Back from Korea
Many of you are wondering if I ever successfully made it back from Korea. Rest at ease. I’m back. Jet lag has never really been an issue for me until now. I guess I’m getting old. I’ve been dizzy all week, falling asleep at the dinner table, hallucinating while rolling on the floor with my kids. Pretty amazing. But the best part of all about Jet lag is the 3 am wake-up calls from your internal alarm clock. So, during those brief moments between sleep and slumber and dusk and dawn, I roll out of bed, make my way to the kitchen to devour an entire box of Nilla Wafers and down a jug of orange juice. Sure beats Kim Chee and jellyfish salad! Thanks for stocking up, Tasha!
You can read on my last post about how the mission trip ended up. But here’s a quick summary: We experienced a real moving of God in the churches where we served. The relational nature of Koreans stretched me out of my comfort zone as we made countless home visits to people who were desperate to receive the love of Christ. One of the things that really overwhelmed and amazed me was the ripe condition of the Korean people, as a whole, to the Gospel message. In a country whose technological advancements make the U.S. look like the stone-age, the hearts of the people are not altogether hard and indifferent toward the message of Jesus like Americans. Koreans are searching for the truth. And they’re willing to hear you out as you explain the simple message of the cross. It’s a harvest field that is ripe. Praise God for that. Maybe one day, America will once again experience this type of openness to the Gospel.