This is my summer.

CSC_7136

CSC_6506

CSC_6121

CSC_6837

CSC_6849

CSC_6693

CSC_6527

CSC_7117

CSC_7148

CSC_5829

CSC_7082

CSC_6086

CSC_6737

CSC_6704

CSC_7075

CSC_5840

CSC_7115

CSC_7102

CSC_7162

CSC_6144

CSC_7130

CSC_6154

It’s funny to think that as my photography skills develop and life goes on, the words associated with my pictures dwindle. I think it’s because I want my photos to be able to speak for themselves. They’re mature enough, methinks.CSC_7141

Oh, friends. I hope you can relate to bits of my summer, ’cause I certainly enjoyed myself. All the adventures and growing times, new friends and new places, learning to trust and trusting more; all these are what made up my summer. These photos remind me of all I learned, and I’ll treasure the lessons for a good long while.
CSC_6700CSC_6702

Photography

portrait of summer

Gallery
Missions

a new attitude [CHINA]

towards trust, love, and people.

IMG_6521

I love people.

DSC02985

// helping them, serving them, just being a friend //

B U T  it’s  H A R D, and I fail. I fail a lot.

looking back on my time in Shenyang & Beijing with my teammates

I find it nearly impossible to understand how we all got along.

_CSC1242

but we did, by G O D ‘ S  G R A C E.

_CSC1026

 we talked often about how crazy we were together

we had the “super organized – on top of everything” person

_CSC0963

the “girly – cute – sweet” person

IMG_6509

the “manly man – muscles-can-do-anything” guys

_CSC1070

the outgoing ones

_CSC1936

and the ones who didn’t fit into any category

_CSC1282

they’re super special too.

But  S I G H T S E E I N G

Beijing with this team was amazing_CSC1007First off, B I K E S are everywhere._CSC1910

_CSC0970

Second, P E O P L E are everywhere.

_CSC1954 _CSC1967 _CSC1977

During our (quite extensive) walk about the Forbidden City, I encountered more stares and pointing than I ever have before.

_CSC1446

(this isn’t in the Forbidden City, but is an example of a wonderful old woman who gathered up Ellie and myself for one last photo before the retreat ended. I’d like to think that it was because of my winning personality that she loved me. But alas, ’tis probably untrue.)

I’m told that it was because I am a white female with a camera and American accent. More than once I  was asked for a photo by complete strangers…

prepare for architecture

 and lovely old, old beauty in the

F OR B I D D E N C I T Y

_CSC1966

_CSC1980 even the ground garnered my attention

_CSC1991

this pile of carven stone looks amazing, I guess

_CSC2003

BUT MY FAVORITE IN ALL THE LAND

_CSC2008
BEHOLD THE TURTLE-DRAGON (yes, it needed to be bold and big)
_CSC2024

_CSC2041 so many lions! the ball symbolized power and the lion cub represented heritage

_CSC2023

detailing was exquisite in some places and regal/powerful in others

_CSC2030

the ceilings! I didn’t know where to look half the time; so many sights to see!

_CSC2143_CSC2141_CSC2139_CSC2156That is all.
But I have more, which will come later, hopefully.

But right now, I’m content to remember these beautiful, sweaty, muggy, friendship-building, bonding times where we walked for hours through crowded corridors in hopes of catching a glimpse of history preserved in glass boxes in age-old castle-like palaces and stared silent at trees and rocks surrounding ancient houses of servants and royals. We ate eccentric flavors of ice cream (green tea/mango/lemon, anyone?) and saw professionals roasting whole ducks in stone ovens. We joked about huge signs declaring “PUBLIC TOILETS” and quietly discussed the implications of Tiananmen Square and its infamous events.

By way of excusing my long, long absence: I’m a person, and that means I’m a part of people, and people are inconsistent. Time is consistent. Life is time and time goes on. Life happens. Some times life happens to be busy. Life continues to happen, regardless of my own sentiments.

More later? Sure thing, friends.

Standard
Missions

trust (and obey)

/ Why is trust so hard? \

Simply this:

I’m a selfish human.

Everything I do is for me.

But that’s why love is special!

It’s making someone else more important than self.

In order to love you must trust.

But trust is hard.

————————————————————————

The funny thing is, I wrote the above post over a month ago. I had been asked to go on a short-term missions trip to Shenyang and Beijing as the team photographer. I wrote it out before everything.

Before I raised all the money to get to China.

Before I knew what (on earth) I would be doing in China.

Before I knew the team I would be working with. I’d never met them before.

Before I let myself become vulnerable to God’s plans.

Yet there I was.

In China.

_CSC0325

_CSC0937

Eating noodles and duck with chopsticks.

_CSC0950

_CSC0953

Walking (trying to survive) down a busy Shenyang street to Dunkin’ Donuts…

_CSC0943

With team members I fully trusted.

_CSC0970

_CSC0975 _CSC0978 _CSC0980

/being adventurous with my food choices\

_CSC1045_CSC1043 _CSC1004

I love the Chinese culture. All of it. Seriously.

_CSC1007 _CSC1049

————————————–

_CSC1057

Before we met the families we would be ministering to, I was sort of freaking out.

_CSC1064

_CSC1070_CSC1249

/no idea what to expect\

_CSC1254

 But watching the local volunteers welcome these precious families with disabled kids, I was a little overwhelmed by happiness._CSC1339_CSC1341

Watching the American team work with them; just loving on the kids…

/beautiful\_CSC1370

_CSC1267Going into China, I wasn’t sure how /free\ we could be when talking about faith.

_CSC1631_CSC1607/But God\

(my two favorite words)

provided opportunities for all of us to show them hope and love.

More importantly, we actually told them where it came from. Jesus. _CSC1600_CSC1596 _CSC1259_CSC1104

I am so thankful for this opportunity, many families and volunteers told me how much it meant to them that I and the whole American team came and showed interest in them and their families. Disabled people are quietly shunned by the public and to have young people (American AND Chinese) work so hard for these families really meant a lot to them. 

_CSC1444_CSC1292

// part 2 [the team and sightseeing] coming soon \\

Standard
Uncategorized

of the new and old

Hello there.

You may know me, and I may know you.

But I’ll introduce myself.

I’m Lis.

// Pronounced L-ih-z //

My face:)

I’m nineteen, but I still have some growing up to do.

Image

I love writing.

I have found, in my life, that writing out my thoughts

// allows clarity //

transforms my jumbled feelings into blocks that I can build with.

So, I write.

But there is a twofold purpose for this.

I also love photography.

at camp jim's lake.

 All photography intrigues and excites me.

Sunsets and birthday parties; portraits and museums… Whatever catches my eye.

at santa monica beach, california

catie's wedding

   I like to keep my pictures fresh, unique; not repetitive and meaningless.

I take pride in my work, and my goal for this blog is to document the improvements I make in both writing and photography.

_DSC5638

If you’d like to come along with me, I’d be happy to have you!

// Lis //

Standard