This post was supposed to go live on July 14, 2025—but like that text you meant to send and never did, it got lost in the draft abyss. Here it is, finally seeing the light of day.
I applied to work in Paris. I also practiced Korean lyrics for Jin’s Run Seokjin Episode Tour concert. And somewhere in between, I folded laundry, wrestled with sleep deprivation, caught up with a friend from college, and asked God to hold my heart while I wait.
This wasn’t a grand day. It was a layered one. The kind of Monday that slips into your bones before you realize how much of yourself you gave to it.
And maybe that’s what faith looks like sometimes: not the big, dramatic leaps—but the little choices to move forward, even when you’re tired and uncertain.
✨ Faith in the Application
To be honest, I don’t expect to get picked for the Paris position. The application felt like sending a letter to the wind—no guarantees, no expectations, just obedience. It was an act of trust.
“Commit to the Lord whatever you do, and He will establish your plans.” — Proverbs 16:3
I didn’t apply out of desperation. I applied from a place of peace. If God opens the door to Paris, I’ll go. If He keeps me here for BTS’s world tour next year—well, I’m not complaining. I’ll be front row with a sign in one hand and a heart wide open.
Either way, I win.
🎶 Love in the Preparation
Jin’s music was playing as I folded clothes and cleaned up tonight. His voice—gentle but sure—filled the room like a lullaby for grown-ups who are still figuring things out.
I’m learning the lyrics. Even the Korean ones. Not just to sing along, but to honor the moment. To give my full self to this upcoming concert like it’s a reunion, a homecoming, a celebration of survival and love and everything in between.
I even tinkered with a sign. I want him to see it. I want him to feel seen, too. Isn’t that what all of us are reaching for?
“Attention is the rarest and purest form of generosity.” — Simone Weil
And I want to be generous with mine.
💤 Jungkook, Sleep Deprivation, and Showing Up Anyway
Jungkook serenaded ARMY deep into the night. I fell asleep mid-livestream which concluded at nearly 1:30 AM—technically already Monday morning. His voice was calm and familiar, a soft soundtrack that made me feel weightless… until my alarm rang at 5:15.
I got up groggy, aching, dragging my body into the day with far less energy than I had emotional attachment to that livestream.
But you know what? I’d still do it again.
Sometimes love means losing sleep. And sometimes being present in your body the next day is your offering back to life.
🕊 Grace in the Letting Go
Sleep-deprived, emotionally full, and carrying more than I let on… I still showed up today.
That, in itself, is grace.
I didn’t nail everything. I forgot my morning check-in. I almost forgot to eat. But I kept my spirit open and let God steer the day. Somewhere between the Paris dream and the BTS prep, I found rest in the surrender.
“My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” — 2 Corinthians 12:9
“The heart of man plans his way, but the Lord establishes his steps.” — Proverbs 16:9
Even when I’m tired, even when the future is fuzzy, I can trust the one who holds both Paris and Los Angeles—and all the dreams in between.
🌱 Soul Insights
1. You don’t have to feel ready to move in faith.
The application didn’t feel strategic. It felt led. Sometimes faith is less about certainty and more about willingness. I was willing.
2. Catching up with an old friend can quietly heal you.
Over chips and salsa, time collapsed. No big revelations—just shared stories, laughter, and warmth. Sometimes connection doesn’t solve anything. It just steadies you.
3. BTS continues to be a strange and beautiful compass.
Their timing, their presence, their way of showing up in the world—it reminds me how to show up too. Even when I’m tired. Even when I feel unseen.
4. Not everything you do has to “work out.”
I didn’t apply for Paris to get the job. I applied to say yes to the possibility. That’s enough. Whether it leads to a plane ticket or just a new layer of trust—I’m okay.
5. Rest is not always physical.
Sometimes rest is releasing the outcome. Sometimes it’s whispering “God, I did what I could today,” and letting that be enough.
🪞Final Thoughts
Today was ordinary and full. Stretching and sweet. Tiring and hopeful. I didn’t get everything done. I didn’t feel strong. But I lived aligned—with faith, with intention, with love. I’m learning that obedience is less about perfect outcomes and more about open hearts.
So here’s to the days where you send the email, sing the song, write the sign, show up for dinner, fold the laundry, and still believe that God is in all of it.
Because He is.
“Let it all go. See what stays.” — Nayyirah Waheed
And I think I will.
📝 Your Turn:
If you’ve ever had a day where you moved in faith and left the outcome to God—tell me about it in the comments.
Or share this with someone who needs to be reminded: obedience doesn’t require certainty, just surrender.
© 2025 Amelie Chambord
Soul Path Insights 
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