Daily Dose of Life: On Freedom, Fulfillment & Function

My lifestyle changed radically in the past year. At Baylor University, I was a human “do-er,” not a human being. Struggling with intense perfectionism, I had to be perfect in order to be respected and liked. I tried to impress my peers and professors and professionals. I couldn’t fathom letting anyone down. My repetitive insomnia … More Daily Dose of Life: On Freedom, Fulfillment & Function

Mind the Gap

When I was in second grade, my parents and I went to England. We visited Nana and Big Daddy, who were living in Middlesborough at the time, as Dr. Charles Van (my Big Daddy) served as an interim pastor for a church there. It was my first experience traveling abroad and instilled this insatiable wanderlust … More Mind the Gap

I’m Not Proud of What I’ve Done

Lately, I’ve suffered. That was possibly a bit of an overstatement, but is certainly remotely accurate. I’ve had some mutually rough relationships with friends this summer, largely due to miscommunication and misperception — but certainly there were character flaws as well. This is what I’ve done: I’ve been selfish. It’s a trait that will never … More I’m Not Proud of What I’ve Done

Call Me Creative

I’ve always been a writer. I’m not sure why or what for, but I truly do feel called to create. God’s instilled this utter need and craving in me to process externally through paper and pen — or keys and screen — to communicate well, effectively and with passion. It’s never been hard. It’s always … More Call Me Creative

Time After Time

Lately, I’ve been convicted of how I spend my time. In college (and when I’m depressed) I binge watch Netflix shows from my bed, and I drift off in a state of oblivion as I drown myself hours on end in movies. It’s honestly a wasteful and gluttonous way to spend my time. I could … More Time After Time

Call Me Mae, Be

When I was little, my family called me Mae Mae. I was adopted into a Dallas suburb family with loving parents — who I like to call Dear Tim and Sweet Denise — and an older brother, Braden. Three years later, we were joined by my baby brother Nathan.”Mei mei” means little sister in Chinese. … More Call Me Mae, Be