I think I'm safe in posting almost anything here since I have no subscribers, so I think I'll rant for a while, talk up a storm, whatnot.  Earlier this year I was fired from a job.  Ajumas as they are termed in Korea (which means older, married women) came in to Poly in school in protest that I had to go.

It was only afterward that I discovered much to my surprise that I had a massive pride problem going on.  SHOCKER!

As of this post I've been teaching in Korea for about 19 months.  It's been a heroine ride through the inner world of emotions that one goes through in a transition like this.

Acclimating to Korea is one of the hardest, most challenging things I've ever done.  So far I've been successful thanks to God almighty, without whose help I would have surly run for my life months ago.  I'm slowly learning the language, hangooka, and learning how to relate not only to Koreans who are TOTALLY different from North Americans, but also to Iranians, South Americans, and many different religions.

In the midst of all the sheer chaos of change inside and outside my only battle strong companion is Jesus Christ.  No doubt about it.  He's brought me extraordinary community, and a great mentor and pastor.  The life of an expat is no joke.  It's fraught with change and danger and thrill.  And I love it.  I love every waking second of it, because every single day it's either sink or swim.

There's no in between.  Every day I'm faced with the question "who are you going to live for?"  I have to ask myself who and what I live for every day.  It's just too difficult a life to do it for kicks and giggles.  This is all out war in every sense imaginable.  And it doesn't stop.  The only thing that keeps me sane in the fight for revival in Korea and my city Chuncheon is the peace of God, and His joy.  Without His filling, I'd be 3 sheets to the wind most days.  There's just too much happening to let your guard down for very long.

Thankfully I have a community here that totally rocks called Harvest Time International Church.

The moment that I arrived in Chuncheon, they embraced me with open arms and then made fun of me.  This is the perfect in for a personality like mine, because I make fun of everyone.

If you want to step out of your 9-5 Americanized comfort zone into a vein of destiny and glory you never dreamed was possible, get your ass to Korea.  I guarantee your life will be changed forever.

If you'd met me just 2 years ago, and then talked to me today I think you would see just how dramatic the change is that God has done in my life, using this country to push ALL my buttons so that He could burn them off.  Whew!  It sure gets smoky sometimes.

What I can say about Chuncheon is that it has mountains and rivers and lakes all around.  I have easily put over 200 miles on my bike since moving here.  There is just so much beauty to behold and take it that exploring the area is a great distraction for the burn I feel in my legs.

They is a dark underbelly to Chuncheon as well.  Prostitution is alive and well.  Just head down to the local pink lit brothel.  But you will find that kind of thing everywhere in Korea as it's a country where sex trafficking is alive and well.  But I'm praying for it's destruction.  Mostly for the destruction of the works of satan in the area.  It certainly feels dark sometimes, but God is shining His light through those of us here who call on His name: Jesus.  Every spirit has to bow at that name.