A King’s Feast
Now on the opposite side of the spectrum, our parents took us to a feast fit for a king. They took us to a wonderful Korean restaurant where they barbecue in front of you. Even as I write this blog, my mouth is salivating as I can hear the sizzling and almost taste the barbecued short ribs. Unfortunately, as much as the waitress were trying to be helpful by cooking the ribs at our table, it somewhat felt rushed. I’ve noticed more and more Korean restaurants help cook the ribs at the table instead of allowing you to cook it yourself. My wife pointed out that they most likely rushing so they can either save the charcoals or reduce the amount of gas being used. This makes sense, but it just rushes us through the meal. Regardless, the meal was absolutely wonderful.
We have three generations living in our household with Jesus at the helm. Both set of parents were the first to move to the States in hopes to find the promise of better opportunities. They have lived through the Korean war and had to endure the hardship of adapting to a new country, lifestyle, and custom. It has also been an experience growing up in the US while our parents were learning how to raise their children here in America. My wife and I, as with many (Korean) Americans, had struggled to find our identities. We have been fortunate enough to find our identity through Jesus. We now have children and raising our two precious gifts from God as best we can. As we walk through life together, we uncover hope in many places, especially when we search His Words. We have learned from many others as well. We all have a story to tell and experiences to share, especially to hold each other up. We hope you will join us in sharing the truth and hope to one another. 
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