It just occurred to me today..

that we're going to share God's love through service and testimony.
This whole time, we've been training for missions, but it really hit me during today's training why we're going. It happened specifically when we prayed for the ZK [Ks living in Japan] community, which by the way, i really didn't know much about, so sorry if my prayer didn't make sense. My heart broke because these people don't know Jesus and His love. My heart broke because I was thinking about how El Norters don't have the privilege or freedom to praise God freely in El Norte (there are N. and S. Koreans in this community).
Today's message was awesome. Roy is like a comedian-pastor-cartoon character all in one. God really put a wonderful word on his heart today. It was about the 11th hour christian (Matthew 20:1-16). Even though we are at the bottom of the barrel, worthless, and sinful, God still rescued us and gave us grace, wave upon wave. *when Roy was giving that image of laying on the beach, having wave upon wave gently wash over you, I couldnt help but wince because all I could imagine was swallowing salt water, getting water up your nose, and having some jelly fish or seaweed all over you, but i got what he meant*
I am a sinner, and yet God still has use for me. He's gonna get some glory out of me. I truly felt that i was hand-picked by God to go to Japan. I felt a wave of grace upon me today during prayer, and it slowly grew. God has salvaged my life, and now I'm being prepared to share His love with others. It's a beautiful thing.
I pictured myself entering the ZK community. google it if you dont know who they are. I pictured myself talking to an old woman in my broken korean/japanese, but still we were able to communicate. I pictured myself hugging her, and silently praying for her, hoping that the encounter we had that day would have an impact on her and that later on she can see that God was speaking to her right then and there.
Gnite.