All Ji knows is that she will love her life. Period. There are no conditions about it. Joy is the very core of her. This is the journey of how she got here and how she knows that she will stay here. People ask her all the time why and how she is this way. She thinks they think she's crazy. She thinks she is, too. Yet, people also want to know where she gets it. It is kind of intriguing watching a twenty-one year old not drink a sip of alcohol and laugh at things like rain. It looks weird. She gets it. She also grins. Little do they know that Ji used to despise laughter. She thought it was stupid, ugly, loud, unnecessary, and most certainly weak. Ji is not who she was.
When this young woman would share her story of love, grace, redemption, and survival, she was also often told to write about it. So she finally did, and she wants you to have this, too. So here it is. This is Ji's letter to you. To the lost. To the found. To the broken. To the healed. To the conformist. To the outlier. To the believer. To the one who will not. No shoving. No pushing. No fluff, either. Just Ji sharing with you why she knows Jesus is real in her life. So lets take a walk. Her name is Ji. And she stands for God. This is The Letter Ji.