My dear Korean friends,

Nothing is small. This is English poetry, so it might not make sense to you, but it reminds me of you.

And truly, I reiterate, . . nothing's small!
No lily-muffled hum of a summer-bee,
But finds some coupling with the spinning stars;
No pebble at your foot, but proves a sphere;
No chaffinch, but implies the cherubim:
And,–glancing on my own thin, veined wrist,–
In such a little tremour of the blood
The whole strong clamour of a vehement soul
Doth utter itself distinct. Earth's crammed with heaven,
And every common bush afire with God:
But only he who sees, takes off his shoes,
The rest sit round it, and pluck blackberries,
And daub their natural faces unaware
More and more, from the first similitude.




I hope you're all okay. I'm sad for Korea, but I also pray for your reunification. I mostly hope that each of you are safe. =[ You have all profoundly impacted my life and changed me completely.

Hottest Veteran's Day Ever

Just got done with a run. Feelin good. Feelin hot... What the heck? It's November! Anyway...

For a minute there, and for various reasons, I thought I would be returning to China on November 14th. This is no longer true. Instead, I will be returning to my old stomping grounds of Starbucks at Hamilton Mill. They good people, and it's a nice way to save up some money. I've got very few plans for the next six months. I'm just trying to figure out what the heck it is I actually want to do.

It was a very difficult thing to decide to not go back to China. I was speaking with my wise friend Michelle and she asked me what I had learned through all of this about understanding God's plan. I named a few things, but she pointed out the biggest. God's plan will usually coincide with my own desires.

Psalm 37:4 "Delight yourself in the Lord, and He will give you the desires of your heart."

I could say a lot about this, but for now I will leave it at that.

I will add, however, that I feel the older I get, the less I understand.


My beloved is beautiful. He's dazzling and excellent.


View from Jolee's house: