Friday, August 22, 2008
July 18, 2008: Rock My Dream
We stayed on the floor at the church the first night crammed into a room. They put Brian in a room that was literally on the roof; you had to walk on the roof to get there! After a cockroach attack, he crammed into the room too. We all woke up a little sick the next morning and soon my throat was crazy red and swollen! The church was really kind and let us sleep in and even brought us throat drops!
As we walked in the first session, we were attacked by the most energetic, crazy peppy girl I have ever met! She was so excited to use her English. “My name is Kevin, I’m female Kevin though, not the male name.” She made us laugh so much. Her eyes would be huge as she would talk to us about random things using her textbook English.
This conference has been running for 17 years. There are about 70 middle schoolers and 70 high school and college students that help out. They go all out with this thing. The theme, ‘Rock My Dream’, really never made sense to me, but they had big fancy signs and gave us all T-Shirts. At the main sessions they would pretend like they were filming a TV show or something and had big cut out boxed that looked like video cameras. The worship team seriously rocked out and had trendy costumes the first night.
We had been invited to this conference by Cherie (shofar lady as we affectionately called) that we had met during our time with the aborigines in Lalashan. The pastor of the conference wasn’t too sure that he could host four Americans, but he changed his mind after seeing the article that was written about Pastor Alvin and us running the conference in Lalashan. The article mentioned that I was a dancer and that Brian was related to Michael Redd, the Olympic basketball player. The picture was of me showing some of the kids a dance.
We spent most of the conference confused about what we were supposed to do. We just smiled and talked to kids. They were thrilled to practice their English. We helped played some games, and again had no idea what was going on. They made Brian (or ‘Brain’ as they had accidentally printed on his name badge) participate in a game where they saw who could throw a shoe the farthest. We each had a chance to give a twenty-minute talk to the large group. I talked about how I was like a sheep: that I had gone astray (Is. 53:6), My Shepherd had found me (Mt 18:11-13), that I follow him and know his voice (Jn 10:27) and one of my favorite verses: “He tends his flock like a shepherd; gathers the lambs in his arms and carries them close to his heart” –Is 40:11. Adriana and Brian really wowed the crowd and delivered the perfect message that the students needed to hear.
The pastors were really thankful that we had come. We got to set an example of putting faith into action and just love people. We encouraged them to make a difference in their middle & high schools and colleges. They really got the vision we were hoping to share of starting local and moving east to China and beyond. The pastors were touched as we prayed for them before we went.
That wrapped up our time of service in Taiwan. And we were exhausted. We had given it all to the people we worked with. I had made a lot of friends and learned a lot about Taiwan. I learned more Chinese in my short time in Taiwan than the whole time I was in China because I was surrounded by and living with the people. I’m really going to miss these people.
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
FOBified
Being at National Yilin University made me really miss OSU. It was fun to walk around campus and label things mirror lake, the oval, and RPAC. We had a good time praying for Ohio State and thinking a little about next year. It’s hard to believe it’s my last year. It will be over so soon. I still don’t have much clarity about what happens after graduation. I feel like I have a hundred options set before me…I see this long hallway full of doors. I know in time the right door will be open and it will be made clear to me.
After the tournament we spent the night in Taipei. It reminds me a lot of Hong Kong or NYC, but has it’s own Taiwanese features. We walked around a busy part of town and ate and shopped a bit. We all decided to get our haircut and went to a nice salon. It was really funny to watch them freak out about what to do with Brian’s hair! I don’t know why I ever thought it would be a good idea to get a hair cut when I cannot speak the language. I was kind of horrified as she cut me some thick bangs! Well, there is just nothing I can do. My friends laugh that I’ve been FOBified. FOB is a term we use for native Chinese people.
We leave tonight to help run another youth group an hour south of Taipei for a couple days, then we will be back for a few before I leave. Wow, time has flown by!
Sunday, August 10, 2008
Aborigines!
We took a six-hour bus Sunday to Taoyuen in the center of Taiwan. It was interesting to pass by the many rice fields between heavily populated areas. The reality of how crazy this trip was started when we scrambled in the city to find the aborigines that had come to pick us up. We frantically jumped in the church van in a busy traffic area and started our two hour journey up the mountain. It quickly became dark and we kept making random stops to pick up and drop off people. This experience would have been almost frightening if it wasn’t so obvious through these people’s love that they are my brothers and sisters.
When I woke up the first morning after fighting the cockroaches, a chorus of snoring, and a variety of handy man fix ups in the house we were given to live in, I screamed when I walked out the door and saw where we were. We had climbed the winding mountain at night and I really had no idea what the place was like. Twelve feet out our front door and you would be off a cliff. It is honestly one of the most amazing scenes I’ve ever experienced. The mountains truly take your breath away. I don’t know how to describe them without sounding cliché. You couldn’t see anything beyond the mountains. The clouds were hovering at the top. You could see tiny villages and farming areas on some of the mountains across the way.
You couldn’t help but worship as you looked out at God’s creation:
“Your love, O Lord, reaches to the heavens,
your faithfulness to the skies.
Your righteousness is like the mighty mountains,
Your justice like the great deep.” –Psalm 36
It’s really rare to get an experience to work with the Aborigines. A traveling pastor that Priscilla had ministered with around Europe with had put together this conference and invited us to help. For five days we had several meetings a day at two of the Taiya tribes churches. Pastor Alvin would do a few sessions mixed with breaks. We were always organizing our sessions on the fly. Basically our whole trip we had no idea where we would be or what we would be doing the next minute. We were asked to lead worship for the pastors one afternoon. Priscilla plays piano well, and Adriana had the drums. Ai-Hua sings in Chinese, but she couldn’t really hold the melody. I was left to try to lead the tune of the song, MC and figure out with Priscilla frantically what to do next after a song ended. I started by explaining I had never done this before. They were really great and I think they we blessed by our time of worship and prayer.
Everything is different when you have to work with a translator. I would say about half of a sentence and then pause while it was translated. Everything literally took twice as long. Talking that slowly often made me lose track of what I was saying. I can’t imagine how difficult it must have been for Priscilla. She basically had to translate everything. We would sit really close to her during a service while she repeated everything.
Some of the youth groups we worked with were really amazing. Western culture and worship music has traveled all the way to these Taiwanese mountains. The group would sing songs and dance. Like usual, going into a service we had no idea what would do. We would introduce ourselves one by one and then sing: “Jesus Loves the Little Children…all the children of the world…[picture it]…Red (Adriana) and Yellow (Priscilla) Black (Brian) and White (me) they are precious in his sight…Jesus loves the little children of the world. After a few games we would randomly chose one of us to give a testimony or talk. You had to be prepared at all times to speak…Priscilla is ruthless! She is a great leader!
It was really fun to eat with the people and experience their culture. It feels like everywhere I go and meet with fellow believers is like a family reunion. We have a lot to talk about and a lot of laughter. It’s amazing how complete strangers from literally the other side of the world can feel so comfortable with each other. Some of us stayed up just talking and laughing under the stars. I made some stupid comments that made for quick inside jokes that I don’t think I’ll ever live down.
The conference was really amazing. It was great to bring together aborigines from different tribes and see people changed. It was a miraculous time unlike I’ve been a part of before. God’s presence really met us. It was made clear that we were to enter the kingdom like little children. We danced and jumped around and the kids prayed for the adults.
The last day we drove to the Lalashan Forest Reserve and then hiked to see Taiwan’s largest tree. It’s over 2,000 years old, has been struck by lightning and is still going strong. The water coming from the mountain stream was so refreshing. I never thought I would drink water from a fountain in Asia let alone straight from the source, but it was the most delicious water I’ve ever tasted.
We then met people from various aborigine churches at the peak of another mountain for a special 08.08.08 ceremony. I cannot believe this van stuffed with 16 people could make it up the side of this mountain. Seriously inches away from a cliff. When we first made it to the top you couldn’t see much, because the clouds were surrounding. We spent most of the time praying for Israel. We danced and sang and blew the shofar for victory!
This was one of the weirdest things I’ve done in my life; God’s really taken me on an adventure. Amidst everything, I still just take things step by step. I told God, ‘where you go I’ll go,’ and I wouldn’t take it back for anything.
Taiwan: August 2
I flew into Kaohsiung (in Southern Taiwan) and as usual Priscilla insisted that I didn’t need to worry about details, that she would just meet me at the airport. After going through a bit of a stressful customs I was so excited as I pictured Priscilla waiting for me with the crowd of onlookers shouting at me as I came through the door. Instead, my smile of anticipation quickly turned into a confused looking around and eventually a lady coming up to me that said, “are you Karen?” I waited around for a while then figured out how to use the pay phone to call the church. After two confusing phone calls with half English speakers, being cut off by the pay phone, and being denied to borrow a cell phone I felt kinda lost. All I could do was wait. I knew it would all work out, but I started to feel a little lonely as some of the shops in the waiting area closed and there was only about six people left. I then got the idea to try my computer and I called a number on Skype. I got a hold of them and directed them to me. It was a joyful reunion!
I jumped right into what the team had been doing. We went to one of the churches and had a meal, games, worship, some testimonies and prayer. It’s a lot of work to entertain and teach youth, but also really fun and rewarding. The team was at this church for four days.
The team was put together by Priscilla. Her aunt runs one of the churches that we are staying at here and her family has started several. Her mom is quite a character and causes us many laughs as she translates and bosses us around lovingly. There are ten of us from Ohio about half high school and half college. There was a team from Chicago here earlier from Pricsilla’s cousin’s church, but I just missed them. What is really special about our team is that we mix with some of the local youth to run the camps. There are about six college aged Taiwaiese that we’ve become good friends with. It is interesting working on a team with a language barrier.
Everything we do takes twice as long. Whenever there are instructions, teaching, or prayers they are said first by the speaker, then translated into the opposite, either English or Mandarin.
The first morning we got up and climbed Monkey Mountain to pass out tracks and worship outside. This team has truly been run down. They’ve been doing kids camps for three weeks and sometimes at two different schools a day! They were great sports about hiking and praying for people. About half way up our climb we ran into a big gang of monkeys! I was so blessed to see them in their natural habitat. We saw a mom and baby clinging on to her as she jumped. One guy was just chilling by us so I decided to see how close I could get to him for a picture. Bad idea. He hissed and showed his teeth at me; I was so scared!
It is sobering walking the streets here. There are temples and shrines everywhere. You see people putting incense in their food to sacrifice it to their gods. You can smell the burning of ‘hell money’ that must be purchased at a shrine for them to provide for the ancestors which they believe are in hell needing material wealth. Talking with Priscilla really opened my eyes to the fear they live in and how they are controlled by it.
It was fun going back to the church the other two nights to be with the kids. We played a game with them where they had to re-create the dance move David or I did. It was really funny when I did the worm and one guy tried to do it. The ministry time at the end of one night was really significant. We asked the kids if they wanted prayer they could come up. I was blessed that four of the teenaged girls I had been hanging out with stood in line. The mostly just asked for prayer about their school work, but I insisted that Pricilla (my translator) go a bit deeper. I don’t know what she said and asked but as I silently prayed and Pricilla talked, tears began to flow down two of the girls faces. One of them accepted Christ and said her mom was a believer and her dad wasn’t. I just prayed that everything her mom had prayed would be heard. We then had the chance to pray with her mom and encourage her.
Other than great times at the church, I enjoyed laughing with this team. Pricsilla, Adrianna and the rest have such full laughs that you can’t help but join in. We had some good meals and spent some of today at a fancy mall.
I don’t know what will come of the rest of our trip. We leave to work at a conference for Aborigine’s put on by a pastor Priscilla knows. This will probably be one of the wildest things I ever do. I’ll be with Priscilla, Adrianna, Brian, and a local, Ai-Hua. After that conference in the mountains, we’ll come back to Kaohsiung and eventually make it to Taipei for a bit.
I’m already learning a lot as I have had more alone time to be silent, think and pray. I hope that God reveals a lot to me during these next few weeks.
Sunday, August 3, 2008
Hong Kong
To get into HK was quite an ordeal. We flew into Shenzhen, a city close to Hong Kong still in main land China. We then took a bus to cross the border. We had to get off the bus twice for customs to get our passports and bags checked.
I wish I had more time in the city since it took so long to get in. We quickly went out to a nice dinner at a Japanese restaurant and then to the harbor ferry light show. National Geographic Travel says its one of the 50 best lifetime experiences and I would agree. From the boat the lights are amazing. The buildings in a 360 degree angle have lights and lasers going off. I pointed out to some of the team that I thought it was coordinated to the music on the boat and no one, including myself, couldn’t believe it was possible. When the music turned off though, the lights did too, and it was explained they were coordinated!
After the boat ride some of us went to meet two of Wendys friends that run the Gateway Camp which the 24-7 team went to in July. They were amazing people. They took us to a popular part of town and then up to a third floor local’s and artist café. The menu specified that they wanted to keep it a quiet and secret place, so I felt honored to be there. It was refreshing to talk to some natives from HK that spoke perfect English. Jason and Juliana had crazy stories. God is working so much through their lives.
I then stayed up with Kate, my new great friend, and chatted and prayed until 3am. It is so amazing that we could have so much fun together yet still be vulnerable and honest about our lives after really only knowing each other a few days.
In the morning Wendy and I said bye to the team and got to venture around Hong Kong a bit more. I was surprised that there weren’t more people on the street. Wendy explained it really is a night culture. We took the subway to the airport which was quite an adventure of being crowded and doing a lot of walking. I loved the experience. The train to the airport to a great route and let me see how beautiful the area is with the water and the mountains. HK is really etched out of rock.
I’m off on another adventure in Taiwan now. I really loved China and can’t picture anything topping my love for it. There is so much more to think about; I’m sorry my blogs are so long, but I rarely get the time to write
Goodbye China
The end of trip number two and the beginning of the last. They really do feel like completely different trips. Understandably because the people, location, and dynamics are completely different.
It was such an amazing joy to join Wendy and the team. It is truly unique and remarkable that a group of people I’ve never met can become such close family in a matter of days when you share the same Papa. I felt as though I had been with the group their whole three week trip! I feel so privileged and honored to be with them. They were so kind to work out a lot of details so I could meet them.
Once we got back from the zone, we continued our stay at Holly’s Hostel in a T area of Chengdu. We were blessed to be shown around and hosted by some long-termers, one of which I admire so much and will miss dearly. We enjoyed shopping around the area and our favorite memories will be the unstopping laughter, prayer, and deep conversations.
We would gather once or twice a day for a time of prayer and worship. We would process the trip, what was going on in our own lives and really dug into what Papa is doing in China. We feel that we are truly in a Kairos time and are extremely honored that Papa would share his story with us. We prayed for the gov and for the value of the people. We prayed for the church and saw the significance of the earthquake and it’s epicenter close to three minority groups that will one-day lead a charge West. This is truly a time of a new China. Papa is blessing it as His people turn to Him. His plan is so big. I trust him for so much I don’t understand.
Wendy had challenged Peter to an arm wrestling match and we couldn’t wait to see what happened. Walking back from the SHOP, we had a few stools and decided in true Chinese style to just plop them down and start the match. A small crowd formed as Peter pinned her. Then we pulled a guy from the crowd that was being encouraged by his friends to go against Peter. As they arm wrestled, this guys bicep literally looked like a tennis ball; it was crazy. They ended up in a stop and every one had a good laugh about it.
After one of our times at the SHOP, Wendy, Peter, Kate and I went out in an interesting district. Like most of the bars here, there is always some type of live entertainment. We walked in as a Chinese man in perfect English was singing some John Mayer. Thankfully, Kate shares my same passion for having fun and goofy dancing. By the first set of techno songs we were up dancing with some old Chinese man. We danced up to the front and I started grabbing others half dancing on the side and encouraging them to join. Wendy and Peter jumped in and we had a unforgettable time. I love the way they dance here; so innocent and basically just bopping around. One of the guys had hilarious facial expressions. Between techno music, another guy would jump up and belt out a few songs. We were almost crying when one of the guys, no joke, started singing zippidy-do-da zippidy-day, my oh my what a wonderful day! I think if this had happened in the States, he would have been booed off stage and likely got things thrown at him, but the people here loved it!
As we left the bar owned ran up to us and thanked us for bringing some life to the bar. He gave us all T-shirts that were honestly the biggest I’ve seen in China (you know how free T-shirts go).
The next day was the Pandas!!! It just shows how extravagant our Papa is. I missed seeing the pandas at the Beijing zoo with everyone because I went to ch.rch, but seeing them in their hometown as the research institute was so much better! The pandas were amazing, so cute and fun. On top of everything else we got to see the pandas that had been born just a day before! That is international news! They were pink with no hair and closed eyes. I couldn’t believe it!
After that I had a great time with Wendy, Peter, and Carey visiting a local area, eating dumplings and getting a massage!
The last night was so amazing. After dinner we went to get deserts and to share our time together. During truth & dare earlier in the week I was dared to casually walk up to one of the guys and challenge him to a dance off. It was actually rather embarrassing, but silly all the same. We then spent seven minutes on each person, encouraging them, speaking into their lives, thanking and praying for them. It was so beautiful to see the love in that place. I was so encouraged and will remember that night for a long time to come.
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
Wednesday, July 23, 2008
This will be an Adventure
I’m really excited about this next adventure in Sichuan. Wendy and the team are beautiful people from across the States and one from South Africa. We just got word that we will be going to the zone and working with kids. I’m really excited, but also reverent that we may see some pretty shocking sights. We’ll be living outside and surviving off Peanut Butter & Jelly for four days! I would appreciate pr.ys of protection and encouragement!
The End of One Trip
It’s the end of one trip, the beginning of another.
Today was a little nerve-racking to say the least. I woke only to find that the three presentations I had to give today were not working. After getting that fixed, I presented about the Sichuan earthquake, the Miao minority group on Hainan Island and China’s agricultural policy. I said my goodbyes and headed to the airport! I don’t know how I could get through this without my Papa. He has felt so close these past few days, calming my nerves and giving me peace.
I absolutely loved my time in Beijing. It was honestly starting to feel like home and felt kind of abrupt to leave so quickly. I cannot imagine a better study abroad experience. I know I won’t look back and remember my time in the classroom, but I think I learned some valuable things about China’s history, culture, and agriculture that will shape my view of the country.
I’m going to miss the OSU students I spent every waking moment with more than I would have imagined. Just walking into Jess, Ashe, and Amanda’s room today made me cry…I started calling them my sisters from week one. I loved getting to know my roomie Juan and working out some of our cultural differences. Being in a group that size, for that long, will always have some conflict, but I think we worked out quite well and learned a lot about ourselves.
There are so many people I wish I could have had long conversations with. I have grown to love them and see such hope and direction that can be brought to them. I hope it is not the end of all of our relationships. I was blessed by a few of the girls writing me notes and assuring me that even when there are not words said, I can live by an example and cause others to wonder.
I’m really going to miss my China mama, Dongfang. She was an amazing friend to us. She was so open and inviting. I felt like she really let us in on her life. She could joke with us and we just knew that she truly cared for us.
I’m also so sad to leave all my new Chinese friends. It inspires me to find some study abroad students at OSU next year and make friends! Andy was so kind to take me to the airport and hang out with me before I left. I had promised much earlier in the trip to give him his first try at Starbucks and we had our chance right before I went through security. It was pretty sad to give him that last hug. I think he’ll make it to the States sometime!
I may need some more reflection time to examine all that I’ve learned about myself this trip. My goal was to come completely open to change. The trip was not what I pictured; I thought I would have more alone time than ever in my life and have a lot of time to pr.y and press into the character of my Friend. Instead every day was jam-packed. It helped me to learn to be patient and take peace at every quiet moment I got.
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
Sunday, July 20, 2008
Inner Mongolia
Inner Mongolia has been a refreshing trip. It is so good to venture out of the city and into the rural area. I cannot describe the beauty of the mountains, the grasslands, the agriculture, and the huge blue cloudy sky. The people are beautiful as well. We are celebrities here. A lot of the people here have never seen someone from another country. I love saying hi and waving to people who are staring. The usually giggle a bit and wave back.
The houses that we’ve seen aren’t as shocking as I thought they would be. They are mostly built of red brick. Some are made of stone and mud. As you travel through the countryside little villages pop up with about a hundred homes. Then every half hour to hour you pass through a small city. I wonder if children have to come so far to go to school. It is clear that many in these villages live in poverty. It is just hard to comprehend as we drive through.
The agriculture areas are everywhere. They seem to stick cops wherever they can. The plots seem really small for each farmer. All the fields look really well taken care of even though we seldom saw people in the field. It was fun to drive though a town and see people outplaying cards and other games.
We still have not got close enough to the people to understand their lives. To see their poverty. Every bathroom/ smoking break for the Chinese men has it’s own little story. Once we went to a hospital clinic thinking the WC might be nice. They took us through the clinic to the back where there was an outhouse literally right next to a pig house. Kinda gross but I’m getting used to the squatters. Some of the girls refuse to use them, but I don’t think it’s such a big deal.
The capital city the train came into was pretty large. We stayed in a very nice hotel. The train ride wasn’t too bad! It was nine hours. Each section had six beds, piled three high. We hung out, looked out the window and watched Mulan. The train ride home was through the middle of the night. We played cards for a little while then slept for about six hours.
I don’t know the total amount of time we’ve spent on this bus…but I would guess at least fifteen. We drive somewhere for about two hours, get out and see something then keep going.
Our first stop was at a cattle farm. They have 500 employees and 10,000 cattle. That was our first interesting dining experience of the trip. They had sheep mutton and then a lot of sheep organs…gross!! These people in Inner Mongolia drink…A LOT! It’s a part of their culture to toast the host and guest with Biajiu. It’s been really funny seeing our hosts get tipsy almost every meal!
After the meal we ventured out in our huge bus to see the cattle. This bus has made some crazy scary maneuvers! The landscape was breathtaking. I have never seen this China before. We hung out with cows and joked around with China Baba for a while then headed to our next hotel.
China Baba (Daddy) or Wheel man as we like to call him is crazy. You have to love this guy! He is our driver back at CAAS…I don’t know what his role on this trip is other than entertainment. He speaks very little English, so we spend most of our time with him laughing at his charades. Wow…I hope to get some video up of him…he’s so funny!
When we pulled into the hotel at a small city, a crowd of local people started to gather to watch the parade of foreigners. We went on a walk relatively unbothered until near the hotel end when one lady shook our hands, then everyone came over to greet us! The hotel was at a natural hot spring. We were all pretty exciting picturing ourselves outside surrounded by mountains in a hot spring. Instead of this picturesque scene, the ‘hot spring’ was our bathtub that we filled with the sulfur smelling spring water!
Every meal is crazy…biajiu and more biajiu! A tradition of their culture is to have young women sing to you to encourage you to drink. They have these white scarves that they put around you after you take your three shots. I took mine gracefully and thankfully wasn’t sung to, to drink more! Some of the people on my trip are really pressured by the locals. These pour guys never want to smell Biajiu again! All the while China Baba is there filling our cups, laughing and smoking. He asked us to sing our Ohio song, and he tried to join us as we sang Carmen Ohio…He got the OH-IO! We joke that we’re going to pull all our money together and ship Wheelman to OSU. They students would surely get a kick out of him!
I enjoyed a long conversation with one of the guys on the trip. I feel like we’ve all had very little reflection time. These bus rides are more than sufficient think time. We talked about the poverty and how he never wants to complain in America again. I’ve had a few interesting conversations on the trip and learned a lot about our perception of China.
The view from the back of the hotel was beautiful so I decided to get up at 5 to try to catch the sunrise. They don’t have daylight savings time here so I think the sun rises at 4! By the time I got out there the sun was pretty much up but still lighting the town beautifully. I started wandering around watching all the old people doing their morning exercises. I stopped at one point to take a picture and an old man started talking to me. ‘Woe Bu Dong’ (I don’t understand) is one of the few phrases I know. I started walking with him and playing the usual charades to communicate. We went to a monument describing the hot springs and did a few stretching exercises. When he ran into one of his friends I caught one word: Me Gue (America). We walked a bit more and parted ways at the hotel. He wanted a picture with me. It was a special time. He’s my new Chinese grandpa!
The landscape drastically changed today. In our hours looking out the bus windows, it shifted to a much sandier area. We stopped at a forest where there is a unique type of tree that can grow in the sand. It is the only forest left of this tree in the world. Then to an Inner Mongolian tent area where we ate lunch. We made it to China’s third largest lake. It was pretty muddy but pretty. They have a pretty impressive museum. Between the locals, there is a lot of tourist areas.
This night that we stayed in another small town was my favorite. They Chinese administrators with us kept saying the real party is this night. We were all a little nervous considering how much they had pressured us to drink until this point! It really was a party. After dinner there was a traditional Inner Mongolian performance of singing and dancing. While we were learning a dance in a circle loud firecrackers were set off behind us and then our own fireworks show.
All the drunken Chinese administrators wanted to do was sing and dance. Well you know I’m the lady for that! Even though I was probably the most sober one there, I joined right in dancing with them. At some point I pulled in a few of the local girls and used some of DJ skills to get them dancing. At one point a bunch of the locals came so we had a huge dance party!
The following morning we got up and went horseback riding! What a treat. When we went around to some really scenic areas…check out the pictures. I kept joking with one of the guys that I couldn’t wait to frolic in a field. He found the song “born free, as free as the wind blows…as free as the grass grows…” on his i-pod and declared it my official frolic song. I had it in my head for most of the trip. I had some quality frolic time in a few fields. One field was like a photo shoot of Chinese people as I danced!
Overall, the trip was better than I could have imagined. I accomplished my three goals of exercising with an old man, dancing with local people and frolicking in a field. I really enjoyed my time on the bus to have some alone time. We all basically listen to music and look out the window. I’ve had some sweet times just sitting with Papa and pr.ing for myself and all the people I’m missing back home. I’m just amazed that He made all this and knows every hill, every bush. It’s more breathtaking than anything man could create.