It looks like the last time I actually made a blog post here was, well, in 2011. In it, I promised to post "occasionally at least". I think that's adorable, seeing as it's 2016 now.
In any case, I've always been very cynical of blogging, for absolutely no reason, but now as I prepare to leave for an extended stay in Zambia, Africa, I find its necessity pressing upon me. I want one place where I can keep all my friends and family updated on how I'm doing.
Well, that's the main purpose of this blog right now.
If you don't know me, Hi. I'm Songmorning--also known as Songy or Sing-song, also known as Jessica "Jesmar" Mwamba, and in a few scattered places as Bridget Maxwell or Faith Candleflame. But all in all, I'm Songmorning. That's my identity on the Internet, and it has been ever since I started making online friends in dear old Dawnie's "Clans of the Amazon".
I'm an extremely motivated person who's always bursting with joy, stories, and thoughts on philosophy, theology, literature, and psychology. I love people, but most of all I love Jesus. More than anything, I want everyone to see just how much value they have in being created in the image of God, and I want everyone to have a relationship with God through Jesus Christ. I want to serve Jesus by spreading the Gospel to all the world--especially to Zambia, which is the country where I want to live. I have dreams, and I live to pursue those dreams and follow the purpose and meaning God has for my life. I see meaning and beauty everywhere, and--well, it's no wonder I'm so joyful.
Still, if you read some of my stories, you'll find that I balance that joy out with a sober contemplation of human nature, of sin, of Hell, and of the horrible suffering of this fallen world. I'm not all daisies and butterflies. I find many horror stories to be profound, and nihilistic, absurdist art is a deep insight into human nature.
But I would have to be that way for what I wish to do. I want to work with orphans in Zambia. I want to experience poverty first-hand and comfort the worst suffering of a motherless, dying child. To do something like that, I have to have an awareness of the dark realities of life.
In the end, all I need is Christ, and all I have is Christ. No one was more aware of sin and suffering than Christ--yet at the same time, no one was more hopeful. I follow Him.
So that's me in a nutshell. I hope to see you again! :)
