Folding Laundry While BTS Travels

The small, unposted moments that still carry meaning.

🧺 What do you do when your favorite people are flying first class and you’re folding bath towels?

It’s Sunday evening. I’m sitting on my couch in my living room, sorting socks, finishing laundry, and letting Squid Game play in the background.

I open my phone, scroll through social, and there it is:

Taehyung—V of BTS—suit sharp, glass of wine in hand, standing beside Park Bo Gum at a CELINE event in Paris.

J-Hope performed at the Summer Swag Fest and later attended a girl group concert in Seoul. He seemed to be sitting in the regular stands among fans, and his presence stirred a small commotion as people realized he was there.

Meanwhile, Namjoon—RM—just landed in LA. My city. He even tried to go live on Weverse, but earlier he’d dropped his phone in water, and the audio came out glitchy and broken. He stayed on for barely two minutes. It wasn’t much.

And suddenly I realized… so am I.

RM and I are breathing the same LA air tonight.

“Even there Your hand will guide me, Your right hand will hold me fast.” — Psalm 139:10

✈️ BTS Travels, ARMY Waits

V is in Paris. RM is home in LA. J-Hope attending a concert. And ARMY? Still here, waiting.

We’ve always waited well, haven’t we?

Waited through enlistments.

Through silence.

Through blurry Weverse Lives that end before they begin.

We wait because we love. We wait because we believe in what’s being built in the in-between.

“You know it’s not the end / You know it’s not the end / You know we’ll meet again.” — BTS, “Home”

Even while my favorite people are sipping champagne or retreating into studio time, I’m here.

Folding towels.

Lining up socks.

Trying to finish a weekend that didn’t look like much on paper, but still meant something.

It wasn’t Instagrammable.

But it was full.

Grounded.

Real.

“Better is a little with the fear of the Lord than great treasure with turmoil.” — Proverbs 15:16

🕯️ Not All Glow-Ups Are Meant to Be Seen

It’s easy to feel small when you’re watching someone else shine.

Paris lights. Front-row seats. Stage cameos.

Meanwhile, you’re cleaning up your kitchen and trying not to forget your Monday lunch prep.

But I’m learning that not all glow-ups are meant to be seen.

Some happen in quiet rooms.

In ordinary faithfulness.

In waiting without bitterness.

In folding a towel like it matters.

“The great thing, if one can, is to stop regarding all the unpleasant things as interruptions of one’s ‘own’ or ‘real’ life. The truth is of course that what one calls the interruptions are precisely one’s real life.” — C.S. Lewis

Soul Insights

1. Home isn’t a place—it’s presence.

Whether it’s Paris or West LA, home is wherever peace lives and purpose breathes. It’s not about location—it’s about belonging. I’m learning that being present in my own life, even during the slow or repetitive moments, can still be a way of abiding with God.

2. Being unseen doesn’t mean being forgotten.

Just because your life isn’t on display doesn’t mean it doesn’t matter. God doesn’t scroll past your quiet acts of faithfulness—He sees, He honors, He delights in them. There’s a kind of glory in living unseen but deeply known.

3. Comparison is loud; contentment is quiet.

The world shouts, “Look at them!” but the Spirit gently whispers, “Look where you are.” The moment I start measuring my life against someone else’s highlight reel, I lose sight of the beauty unfolding in my own lane. Learning to stay rooted in my assignment silences the noise.

4. Ordinary rhythms are not lesser—they’re just slower.

The speed of culture can make slow faithfulness feel like irrelevance, but that’s a lie. God works in rhythms, not rushes. Folding laundry, preparing meals, checking in on a friend—these are not distractions from my purpose. They are part of it.

5. You don’t need a spotlight to shine.

Sometimes the brightest things grow in hidden places—character, trust, resilience. Just because no one applauded doesn’t mean it wasn’t worship. Folding that towel with love might be more spiritually radiant than anything a flashbulb could capture.

“Whatever you do, work at it with all your heart, as working for the Lord, not for human masters.” — Colossians 3:23

Final Thoughts

Sometimes I wonder what it would feel like to be somewhere glamorous.

To wear designer. To sip something sparkling under Paris lights.

But then I remember—I was already held this weekend.

By people who care.

By the Lord who restores my soul.

By the little things that stitched the day together.

Namjoon might be wandering around LA.

Taehyung might be clinking glasses in Paris.

And J-Hope? He might be somewhere in Seoul—fresh off a performance, quietly cheering others on from the stands.

And I might be folding towels in Westwood.

But I’m not missing anything.

This, too, is home.

Reflection Prompt

Where were you this weekend—mentally, emotionally, spiritually?

What part of you is still waiting to be seen as home?

Soul Path Insights