I am leading worship and away on ministry this week. I will be back with a new blog post next week. In the meantime, enjoy this “best of” blog.
God bless you!
My wife Terese and I just returned from a week visiting our daughter who is studying in Seoul, South Korea. Seoul is a beautiful, very modern metropolis of 24 million friendly people (FYI: Seoul is the 4th largest city in the world!). One of the impressive features of Seoul is its comprehensive subway/rail system that carries countless people to and from work, shopping, and leisure activities. Even through the trains are often packed with people, we loved using the public transportation system to get to the various sites we visited while in Seoul. While there we spend precious time with our daughter, her roommate, and on our own soaking in the sights, sound, and great tastes of the Korean culture.
Our youngest daughter was at class when our oldest daughter and her friend arrived on a flight from the United States, so Terese and I decided to meet them at Incheon International airport via the airport rail. Soon we hopped on what we thought was the right rail line to the airport. We thought all was well until about twenty minutes into our journey when we heard an announcement in English and realized that we were on the wrong line, heading far away from the airport. At that moment (and for the next two hours) our life became like a frantic scene from the TV show “The Amazing Race” as we tried to figure out where we were and how to get to the airport. Mixed in with prayers were our stuttering attempts to ask various Korean passengers how to get to Incheon airport. Like angels from heaven, many people went the extra mile to help us. One older gentleman gave us instructions to take a train to the city of Incheon, which was still far from the airport. After we boarded this train and tried to figure our next move we met a young Korean woman who not only showed us the correct route to the airport (via three more trains) but also offered to escort us to the right train at our next stop. God used these people—and more—to help us finally arrive at Incheon International Airport. Amazingly, our daughter’s plane arrived late, so they didn’t have to wait long.