Scared? Nah.

A lot of people have asked if I'm scared or nervous to move to Korea. They seem surprised when I tell them 'Uh, no. Not really.' Most of the time I'm telling the truth. I probably get more scared after they ask because it seems like everyone thinks I SHOULD be terrified to move to that small country on the other side of the world where they eat cats and dogs, otherwise known as Korea.

'Why do you want to go there?' Sigh. Why do you want to live in Minnesota? Do you really love digging yourself out of the snowbank each year? I want to go there for the same reason you are where you are - it's just where I ended up. Actually, I just took a globe, spun it around, closed my eyes and put my finger down. Bam! Korea!

My favorite comment is 'Wow, you're going to be lonely.' Thank you. I appreciate the extra observations just in case I overlooked a few important facts - 1. I'm leaving my friends and family 2. I don't speak Korean 3. I have no idea what it looks like 4. Kimchi is disgusting. I got it!

Even my cat knows something is up. She is getting excited, running in and out of suitcases and boxes. She doesn't know what she's excited for yet, but it doesn't matter - the excitement is still out there. It's the same for me. I'm not sure what God has got in store for me, but I'm excited. Much like Rosa, I'm running in and out of stores, hugs, laughter, and my room trying to get it all done before tomorrow. It'll get done. I'll make it to Korea. I'll find out what the big deal is. But I will not be scared.

Success in "failures"

I teach a class that is composed entirely of previously low level science students. I am expected to teach the same material to them as I teach my 'regular' science kids. IMPOSSIBLE! Sometimes I can't even get them to sit down and write their name on a paper before they're up again, hitting each other, yelling, just being loud and annoying. Sometimes my head hurts when I leave class. Needless to say, their lives are much different from mine.

This is why I love them.

One of my favorites, we'll call him Ande, has been working particularly hard. He is slow at typing and slow at reading, but he craves understanding. When everyone around him is goofing off, he is plugging away. What makes him exceptional is that he is overcoming so much adversity, even as a 9th grader. He wears the same thing every day to school. He is hungry. His mom can't afford to fix his broken glasses which he desperately needs. He isn't popular. I'm not even sure he gets to bathe often. He has never used any of those facts as excuses.

These are my 'failures'. Just like Jesus takes our sin and makes us new, I hope that God will show me how to see these kids clearly so I can give them the love and support they need to wipe out their failures and become successes.

Why can't miracles happen more quickly?

Introducing the Nuggets

So freaking cute. Here they are - my nuggets.
I couldn't resist including the last one - the epitome of Emily :)

Welcome to the internet

I have finally given in to what some would call the anonymity problem; writing to no one in particular only to give everyone the opportunity to read. Should I be surprised that people are lonely these days? Have you seen craigslist's "Missed Connections" and "Personals?"

This is my attempt at a blog spot. If you don't like it, don't read it. You are probably about as much fun as a turd in a punch bowl. Go party elsewhere.

I love physics and I love Jesus.

The Beginning.