Michael Millier, a seasoned missionary, asked a great question, that sparked some thoughts about our adjustment. Life here is so very different from life back home in the States.
For example, we use public transportation daily. Elevators, escalators, buses, subways and taxis are all a part of everyday life here. My GPS on my iPhone has been invaluable for getting to grocery stores and other places. I just follow the blue dot on the screen. At times it has taken me past bus stops, underground to subways and then back above ground all to discover that I needed to return to the bus stop I originally came to 20 minutes earlier! There's a steep learning curve and being able to laugh at yourself, ask questions and make mistakes is mandatory.
Because of the language being so, so different from English, we can't even pay our bills without help. For example, our cell phone bills just came in the mail and I have NO IDEA how or where to pay them. All of that to say, we are completely dependent on others for help. For all practical purposes, we're illiterate in this culture. I can read Korean, but my vocabulary is so small that it really doesn't do much good when I'm trying to decipher a complicated bill. I have a hard enough time with the cell phone bills in the U.S.!
So, our Korean friends have been invaluable in helping to get our bank accounts up and running and helping us establishing automatic bill pay for our gas, electricity, water, apartment rent, etc. There's no way we could do this on our own. We're so thankful for our relationships here and the time they are willing to invest to help us get our feet under us.
Even after over 2 months of life here, there are still things that need to be set up and taken care of, but we can't do it ourselves. This has been a stretching time for all of us in terms of having to lay aside our independent tendencies.
Another example, of learning how to depend on others and the Lord: Last week I was very sick with fever and coughing that kept me from sleeping, congestion, etc. I still had to work all week and I had ministry responsibilites on the weekend (band practice, childrens service, English service). Our Heavenly Father is undoubtedly our healer and I have personally experienced miraculous healing on several occasions. So, when I asked the Lord, "How am I going to sing? How am I going to lead band practice, etc.? Lord, help." He gave me 2 Corinthians 12:9. His power is made perfect in our weakness. "Okay, Lord," I thought. When I asked Barry, what he thougth I should do he just reminded me that we're the Body of Christ. "Let the Body be the Body." "Okay... What's that going to look like?" I wondered.
So, I showed up at band practice at 8pm Saturday, hacking violently and barely able to speak, but God was with us. I didn't have any idea how things would turn out. What did happen was wonderful. The Body was the Body. I couldn't sing, so I told the Korean praise team vocalists they would lead. I did the best I could to teach them the melody to the new song and then they went into the next room to practice on their own while the band and I practiced the music.
Because I was sick and vulnerable a deeper level of friendship opened up between myself and the team. They stepped up in leading and they opened up even more in our conversation together. We were operating as the Body, like we're supposed to! The Lord was reminding me that His yoke is easy ALWAYS, when we're on top of our game and when we're not. Sometimes, when I feel strong I think I take too much responsibility onto my own shoulders. That's not God's way. It was nice to be reminded that no matter how weak I am, I can walk in His will. The help we need is always there.
Sunday night before the English Service I felt even worse. I still had the jarring cough and sneezes, but I had a migraine on top of if, so everytime I coughed my head felt like it might explode. Again, I asked the Lord, "What are you going to do about this?" He gave me 2 Corinthians 12:9, again. I had to keep throwng off discouragment before the service began because I couldn't even think clearly to lead the band. I couldn't seem to find the words to bark out "chorus," "bridge," etc. But, I knew the Lord had something special in mind because my physical condition was rediculous. He clearly wasn't worried.
Long story short, the Holy Spirit showed up in our service in a powerful way. I didn't minister through singing, but speaking. The Lord gave words of knowledge and visited us in such an amazing way. At the end of service He was commissioning people in a very personal way. They were down front weeping before the Lord and having very intimate and personal encounters with Him. It was incredible. I was stunned at the way He was working in our midst. The Holy Spirit was having His way. I felt such a joy in my spirit. I can't explain it, but it was almost as if in that moment He solidified His call in the hearts of those who came down front and that because of that call there were others who were going to come into the Kingdom. I really felt His joy about those lost children who were going to hear His message and be reconciled to Him.
All of that to say, it was a stretching time for me to learn that I don't have to be afraid of weakness and responsibility. The two do not conflict. I can't really put it all into words, but it was good. I'm learning. Trusting God is never easy, but when you don't have any choice, but to trust, it's just a little bit easier.
So anyway, that's my take on some of the learning and adjusting that we're going through here in Korea. As far as today is concerned, it's Saturday and we've got the morning off, which is so nice. Today is "Parents Day" at Tae Kwon Do, so Barry will help out this afternoon with that. The kids and I will go and the kids will be promoted to the next belt. Barry will teach at a small group in the evening at the church and I'll have band practice. That's all for now.