truth in times of trouble.

I just had a massive encounter with God.

I was crying out to God, looking at my current situation and seeing that there was no way out but to see God speak a miracle.

I lay in my bed, listening to Misty Edwards’ song- “you won’t relent until you have it all”. As I lay there, I knew God was stripping me of all the things I held so dearly for security…Whether that is the need to have a savings or material possession… Whether that is the need to know what I will be doing when I come back from Australia.

In the moment, I encountered Jesus in a way I cannot describe in writing.

I saw Jesus open His arms and beckoning for my hand. We danced and I suddenly saw a ballerina, the image that my friend had prophesied for me. I was a ballerina, beautiful before God’s eyes, dancing with God. We were dancing the future into being. We were creating the future together.

I suddenly felt tears welling up, I started sobbing in desperation for God. I saw Jesus next to me while I twirled in my dress as a girl. He looked at me with pride, He said “wow, that’s my girl, you are so beautiful”. I was praying in heaven language. I saw myself with wings, stepping onto rainbows. I was spewing colors with my wings. Everywhere I went, people looked up in awe and the blind were healed.

My faith has been expanding, strengthened beyond imagination. God wants it all, the Refuge wants me to LET go of all my worldly securities and be a FIRE of God. I saw so much fire, burning, passion of love spewing into the world. I saw a stage, I saw myself fully relinquished to God, thrown, adopted, burning for the LOVE and only the LOVE of Jesus. I felt the tears, the desperation of children that are human trafficked, the lepers on the street, the homeless, the abandoned, the widowed, the abused, I felt deep yearning and compassion for justice.

Right after, my friend messages me and tells me he wants to treat me to boba because I can’t spend money before I go to Australia. God has sent 10,000 angels to pave the way and fight for me. It’s funny how God knows the desire of my heart, even as specific as boba.

I started laughing. God is so funny.

 

Jesus The SuperDad

Recently God has been blowing my mind away.

My friend had a vision for me that I was a baby and that Jesus was carrying me and even cooking for me.

That really made me cry because, well, Jesus cooks for me!

I have 12 days before I board the plane to Oz Land. Another friend prophesied that he saw different arrows and God will bring in finance through different sources. But that, it would be very last minute. I can see that happening- I mean I have 12 days left.

I guess the world can laugh at me- but I’m already seeing God fight for me.

Do not be afraid. Stand firm and you will see the deliverance the Lord will bring you today. The Lord will fight for you; you need only to be still. (Exodus 14:13,14)

I’ve been really learning to be still and cry to God for help. There were several nights I felt disillusioned and thought there were demons watching me, but I knew they were just trying to scare me. God has really been fighting for me in the small things.

Like, little things that I randomly thought I’d need- such as comfortable leggings, travel jackets, etc. My friend called me and told me her friend was moving and that she has clothes in my size. I ended up even getting sketchbooks and sharpies I needed to draw on the trip. GOD IS SO DETAILED in His providing- when we simply trust Him with childlike faith. All the ways I thought God would provide, God has a better and more surprising way. I even had a twitter friend donate to my trip- even though we’ve never met. His emails have been encouraging and shown me that somehow my writing is making a difference in the world.

God is not far away, He is fighting for you!

Tell Him all your needs and He’s fighting for you to get you the best. Thank you for all those that have listened to God and faithfully given out of generosity. I know God honors your heart and is using the money to bless others 1,000 fold.

 

 

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How I’m Able to Work and Travel Quite A Bit

Hey Rebekka,

This is really an impulse message, but I’d love to hear your thoughts on this matter.

From my noticing of my facebook news feeds haha, it seems like you’re able to work and travel quite a bit. I’m kind of in one of those post-college moments where I think that before I get married in my early 30’s or late 20’s, I want to be able to travel the world and experience what there is to offer. At the same time, I know right now is an incredibly important time to start being smart with finances(adding money to your roth IRA, all that stuff).

My question is, how are you able to travel a lot, manage your work, and I guess keep an eye on your finances? I would love to hear your thoughts since you’ve been through this.

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This seriously made my day. To know that I have inspired someone, or to help others question the norm and to live outside the socialized, pre-made box that is boring, mundane.

I will be answering this question, but I thought perhaps I’ll write up a few pointers.

3 KEY STEPS TO BECOMING A TRUE NOMAD

1. Trust in the Lord, not in your finance– money will never give you true happiness. You can have a million dollars, a billion dollars, a few cents, a dollar, and still be unhappy. Money is relative. Social status is also relative.

  • When you know that God loves you and is a provider, that He provides even for the sparrows and the ants- how much more He provides all that you need!!! Because He loves and cares for YOU! YES the UNIQUE YOU!

2. Work IS NOT your life, It Does Not Define You- Work should NOT define who you are. What you do does not define who you are. Yes, you may be an artist or accountant, but that’s not who you are. You are _________ (plug in your name). What you do overflows out of WHO you are- your beliefs, your convictions, your personality, your core, your spirit, your BEING.

  • You need to SHIFT out of that mentality. The world wants to socialize you to sit at a desk for 10 billion hours until the day you die and fall into your coffin. YOU DO NOT LIVE for vacations- that is a SAD way to live. Because you only get one week or two weeks, or three per year. If that’s so, the rest of the year is a waste of time.

3. Learn to TAKE RISK, for it is the ONLY path of a nomad– LEARN TO TAKE RISKS. Even if it’s a small one. If you usually drink lattes, get cappuccinos. If you only wear socks that match, wear ones that don’t. If you are scared of one thing, whatever it is, DO IT! YES, do that which scares you. There’s a reason you are scared of it, it means you are destined to conquer it!

  • Perhaps the normal thing to do is to count how much you are earning each day and be afraid to take days off for the things that you truly enjoy. Well, don’t live in FEAR, LIVE IN RISK! Live for that which your heart pounds LOUDLY for.

I took many days off work to attend seminars, conferences, travel and to refresh my soul. The several hundred dollars that were deducted from my paycheck could not have given me the joy that my travels did.

Let me ask you– Does a few hundred dollar more make a difference? Do you really need to get expensive clothes and bags? Do you really need to eat out all the time? Or would you rather backpack in a foreign state or country and enjoy the BLISS of meeting new people and animals.

Bottom LINE! I’d rather live in risk and change, then live in conformity and mediocrity, and eventually- hatred of my life. I’d rather have the NOW of not knowing where my income will come from, then the certainty of hum drum and boredom.

‎”the choice isn’t between success and failure; its between choosing risk and striving for greatness, or risk nothing and being certain of mediocrity” – forgot who I got this from….

Interdependence and Independence

Recently I have gone to great extents to fathom and comprehend the concepts of reliance and independence. Or more so, independence vs. interdependence. Independence meaning you are able to live by yourself, not be dependent on parents/friends, interdependence moving back and forth between depending and being independent (the healthy way). I’ll just write a poem since it is easier for me.

Dance, music, limelights, she stands alone wondering where her other half is.

Her sublime sadness provokes me to madness. Can this really be? That one cannot enjoy oneself?

Although I am able to enjoy myself meeting new friends, I cannot but feel a bit of sympathy.

Co-dependency has united the two. They have destroyed any possibility of independence or interdependence. Once capture by a net of security her parents provided, she is once again captivated by his golden locks. He keeps you stagnant, she said. I said, where has your business gone? Where has your dreams of shops and sweets gone? A life once sparked with future, now crumbling into ashes.

Boundaries. Distance. Separating myself.  I don’t know what co-dependence means nor independence. It’s a weak thing I deem to be unable to enjoy oneself without their other half. I would think that a healthy relationship allows space for growth, apart from each other. But I find myself amidst situations of friendships where friends depend on their partners for happiness. Dependence I think is different from “addition”. I think partners should give you an addition of happiness, a bonus of life. Though what I have observed in my surroundings is that without their partners, they seem to be unable to enjoy happiness.

So I keep observing. Kind of sad. Not knowing whether what I feel is legitimate. Whether this is just part of life, or realizing that once again, maybe friends are just that fragile. Friendship can be distanced and broken because of someone finding their partner. I think maybe I just need to grieve for myself, just a little longer. Or maybe I should rejoice because all my friends can now live without my help. I can now move on, emotionally and physically, moving into another country, another culture, another arena of friendship.

Maybe maybe, I should allow myself to be, to feel whatever I feel. To grieve and be sad. To realize another chapter of my life has closed and another has come. I’m a little shaken, a little teary eyed. But I’ll be sad and happy. Happy for them, happy for me. Sad for them, sad for me. Bittersweet herbs renewing visions. I’ll move on, carrying those memories in my heart. Because once again, I’ll be surprised by the friendships God will bring forth to me. Life is just like that, looking back in reminiscence, and learning to look forward in anticipation and hope.

Wisdom’s Call

Plum Flowers

I had a spontaneous urge to go to the LA zoo, I did not find the animals as attractive as the flowers. It was a hidden gem most peoples walked by. But I did learn much about human nature and life in general. My goal is to scour LA before I am to leave, not knowing where and how long I will tread the earth.

Regarding Wisdom- note that this whole part is talking about WISDOM. When it says “I” it is talking about wisdom.

Proverbs 8: Wisdom’s Call

1 Does not wisdom call out?
Does not understanding raise her voice?
2 On the heights along the way,
where the paths meet, she takes her stand;

3 beside the gates leading into the city,
at the entrances, she cries aloud:

4 “To you, O men, I call out;
I raise my voice to all mankind.

5 You who are simple, gain prudence;
you who are foolish, gain understanding.

6 Listen, for I have worthy things to say;
I open my lips to speak what is right.

7 My mouth speaks what is true,
for my lips detest wickedness.

8 All the words of my mouth are just;
none of them is crooked or perverse.

9 To the discerning all of them are right;
they are faultless to those who have knowledge.

10 Choose my instruction instead of silver,
knowledge rather than choice gold,

11 for wisdom is more precious than rubies,
and nothing you desire can compare with her.

12 “I, wisdom, dwell together with prudence;
I possess knowledge and discretion.

13 To fear the LORD is to hate evil;
I hate pride and arrogance,
evil behavior and perverse speech.

14 Counsel and sound judgment are mine;
I have understanding and power.

15 By me kings reign
and rulers make laws that are just;

16 by me princes govern,
and all nobles who rule on earth. [a]

17 I love those who love me,
and those who seek me find me.

18 With me are riches and honor,
enduring wealth and prosperity.

19 My fruit is better than fine gold;
what I yield surpasses choice silver.

20 I walk in the way of righteousness,
along the paths of justice,

21 bestowing wealth on those who love me
and making their treasuries full.

22 “The LORD brought me forth as the first of his works, [b] , [c]
before his deeds of old;

23 I was appointed [d] from eternity,
from the beginning, before the world began.

24 When there were no oceans, I was given birth,
when there were no springs abounding with water;

25 before the mountains were settled in place,
before the hills, I was given birth,

26 before he made the earth or its fields
or any of the dust of the world.

27 I was there when he set the heavens in place,
when he marked out the horizon on the face of the deep,

28 when he established the clouds above
and fixed securely the fountains of the deep,

29 when he gave the sea its boundary
so the waters would not overstep his command,
and when he marked out the foundations of the earth.

30 Then I was the craftsman at his side.
I was filled with delight day after day,
rejoicing always in his presence,

31 rejoicing in his whole world
and delighting in mankind.

32 “Now then, my sons, listen to me;
blessed are those who keep my ways.

33 Listen to my instruction and be wise;
do not ignore it.

34 Blessed is the man who listens to me,
watching daily at my doors,
waiting at my doorway.

35 For whoever finds me finds life
and receives favor from the LORD.

36 But whoever fails to find me harms himself;
all who hate me love death.”

What does it mean to wait at the doorway?

Freedom To Be, To Choose

Drawing that I finished. Copyright: Rebekka Lien. I have made this into cards too- for sell proceeds going to charity- to be announced.

Life Is Unexpected.

Fury, laughter, and silence.

Drops of rain cover my window pane.

I am hovering like a helicopter.

Not flying, nor landing.

Heads drooping.

Flowers rotting.

Call me from the grave

This life is short, but beautiful

searching for eternity in my heart

I have yet to experience travels of miles, lands, terrains, hills, valleys, oceans, mountains

and.

stories, people, embraces, laughter, tears

there’s much to come

The strong aren’t strong at all.

Teach me to catch today by the hands.

For I am just another unique masterpiece

writing a story of your glory with my life.

that you have given me.

I could have not existed, not even have a soul, a thought, a conscience,

a heart.

It would be like

having a mouth zipped, brains frozen, body a vegetable,

incapable, lifeless, heartless, thoughtless

BUT.

I sit.

Alive

Writing
Thinking
Drawing
Feeling

One cannot comprehend the gift that is us. To be given life, a book, a blank book we choose to write any story we want.
To be given life, a blank canvas we choose to create any image we want.
To be given life, a song, a melody we choose to write, conduct, and compose.

What is it ? I hear.

We have. We have freedom to choose. What will you choose to create out of your life, what story will it be? What melody?

I hope it will be beautiful.

Make it beautiful, choose to be.

Be BEYOND uncontrollable circumstances

Be the person you TRULY DESIRE to be.

Business Journey Not Only To the East, But Into Peoples’ Business

“Product Description

With the rapid shift in global economic power, many Western companies are jumping onto the bandwagon towards Asia, lured by the rich returns that the region can potentially provide. However, many are ill prepared for the cultural challenges, many are too impatient and prescribed in their market entry strategies and many struggle with the possibility that there is an alternative Asian approach to business. Their success rate is very poor: early failure leads to frustration and stagnation.

But what if there were a faster way to appreciate the new Asia, to understand better how Asians strategize and practice business? How could companies avoid the many pitfalls and accelerate their learning curves? What could make them sit up and realize that a fresh business approach to Asia, combining the best of East and West, could substantially increase their success rate?

Professor Chow-Hou Wee and Fred Combe share their combined academic and real world wisdom in an East-meets-West collaboration. In this book, they blend the practical, cultural, and historical realities of doing business in Asia with anecdotes and refreshing insights from great Asian influencers as well as the works of Chinese philosophers and strategists, notably, Sun Zi Bingfa, the most well known Chinese military treatise in the world.

Throughout the book, the authors explore why Asians and Westerners think and operate differently, examine how the West needs to urgently reappraise its role in Asia and propose that the West adopt a new business approach that combines Asian and Western strategy.”

Culture doesn’t matter- think again. I love this book…not because I finished it, but because it talks about the roots of how Chinese people do business, and it goes WAY BACK in history. This really interests me, BIG TIME. I seriously thank my Lord for making me how I am, because somehow I’m able to understand both. I was sitting there eating with friends and had this weird feeling, oh yah, huh- im like the only Asian here. As much as we don’t want to label ourselves, it is what it is. And the best thing is- to be okay with it. Tis I am. I have the habit of analyzing peoples’ expressions, speech, and culture.

Usually this goes through my mind:

“oh she’s feeling uncomfortable because she has no idea what that term means”

“now, she feels awkward because she doesn’t want her to feel ignorant….so she is suppressing her negative awe”

“he probably feels left out, he is sitting there just watching”

“he is quite introverted, probably processing what is going on”

“I have no idea why I am thinking all this, let me wake up and get back into the conversation”

Yes. The most awkward times in my life is when I KNOW that people are insecure and all are trying to be people they ARE NOT. It creeps me out so much, I hate when I fake myself. I don’t feel right because I am outside my skin. That’s why, I prefer to be silent if people are trying too hard. I just watch and observe- which makes people uncomfortable too because then they ask me, “why are you so quiet”. In my german ways, I almost want to scream “because you guys are idiots and trying too hard to impress each other, and it’s stupid”. And I don’t want to be here- the end.

Haha. But no, seriously. Trying to be someone else is tiring, so silence is golden in those situations. For reals.

But anyways, yes, this book is incredible and I must buy it instead of reading it at Borders.

Multiphrenia-the inability to know who we really are

Painting by Jackson Pollock (I think, found this online)

According to the book Social Psychology, Identity Theory relates to “the enduring nature of one’s thoughts about who she is”. Our identity refers to our internal thoughts about who we are in social categories as well as personal characteristics. Growing up in various environments, having to move from country to country, and living in ever- changing family circumstances has allowed me to form my own identity. I was born in Hamburg, Germany because my parents attained their highest education liberation there, wedded there, and gave birth to my brother and I. I, of course, was fish out of water from the beginning of birth. While everyone in my class had blonde hair and blue eyes, I had semi- brown hair and light brown eyes. Although I had some Dutch blood in me, I was still very alien to the German land; I was Taiwanese in ethnicity.

Stryker’s first principle portrays that behavior is based on an already defined and classified world. In my case, I was born and living in a foreign land. I was, from birth, an outsider looking in. I spoke fluent German, even better than the natives. I believe that my ability to accept the arts, music, and western influences derived from my upbringing in German kindergarten and schooling. I noticed that I am more blunt in personality and speech than most Asians; this is also derived from my German upbringing. As a result, Stryker is correct in stating that our behavior is based on a defined culture and world.

If I was born anywhere else, I may not be the same person and identity as I am now. If I was born in Taiwan, Japan, or any other asian country, I may be more reserved and unable to speak my mind. At the same time, I might be more studious and even smarter in academics instead of in the arts? These are all stereotypes of course, but true in general of Eastern and Western culture.

Fortunately, I got a taste of both worlds by moving to Taipei, Taiwan at the age of 5 or 6. Everything was a blur actually at that age. I don’t remember sitting in the plane and flying to another foreign land. All I remember is the teacher that used to hit me on the hand and friends I made and still keep in touch. At that age, I was able to pick up Chinese quite easily. Unfortunately, I lost most of my German speaking and listening skills. I had no opportunity to practice it since my mother never enforced me to speak it. At a young age, I started picking up culture norms, language, lingos, and other cultural acceptable to- do’s. I don’t recall intentionally telling people I was born in Germany. I didn’t think anything of it, it never crossed my mind at that age. I thought I was the same as everyone else. I got in trouble a lot because I talked so much in class. Now that I think about it, I realize that my German ways had crossed over negatively in my new culture.

You can see how my identity was confused according to the fourth concept that people develop their identities based on their positions in society. What was my identity? When you are young, you don’t really think about your identity. When you are young, you live and learn, fall and learn, and just go with it. Thus, even though I felt and knew I was different, I went along with symbolic interaction, acting independently of constraints. I tried to conform even when I moved to America at the age of 8. Throughout middle school, I struggled with my identity. I hated Gap clothes, but everyone wore them. I wore handmade clothes and got made fun of. I was loud and dysfunctional in peoples’ eyes. The greatest sin in middle school is not to conform, and I had committed it.

Finally, nearing eighth grade, I decided in my mind that I would be a freak. I created from within an image of the unique girl, the unique freak, and the person that is apart and different from everyone else. I found hope and faith in God and became perfectly comfortable with the person that He had created me to be. In high school, I got voted most unique. Even now, I feel like a 60 year old woman inside because of all the trauma, changes, and cultures that I have experienced. Some of the trauma included lost of multiple culture made identities, divorce, lost of friends, moving to a new environment and learning new cultures, loneliness, adaptation, and other numerous confusions and distress. When Dr. Carbajal asked whether anyone feels like they have accomplished everything they wanted to in life, I wanted to raise my hand. However, I realized there are still things I want to do. I want to travel and see the whole world, to save victims of human trafficking and slavery, to feed the hungry, and finally on a personal level, reconcile and build a relationship with my father. I also want a life partner I can do all these things with and of course raise revolutionary kids that can change the world for good. I will not over control my children, but give them freedom to pursue their dreams, just as my own mother has.

Brand equity is a term to describe brands and companies. However, I believe it can be used to describe human beings. Each of us have unique personalities, vibes, talents, interests, and characteristics that can only be attributed to us. The combination of traits makes us who we are. The situated self refers to the temporary image we create to impress certain people. For example, at an interview we would be extremely professional, but at a party we would let lose.  Postmodern theorists argue that the “self has become ‘saturated’ in recent years because we have so many ‘others’ with whom we interact”, causing us to have ‘multiphrenia’, the inability to know who we really are.

I believe that all this proves the necessity for each individual to search deep within and face their true self. Our society is flooded with marketing schemes, marketing self, and false advertising. As students enter the work force, they are forced to create an image that may betray who they really are. I believe that it doesn’t have to be like this. Personally, I want to be as genuine as I can be. I have built life time friendships with my past bosses. Though we might not be as buddy- buddy as I am with my best friends, but we have built mutual- respect and trust. I do not lie to them about my perspectives or views on anything, even if it may offend them. I am perfectly okay with being different from others and still being able to respect them. This may all come from my tri- cultural background. This is important since the world is merging into one big melting pot. If we don’t know who we are and what we stand for, we will most certainly lose ourselves in a world of lies, hidden agendas, and identity- less selves.