susan in Japan

susan in Japan

Monday, November 22, 2010

The Broken Pot (Part One)

Please picture this: 
There are two pots, and they’re both made of clay. 
One of them stands strong and firm, with no leaks or broken seams. Its color has not faded and from every angle, it seems sturdy and reliable.The other has cracks, and a decent-sized hole in one side. It’s broken and a little bit wilted, and kind of sad to look at. 

Now, put a lit candle in each, and place them in a dark room.
Which one sheds the most light?

I’ll write more on this later, and in the mean time, maybe it will give you something to think about.



Wednesday, November 3, 2010

Just a little update on my October. Wow, it's November already..




First, be aware how much I hate halloween. And then, know that I was asked by one of my student's families to their english halloween party they have in their tiny neighbourhood. Luckily, halloween isn't big here, at all, so it isn't about zombies and people hanging from things and all the darkness that comes along with halloween in Canada, so it was really just a fun little block party. I didn't want to pay for an elaborate costume, so I raided the church's costume supply - which I discovered is all made up of Christmas costumes, and settled on being a Christmas tree. I was glad to bring a little Christmas along to crash the halloween party ;) Some of the other costumes were absolutely hilarious, and all in all I had a lovely time. :)



The Franklin Graham Festival came and went, and it left me going "Well that was neat, but man oh man, do I ever need sleep.." Yeah, it was kinda crazy. But, as you'll see below, the place was packed out, so including all the volunteers who were running around, there were roughly 10,000 people there each night. And then, at the end of each night good ol' Franklin gave an alter call, and even though I'm not always too keen on alter calls, I can't deny that my eyes got a little misty as I watched the people pouring into the stadium to go and meet with God. :) I'd say there were 1000 people who went to the front each night, give or take a few. And even if but one person in the whole event truly understood what it was they were committing themselves to, well then, it was surely worth it. Thanks for all your prayers and support for this event!