Welcome!

You may wonder at the title of my blog. And originally it was a title that was very insignificant (see first post). I have often had the desire to change my blog's name or even to start a new one as the address is also soo do or pseudo. But this last year at bible school I had an assignment on generosity based on two chapters from the Bible (Leviticus 25 and Deuteronomy 15) that changed my perspective a bit. In Deuteronomy God tells the Israelites "...you shall not harden your hearts, nor close your hand from your brother, but you shall freely open your hand to him and generously lend him sufficient for his need, whatever he lacks." (Deut. 15:7-8).
Soo do means open hand in Korean, or at least that is what I have been told in my karate classes, and after remembering this and working through my generosity assignment, I wondered to myself: Am I a soo do (open hand) christian or a psuedo christian? This question continues to challenge me. I often keep my time, money, and encouragements to myself and don't give generously. But God calls us to give all we have, for our security lies not in our weatlh, or health, or time, or place, but ultimately in Him.
This blog is for me to share my thoughts and my days, things I love and places I go, my struggles and His victories, and ultimately His work in and through me will hopefully make me a soo do christian.

Monday, June 28, 2010

Romania

I have sent in an application for a short term mission experience in Romania. The ministry I have applied to is ROCK and I would love for you all to visit their website (http://www.rockministries.org/ ).
I will hopefully have much more information soon about my plans.

Isaiah 58:11

This one keeps coming to me:

"The Lord will guide you always,
He will satisfy your needs in a sun-scorched land
And give strength to your frame
And you will be like a well watered garden
like a spring whose waters never fail"

Saturday, April 10, 2010

The Adventure I call THAI PEANUT "STIR FRY"

I found and adapted a lovely recipe from epicurious called Thai Peanut Salad, just made mine a warm stir fry. I first had it with my friend Jane and decided to try it again. So one Saturday Rachel (my room mate) and I cleaned the house thoroughly and decided to eat supper together. I set the table... 

And started to prepare the food. We put a pan on the stove to get warm, and chopped some veggies. About 5 minutes later I put the chicken in the pan and heard no sizzle... not a good sign. I took the pan off and turned the heat up to see if the element would get hot... Nothing.

You see, neither Rachel or I realized that if you put the oven on to self-clean you can't use the oven (obviously) OR the stove (not-so-obviously). so we were stuck with an stove that didn't work and a prepped stir fry to make...


After much thought and scheming we decided to use the grill and wrap the veggies in tin foil. Eureka! But, no tin foil to be found in our house... Neighbors? Charlie and Marlene: In Puerto Rico... Andy and Amie... Dinner at the school... Kevin and April: Not Home (forget where) Anne and Doug: vacation... Juanita: Too far. Main Hall: I went to the school's kitchen and stole (no - I got permission) some tin foil. we wrapped the veggies and grilled it all...

Luckily I had bought Vermicelli noodles to accompany the stir fry and not Rice.


We boiled water in out electric kettle and voila! Cooked Vermicelli.

The veggies turned out wonderfully...

And we sat down to a DELICIOUS meal:

The End. 



Thursday, March 18, 2010

Dancing Shadows

Just sitting at home one Saturday and turned from the windows to see this. the sunlight reflecting of the water made this lovely video (I wish I had music that went with it). I love discovering things like this about where I live. Small charms like this make life sweet.

Saturday, February 06, 2010

The Oxford Book of English Verse

I picked up a copy of The Oxford Book of English Verse at the Thrift Store the other day and I am finding it quite delightful. This poem is Love by Geroge Herbert:

Love bade me welcome; yet my soul drew back,
Guilty of dust and sin.
But quick eyed love, observing me grow slack
From my first entrance in,
Drew nearer to me, sweetly questioning
If I lacked anything.

'A guest,' I answered 'worthy to be here.'
Love said 'You shall be he.'
'I, the unkind, ungrateful? Ah, my dear,
I cannot look on Thee.'
Love took my hand and smiling did reply,
'Who made the eyes but I?'

'Truth, Lord, but I have marred them: let my shame
Go where it doth deserve.'
'And know you not,' says Love, 'Who bore the blame?'
'My dear then I will serve.'
'You must sit down,' says Love 'and taste my meat.'
So I did sit and eat.