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It's a day late here in Korea, but in California... HAPPY FATHER'S DAY!!! Dear Dad, I blame you for my insanely social personality, my love for Israeli folk dancing, and my inability to remember any musicians names. And I thank you for your prayers over the last 27 years. You are a blessing. Rebecca

World Cup fever has taken over Seoul. The team here in Korea is called the Red Devils (an appropriate name for such a legalistic Christian country, dont you think?) It's not uncommon for my kids to come to class dressed all in red with little devil horns on their head. It bothered me at first. Really, the real Devil would love nothing more than for us to think that he is a little red guy with horns and a tail. But if I have learned anything over the past few weeks, its that I have control over few things in life. And the proud control freak in me needs to learn to let go. Here are some of my friends cheering for Korea on Thursday. I sadly was at work and missed this game. Notice the beer and pizza. Good times! I will hopefully post some pics from when my friends and I went to cheer last Saturday. It was fun, although it made me realize once again, how different Chile and Korea are. For example, when Greece (Korea's opponent) scored or blocked a goal, the Koreans were silent. I

Recently my friends and I have been looking at CCEF's tree model to understand how to approach the issue of sin in our lives. You see, according to the tree model, the real issue is under the surface, where the roots are. The real issue is that in some way shape or form we don't believe the Gospel. Because if we did truly and fully believe in the Gospel, we would not see bad fruit (aka sin) in our lives. There are great resources out there, here is one of them. So anyways, this way of viewing sin makes you take note of the circumstances in your life and your reaction to the circumstances, but always pushes you to ask, What is going on in my heart? Where is my heart not believing in the Gospel. I totally agree with this model of counseling and have been encouraging my friends and I to use it as we minister to each other. So tonight God challenged me. It's almost 2am and I am wide awake. I was in bed for almost an hour, tossing and turning. Why? you might ask. Well, anger was

A guy recently asked me if I was content being single. It was one of those conversations that I live for. I barely knew the guy, but we got deep about real issues as we sat in our friend's living room after our bible study. He asked about being content. I pondered the question for a moment and then answered. "Yes, I am content." I went on to explain that I had seen the Lord give and take away those things that I truly desire. And even in the heartbreak, I have learned that it is God's goodness. The guy asked if I wanted to get married. Of course! I think anyone reading this blog probably knows me well enough to know the answer to that one. Then the third question came. This one wasn't so easily to answer. The guy asked, "So then are you preparing yourself for marriage?" Um... I think I know the idea this guy is working from, but there is something in me that says its the wrong question. Now, let me say first, that this guy, and the people who think this

So much has been going on over the last few weeks. There is nothing truly monumental, but the little pieces of life seem to be moving mightily. Because it's past midnight, and I should be going to bed, Im going to brush over the pieces. Sorry for the lack of depth, but maybe with these large brush strokes you can see the quick and steady current of my life. Over the last two weeks, I have been praying for some of my friends. I've been carrying around a prayer journal and using my spare minutes to pray throughout the day. It's been a deep blessing in my life and I have found myself praying more and more as the days go on. One of the biggest blessings of the prayer was in the Lord blessing me with the opportunity to pray as part of the service this Sunday. I don't take anything I do for the church lightly, so what could have been just a simple and easy prayer turned into an hour of reading my bible, reflecting on what kind of prayer would best serve and lead the church, a