A Psalm for Giving Thanks

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Make a joyful noise to the Lord, all the earth!
2     Serve the Lord with gladness!
    Come into his presence with singing!

3 Know that the Lord, he is God!
    It is he who made us, and we are his;
    we are his people, and the sheep of his pasture.

4 Enter his gates with thanksgiving,
    and his courts with praise!
    Give thanks to him; bless his name!

5 For the Lord is good;
    his steadfast love endures forever,
    and his faithfulness to all generations.

Windsday

Windsday - as sung by Winnie the Pooh

Hum dum dum ditty dum...
Hum dum dum...

Oh the wind is lashing rustly,
And the trees are thrashing thrustly,
And the leaves are rustling gustly,
So it's rather safe to say,
That is seems that it may turn out to be,
It feels that it will undoubtedly,
It looks, like a rather blustery day, today...
It seems that it may turn out to be,
It feels that it will undoubtedly,
Looks, like a rather blustery day, today!

It’s a VERY blustery day in the Hundred Acre Wood today. Or at least in Beijing. Today is the coldest, windiest day that we have had since we have been here. And the air quality is the best since we have been here, too. AQI this morning was 25. From our 33^rd floor apartment, we have heard the wind howling since late last night. According to weather.com, the winds have come from the north-northwest at 12 mph. They sure seem a lot stronger than that, especially when walking directly into the wind. This morning the forecast said that the wind chill was about 10 degrees F when we left for school. Now it’s about 14 degrees F wind chill. We bundled up to brave the cold and wind. I wore my wool scarf around my face, pulled up my coat to my nose, pulled over the hood on top of my new Chinese wool hat, and wore 2 pairs of gloves tucked inside my coat sleeve. People here say it will get much colder than this although maybe without the wind. It’s the wind that makes it so cold. Some mornings after we have checked the temperatures, we head out for school and then don’t feel like it is as cold as the temps say.  The dry air never seems as cold as the moist SC air. SC at these temps would feel VERY cold, I’m sure.

Gone Camping

Some of our favorite family memories with our children revolve around family camping trips.  As the kids grew up, we enjoyed many different camping experiences. State parks, national parks, RV parks, KOA campgrounds, rural campgrounds. In the mountains, near lakes. In a tent, in a small motor home. Close to home, far away. With friends, by ourselves. So many fun memories – and not so fun memories. But all together they create a life of stories to tell and lessons in flexibility.

I have often related our experience in Beijing to that of camping.  In a sense it isn’t really because we live in a megacity. But washing dishes in a small sink reminds me of camping.  The day the hot water went out and we had to decide if we wanted our morning shower reminded me of camping.

Our trip to another city reminded me of camping. Camping with walls. No inside heat in late fall. Chilly nights, pleasant days. Wear flipflops in the bathroom. Don’t let anything fall to the floor in the bathroom. How good the hot shower feels on a cool morning. How to sleep on a hard surface (layer lots of comforters on top). Spending unstructured time with friends.

I thank God for His grace. When I first arrived, I dreaded the four nights.  We flew so we couldn’t just leave.  That in itself was God’s blessing. The lesson? Never give up.  Embrace flexibility. God has given grace to be with other brothers and blessed the time. We have talked with them, shared our hearts, listened to their hearts, laughed with them, played with them, eaten with them, and practiced Chinese with them. We are one in the body of Christ. Pray for Chinese Xns.

Foodie Fest

FOODIE FEST

One evening while having our friend Kyle over for dinner, our neighbor, Didi, surprised us with a plate full of beautiful orange, cooked crabs. Of course we graciously accepted them.  Although she showed us how to open them and get the meat out, we also researched the internet to give us guidance.

 
In return, I made homemade oatmeal raisin cookies to fill Didi's plate.  Someone had wisely told us to give homemade goodies in return for a gift lest a one-up price war result. Didi told me later that her family enjoyed the cookies. A classic American cookie.

We pass street vendors all over the city offering many different treats.  One evening Mark got brave and bought these doughnuts and also popcorn. The sweetened popcorn was a hit. The doughnuts, however, were a disappointment.  I had looked forward to a nice, soft dough in which to sink my teeth.  

The reality. Apparently the 'doughnuts' are soaked in a honey mixture and left to sit for who knows how long. We decided not to break our teeth on these 'tasty treats.'

Fresh fruit, on the other hand, is not only abundant but delicious.  We eat the tiniest Mandarins, dragon fruit, apples, oranges, and pomela. Dragon fruit resembles kiwi; pomela resembles grapefruit but drier.

The darkest brown sugar I have ever seen.

One of the many varieties of white sugar.  White sugar varies in the size of crystals.  I have seen sugar crystals as big as rock candy and sugar crystals finely ground, probably 10-15 different choices.  Not knowing exactly which type I bought the first time, the second time I purchased "soft white sugar" which had a higher moisture content.  It was like spooning damp sugar into coffee.

Who doesn't like a good package of M&Ms? I buy it to make trail mix, which isn't available here, so I look for the largest package of M&Ms. No matter what type of packaging (bag, tin, or round canister), they always come in these little triangular pouches.  The number 12 should have given me a clue as to how many were in this package.

We see bakeries all the time, but this one was special.  Two best friends, "sisters" (in the middle) had recently opened a franchise bakery.  Lois, the lady in gray, uses her family businesses as resources for the Kingdom community.  They celebrated their Grand Opening the next morning.

By Faith We See The Hand of God

The chorus of "By Faith We See The Hand of God" written by Keith & Kristyn Getty

We will stand as children of the promise 
We will fix our eyes on Him our soul's reward 
Till the race is finished and the work is done 
We'll walk by faith and not by sight 

These words encourage us as we fix our eyes on the One in whom is our reward, on the One who keeps His promises, on the One who is worth our faith and trust.

Sanlitun photos - a fun evening

One day after sightseeing, we walked through Sanlitun on our way to The Bookworm, an English bookstore/bar/music room, where a friend of ours organizes an evening music event once a month.  Sanlitun, a high-end district in Beijing that caters to foreigners, is sleek, modern, and full of shops, cafes, restaurants, and entertainment. It's a fun place to go but doesn't represent the 'real' China.

Walking past an apartment complex, we came upon 

this gentlemen exercising in the complex park.

Recognize this store? It's the same in every country.

A street on the back side of the Sanlitun area.

Since we were early to meet friends for dinner, we hung out at Starbucks.
We had a very pleasant conversation with Chinese lady, in English while she helped us with Mandarin.

Our friends Mark & Diane Koslicki

Our friend James at the piano and another friend Mary on her bassoon.