Patriotism and the Fourth of July

I contemplated whether or not I should write a post for the Fourth of July. The holiday has never been wildly important in my family, though I’ve done my share of wearing red, white, and blue, and even temporarily dying my hair one year. I’ve made the trek to see fireworks at both the Washington Monument and the Air Force Academy, the latter an experience my father was particularly excited about, as a graduate of that particular school. Continue reading Patriotism and the Fourth of July

Stranger in a Strange Land in Church: Expatriate Christianity

I am an English teacher in South Korea. One of the primary reasons that I go to church here is to save myself from completely flipping my lid because I do not have anyone else to talk to in English. The other reason is, of course, to get spiritually fed in the language I think and feel in. Although I can see at least one or two red neon crosses in the sky almost anywhere I am, I do not speak Korean. Thank God for expatriate churches in Korea. Continue reading Stranger in a Strange Land in Church: Expatriate Christianity