Friday, June 5, 2009

The questions we ask...

Why? is the question that every 2-4 year old asks anyone who will answer them. This is how I feel when I think of why God put me in a small non english speaking town of Wonju. Why am I here? Why could I not be put in Seoul where all my friends are. Where english is more prominent... Why am I stuck in a quiet town? And as I think back to what I have done in the past several weeks I begin to understand the role He has played.  And why I am here. I admit I do not know the full reason. And today was a hard day... Why am I here feeling like I am so alone? In the past several weeks there has been drama at my school... (to give some background). There are 3 teachers, Me the coordinator and another. The other 2 guys are leaving in about 3 weeks to go home. I will prob get 2 new teachers, and be the head guy. Well about 3 weeks ago the other 'normal' teacher (non coordinator) made the choice to go to seoul and not come back until monday morning after he had class... putting the admin in a tight spot. Some have the mentality of I'm leaving I couldnt get let go this late in the game... he's mentally checked out the first 2 months he was here... that was dec of last year.  well anyway... So the guys i am living with are not focusing on the here and now which makes it difficult for me not to think of home and what is going on. So I have a difficult time staying focused with people all around me discussing 'going home'. 

Why am I here? its a poster i have posted against my wall. To focus my attention on the main goals of why I am here. to be a missionary for christ. Who are you serving? What is your god, what consumes the most time in your life? Who should be my role model to impress? These are all questions we should all strive to answer daily. Sometimes its just difficult.  Mentally I have started a list of things that I want to do when i get home.  And yes taco bell and olive garden are at the top... los cebollas... :)  But i must remmeber why I am here... so that we can all go home. To sacrifice time out of my life to help someone else get the direction to our true home... This is a random post... please continue to pray.


God must laugh... and he must laugh hard. When we tell him what we are going to do with our lives.