I've discovered that I like girls with small thin eyes.

Why are big, beady eyes conventionally pretty.

Chinky eyes is the way to go~~

i have a bad habit... i think i know where it comes from, but i hate being followed. followed in the sense of someone latching on to you for a prolonged period of time while knowing that that person finds security in knowing you. I like it when people can hang out together but can independently do their own thing... argh, i am totally incoherent right now, but you think it's wrong to be annoyed at that guy who latches on?

This thanksgiving break was good. My older sister made a surprise visit from Korea, and it's been almost a year since our family has been together in the same place at the same time. We spent thanksgiving dinner at the gracious Elder Lim's place. I got to play with the assistant pastor's two kids. They were fun, I'm usually scared of kids but it was fun playing mindless games with them.

For friday, we just went shopping and had family time, and Saturday, more family time and I got to see Tony "Mexican" Lee, Alex, and Eve. It was short but fun.

Sunday was the best. My dad was invited by his long time friend, Ben Wilkinson, to preach at the Rock of Ages Church. I expected it to be another weekend at some big church that supports us, but the church turned out to be a small, maybe 20 people (mostly
African American/Black), church, held at a remodelled apartment. My older sister had to play the piano cause they didn't have a pianist, thank God for her surprise visit!

My dad talked about a short passage on the proclamation of the gospel and mostly gave a report on his ministry as a missionary in Korea.

It was great. I'm used to seeing my dad being treated and taken care of by big churches and former students, etc. But this past Sunday, he joyfully and willingly presented to those willing to hear God's message and God's ministry in which he participates.

I am usually engrossed in ideas of grandeur and influencing the many and being involved in the big picture of the world. But the small Rock of Ages Church in the corner of Atlanta, reminded me that there are small corners in the world that matters. And not only do they matter as recipients of God's grace, but they are participants in the plans for God's kingdom. This past Sunday, I felt like I was able to get a glimpse of what the Early Churches looked like. Joyful, Hopeful, and Mindful and Active towards bigger things.

Then after church, the Wilkinson's invited us for lunch. The meal was delicious. It was a very American meal. Green Beans, Corn, Baked beef and Potatoes, Dinner rolls and butter, topped with homemade pound cake =). After eating wawa constantly, it was heaven =). The Wilkinson's are such wonderful people. God bless them.

Now back to the routine, but looking forward to Christmas =).