Saturday, October 25, 2008

Happiness is:

No time to write a real post -- I'm off to church. But you guys have got to see this picture:


These are a few of the kids at Ae Ook Won, the orphanage I volunteer at in Masan. After the lessons they always draw and write on the whiteboard. Yesterday they drew me in my usual "Funny 10" shirt. (And cargo shorts, even though it was chilly yesterday and I wore jeans.)

Now if this doesn't make you want to come over here, then I just can't help you.

It's just too bad that ol' No. 10 officially lost its magic, as the Jayhawks got stomped by Texas Tech. Normally I'd be a little sullen over losing 63-21 at home. But this is a glow that doesn't fade!

Saturday, October 11, 2008

Passion Seoul

Now, I'm writing you from the free Internet room at a fantastic little hostel here in Seoul. The keyboard setting is goofy, so this will be short. Today, I went to Passion Seoul.

Maybe you've heard of the Passion World Tour. (I hadn't. But I'm a million miles from the loop.) It's put together by Louie Giglio, who I actually had heard of, thanks to the Sunday evening Bible study led by the worship leader at my church in Colorado Springs.

Anyway, the experience was beautiful for three main reasons.

1. Seoul. It's my first trip to the big city, and the town is amazing. The conference itself was held at the Olympic Park, which is a memorable sight. I was standing there on the plaza eating lunch with all the other conference-goers, and looking around I could see all the venues that were built for the 1988 Olympics. It occurred to me that this was my first trip to an Olympic city. And it was so cool just to imagine what it was like to be there 20 years ago, among all those people from all over the world, celebrating peaceful competition.

2. Music. The conference featured Chris Tomlin, Matt Redman and the David Crowder*Band. All talented musicians whose songs I've sung before in church. There were a ton of foreigners at the conference, but the majority of the people there were Koreans, a good chunk of them university students. And to be among such a diverse group singing praise songs to God is a powerful thing. There were two points that the leaders actually sang the songs in Korean, so I got to hear thousands of people singing "How Great Thou Art" and "How Great Is Our God" in Korean. I love that feeling -- hearing the melody of a familiar praise song with words from another language, sung so heartfelt and beautifully by people for whom these words are native.

3. God. (Saving the best for last.) I went into the weekend praying, and asking others to pray, that God would give me some guidance and direction about the next step in my life. I love it here in Korea, and I love teaching, and I really have no idea what I'm going to do when my time here is up. I've got dreams, and I'm just not sure which one to follow, and I really prayed that God would show me which was from Him.

Guess what? He didn't. But He gave me something better instead. In the morning session, pastor Francis Chan spoke about grace and how difficult and important it is to see it for what it is -- a free gift from God that I can do nothing to earn. At the close of his message, he challenged all of us to "do nothing" -- to experience and accept the free gift of grace without acting on it, without trying to weave a proper prayer or make promises to God, but just to be silent and accept it. He talked about the prodigal son and how he had intended to become a slave to his father just to gain his acceptance, but the father welcomed him home as a son. God gave me this sense of Him walking up behind me and just wrapping his arms around me. It broke through my defenses and I was blown away. And the more overwhelmed I was by this image of grace, the tighter I felt Him holding on.

Then, in the evening session, the final part of the day, Louie Giglio talked about asking God to "use my life to make the name of Jesus famous on this earth." The image of that father, blanketing the son with unearned and limitless love, came back to me. I want others to come to experience that, and I want God to use me to bring that about. And I don't really worry now about exactly how, where or when He does that. He'll get me to where I'm supposed to be to make that happen. For now, I need to keep that thought in mind -- God, use me to make the name of Jesus famous in this generation.

Saturday, October 4, 2008

OK, I'll post again.

This is too cool not to tell anyone, and I'm not real sure anybody over here can completely understand it. So, here ya go, world.

I wanna tell you about what an amazing God I know. I went to the orphanage in Masan today, like every Saturday, and I brought some materials to make crafts. I wanted the kids to make nametags so I could start learning their names.

I also decided I could teach them "Jesus Loves Me," the Sunday school song, and try to kind of make the connection between the "me" in the song and the name on their nametags. I looked up the song on Google to get the Korean version, so maybe I could teach them that as well. I figured maybe then they'd have a song they understood in their native language as well as in English. But then I realized that I don't have a printer, and I didn't have time to copy down the words by hand, so I figured I'd save it for another day.

These kids rock, as I've said before, and after we reviewed some of our lessons from before (numbers, relatives, colors) I introduced the song. First, I had them read the words off the board. Then, I tried teaching them the tune --

They heard me singing the chorus, "Yes, Jesus loves me," and recognized the tune immediately. Right away, in unison, this whole room of Korean kids starts singing the Korean language version of "Jesus Loves Me." At the top of their lungs. All ages -- tiny 3-year-olds and preteens, screaming these lyrics:

예수 사랑하심은 거룩하신 말일세
우리들은 약하나 예수 권세 많도다
날 사랑하심 날 사랑하심
날 사랑하심 성경에 써있네

Yesu saranghashimun
Garuk hashik marilse
Woolideuleun yakhana
Yesu kwanse mandoda

Nal saranghashim
Nal saranghashim
Nal saranghashim
Seonkyun-e seo-it ne

My romanization is terrible, but at least you can get an idea of what it sounded like. The chorus literally says, "He loves me, He loves me, He loves me, it's in the Bible, yes."

Here's group of kids on the other side of the world. They're far from their families -- the ones that have families at all. They don't have TV or video games or expensive schools and tutors to teach them. But they know Jesus loves them, and they know it sure enough to yell it for the whole world to hear.

Think about that, and how big and awesome and loving God is. Then remember that Jesus loves you, too.