Holy shmashed avocados.
I have so much to write and so little time. But if Jack Bauer can do what he does in one hour (have you seen one of those episodes?), I can write an email home in an hour, right? Right. The reason I have so little time is because we went with this nicest Korean lady today to explore a beautiful part of the city. It was amazing. We went hiking up to a wall much like that of that great big one in China (what's it called again?;) ), ate an amazing meal at a sit of the floor restaurant (those are the best kind), found a tie gallery (dad) and a shop with hand sewn beauties (mama) and took some amazing pictures. It was a blast!
This week there were more holidays here in Seoul! Including teacher's day and rose day. Both of which came and past without much of a celebration. Though we did have many a meal with members this week, all of which sported the most incredibly delicious food. And on the days we did not eat with members we made for ourselves meals fit for the queen herself! We would have invited her, in fact, but the allotted time slot missionaries have for dinner does not leave much room for one to travel from England. So my companion and I ate our cheese sticks, bell peppers, leftover bread, and hot sauce in solitude. Next time, dear queen. Next time.
Speaking of traveling, we met so many foreigners this week! We meet them every week, but lately because of all the holidays, there have been quite a few more. We talked to people from Morocco, Dubai, the Philipinnes, Cambodia, China, Vietnam, Iran and Austalia. They are the coolest. You'd think this whole being-in-a-very-foreign-country-for-an-extended-period-of-time thing would be satifying my hunger for travel, but in reality it's only deepening it. And I can't even begin to express how glad I am to be beginning my adventure here in Seoul.
One of said foreigners, Wang Chor (Chinese), we began teaching this week! She is so funny and so much fun to talk to and she has such curiousity about our church and missionary work. We can't wait to teach her again and think she will be really receptive to our message. As for the other two ladies we are teaching, they are progressing very slowly. We had an awesome lesson with 유미향 this week with a prosepctive missionary in our ward. We also invited her to church, but her dad will not allow it. Phlugmph. But she is loving the Book of Mormon and we are praying hard for her. I also had a cool bus lesson with the nicest lady who took a picture with me and told me she wanted to show me to her little boy. She was so wonderful and I hope to hear from her soon. The work is moving slowly here in Seoul, but it's moving and I love that I get to be a part of it.
... Even when I get door after door closed in my face and people are terribly rude to us on the street. Yes, it happens. Everyday, some days more than others. But thanks to the native cheery temperament I developed back in that beautiful home of mine in Provo, it doesn't get me down. That is not to say that I enjoy it, nor will I ever get used to it, but thanks to my trainer and her willingess and optimistic approach to every situation, we keep knocking and keep talking. And sometimes buddhist ladies give us orange juice, and sometimes nuns yell, "I love you!" out the car window and sometimes people cheer us on as we run past them in the mornings saying, "one! two!" and "keep it up!". Those tender mercies, ice cream, and a whole lot of fervent prayers to Heavenly Father are what keep us going everyday. And I love it!
But here I am, a nineteen year old (21 in Korean age. That's got to get your heart racing a little, huh dad?) girl in the middle of a city full of some 50 million people. I'm just a kid. A kid who likes to play with colored pencils and whose favorite weather brings the promise of soiled clothing. And yet I bear on my chest my family name, but more importantly the name of the Savior of the world. I can't help but think how inadequate I am as I try to learn this language and grow in faith everyday. In the words of my wise trainer, "Birth is going to be nothing comapred to learning Korean." And it's true. I knew this mission is preparing me for the rest of my life, but I didn't really think about that being childbirth... But I don't really have to worry about that right now, so I'll move on.
I really just can't help but think about my own frailty as a human, but the potential I have to become what the Lord wants me to become. I am learning so much everyday and I am so grateful for each and every experience and test of my faith.
All my love and more as always.