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Living Water Seattle/Vancouver Tour Schedule 2006

Seattle Addresses

Pike Place and Downtown : Pike Place Market, Westlake Plaza , outdoor performances

University of Washington : Red Square – outdoor performance

CRISTA Nursing Center : 19303 Fremont Ave N ; Seattle , WA 98133 . Primary Contact: Mary Sakaran 206-546-7231.

Union Gospel Mission Men's Shelter : 318 2nd Avenue Extension South; Seattle , WA 98104 . 206-723-0767. Contact Marcia Blair

Holy Names : 728 21 st Ave NE , Seattle WA 98112 206-323-4272

University Presbyterian College Service : 4540 15 th Ave NE , Seattle WA 98105 . 206-524-7301 Contact Becky Riggers

World Vision : 34834 Weyerhaeuser Way So. ; Federal Way, WA 98001 Federal Way, Contact Carla Gawthrop 206-850-4660

Bethany Lutheran Soup Supper Service : 7400 Woodlawn Ave N , Seattle 98115 (206) 523-4454

Language Institute for Refugees : at UPC church, 4540 15 th Ave NE , Seattle WA 98105 . 206-524-7301. Contact Carol Johnson

St. James Family Soup Kitchen : Columbia Street between 9th & Terry Avenues Contact Kathleen/ Matt. 206-382-4841 or 322-2447

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Tour Journal:

Day 1&2 | Day 3 | Day 4 | Day 5 | Day 6 | Day 7 | Day 8 | Day 9 | Day 10 | Day 11 | Day 12

Day 1 & 2: March 4 & 5, 2006 by Lucas

We left Yale – snowy, frigid, abandoned by beachward college students – on Saturday afternoon, armed with suitcases, laptops, and Yi's camera, which has now come into uncomfortably close contact with almost every member of Living Water. After a bus ride spent playing word games and a plane ride spent watching Comedy Central, our band of merry minstrels touched down at Sea-Tac at approximately 11 pm local time, 2 am Eastern time, and 4 pm somewhere in Southeast Asia.

The next morning, we filed out the door to attend Karen's church, a gigantic building blessed with a gigantic organ. No performance here, just some congregation hymn-hollering and a riveting sermon on the ancient question, “Is the Gospel good or evil?” Church was followed by a trip to Pike's Place, where we admired raw seafood and sang for stray passersby in front of a totem pole facing the Pacific. Here is the first of probably many metaphysical/spiritual/WOW-GOD-IS-BIG moments on Spring Tour '06: while singing the song “Yahweh,” the lyric “the sun is coming up on the ocean” coincided with the sun actually breaking through the clouds, over the ocean. We were all fairly awed, as was the guy smoking a cigarette and swaying to the music in front of us: Phil, who stayed through the whole concert with a dreamy grin on his face. When we finished and circled up for prayer, Phil circled our group and brushed his hand against our backs. Then, when we were done, he said, “I love you guys,” and proceeded to tell us his life story (homelessness, a friend imprisoned for murdering his wife's rapist, being hit by a truck that stopped his heart for four-and-a-half minutes). Meeting Phil was a reminder that God is literally everywhere: He's in Arctic New Haven, ushering His sheep to get on the bus, and He's in dreamy Seattle, at the end of America, bringing some dazed and confused college students into contact with His living, hurting, human creation. If the whole point of Tour was so that we could meet Phil and pray for him and draw him closer to God, it was worth it. Praise God from Whom all blessings flow.

Day 3: March 6, 2006 By Lee-Shing Chang

trekked over to university of washington at around noon and headed over to the red square, a huge open plaza. it was in between classes / lunchtime, so a couple hundred students and profs flooded the plaza. we gave pretty much a full concert, singing for around forty minutes, and the crowd grew and shrunk as people came and left. others pulled off their headphones for a couple steps to listen. and ina growing trend, just as lucas broke out in "Yahweh," "the sun is coming up on the ocean" once again, the sun broke through the clouds (it had been raining and winding all morning). unreal.

visited CRISTA, a Christian assisted living center, in the afternoon. sang first for about 40 senior citizens and got a chance to talk to many of them afterward, like yoshi, a japanese-american woman born in san francisco who outlived her husband and came to the home because she loves being around people. (they've got a great community, with warm and friendly staff and residents and beautiful facilities. we got a glimpse of their stained glass making room and watched three wrinkled elderly ladies dressed in work aprons grind down their pieces to make cacti and waves and sky.)

headed just up the hill to another part of the campus to sing for less mobile members of the community. walked in and were greeted by another 40 senior citizens, most in wheelchairs. sang and talked with the residents once again.

it's always a bit harrowing singing to people three or four times older than you- it feels like our experiences, our wisdom pales in comparison to what some of these people have been through. (we sang happy birthday to a woman who turned 105 on that day.) but what a blessing it was just to hear some of these people's stories. many of them had been on missions overseas- like art, who came over to chat with me because he grew up in northern new jersey (I'm a central jersey kid). we got to talking about him growing up, getting through college, and being called by God to minister overseas, in east asia, where he went with his wife for five years, learning to speak and write the language fluently and working with the natives until the government kicked him out for being Christian. he came back and was on staff at fuller theological seminary for several years.

I don't know what I was more struck by- art's deeds or his humility. he has such a warmth and tenderness about him, yet a deep fire within him- you know he's seen much and been through much.
heartened.

after CRISTA and yoshi and art, drove across town to what many of the people we met called seattle's baddest homeless shelter: union gospel mission men's shelter. the shelter doesn't breathalyze, so many people come in intoxicated or high on drugs. I talked to a quiet, middle-aged, mild-mannered man named bert, and he said he figured about 70% of the people had drug problems or mental problems. (dorothy and I later talked to one of the men for a half hour, listening to his beliefs about the creation of the world from fungal spores and his conspiracy theories about seattle's municipal government.)

we held the mission's evening chapel service for ~100 men, with singing, skits, and talks. ugm was one of the places where there were no lukewarm reactions- some of the men grinned and clapped and
worshiped right with us, while others promptly fell asleep.

after the service, I got a chance to talk to bert for a good hour or so. he's a real intelligent man, graduated from college with a degree in management, and has had many years of experience working in a variety of restaurants. he told me a little bit about the time he's spent at the mission, and some of the dangers of ugm (knifings and brawls have occurred, even at times during chapel service). that's why he spends as little time as possible in the mission, only coming back at night to sleep and leaving promptly in the morning to head to work.

what hurt me the most was hearing bert say he doesn't have anyone to rely on. certainly none of the guys at ugm, plus he doesn't have any family in the area, and his employment changes every couple of weeks. I wonder how many people have heard his stories, how many people really know this man. to any degree.

so I'm left with the question: who will love these people? who will love the man with mental problems and conspiracy theories, with unkempt hair and tattoos of insects up and down his arms, who thinks that dorothy is a koi fish and I am a rat? who will love the asian man sitting next to him, who doesn't respond to english and waits, alone, to be called up for dinner? who will love bert, in all his gentleness
and candidness, but with no one who cares?

Day 4: March 7, 2006

Top ten moments of Tuesday (in chronological order) …by Karen

• An early-morning jog down at the lake… or what would have been an early morning jog, had we not gotten rained out

• Everyone looking so fabulous in their freshly-pressed fancy clothes. We implemented a new “formal” dress code this tour – guys in black pants and blue shirts, and girls in black on black. Never mind that our gig was actually cancelled – it brought joy to my heart to see these kids looking so nice.

• Tortellini for lunch. My cooking has never received such profuse compliments as those offered by Amy Chiu for that frozen tortellini.

• Dorothy and I took the boys grocery shopping. Priceless. Enough said.

• I found the day's slow start plus the unending rain a bit discouraging – this one's not really a highlight, I suppose, but there you have it.

• MapQuest definitely wins the MVP award for this day – never fails. On time to every single gig.

• Compass Center – our first gig of the day, we performed at a men's shelter soup kitchen in downtown Seattle . We had the opportunity for some great conversations, as residents shared their lives with us. It's a real treat to look around and just watch our group members ministering to people – whether that's ministry through playing card games, or praying with someone, or just listening.

• Dinner in the university district, with Seattle's best pizza and Bubble Tea (Living Water's treat – thank you generous alumni donors!)

• Performing at the college-age service at my home church. Worshipping along with 1,000 believers, praising God together and taking communion.

• Blasting the radio in the Astrovan (aka the “Sauk-mobile”) on our ride home. Come to think of it, we do that every time I'm in the driver's seat, but it still brings joy to my heart.

Day 5: March 8, 2006 by Amy Chiu

This morning, we had the pleasure of singing at morning chapel service in Seattle 's Worldvision center. We sang Siyahamba, I Can Only Imagine, The Answer, and TLBY. I think this gig was definitely one of those where we were more blessed by going to the gig than the audience was by listening to us (not to discount our singing or anything). But hearing cases all over the world of God's faithfulness was so uplifting. To know that people care about AIDS in Africa, refugees in Cambodia , sex trafficking in Costa Rica , etc… was pretty mind-boggling. We got the chance to see children's art from around the world that reflected the impact of the Worldvision effort to help them with their country's problems of parasitic worms, war aftereffects, dirty water, to name just a few. It was so inspiring to see the vast range of outreach for the world through that organization, and to know that each person's effort could really make a difference. We heard story after story of how people were moved to answer prayers around the world, and the lives that were saved as a result of a single person's effort (shameless plug: only $30 a month can provide a child education; giving a girl a college education will ultimately affect 9,000 people!!).

In the evening, we ate at Bevin's church; the menu consisted of Lenten soup- black bean, split bean soup, chicken noodle, and tortilla. Super yummy, thanks to her mom and another lady J Afterward, we had the honor of singing a set for their chapel service. The acoustics worked pretty well with plenty of reverb from the wood paneling, and the audience was as lovable as can be! We have it on video, with plenty of superstar close-ups thanks to Dr. Ken's recording!!

After the concert, we ate some really good ice cream at this place comparable to Coldstone's where they do these wonderful mix-ins. Finally, at night we had a trashy TV session and watched the season finale of Project Runway, topped off by a great round of truth high card (yay for getting to know the new tap's embarrassing childhood experiences) and freshly baked chocolate chip cookies!

Day 6: March 9, 2006 by Amy Jones

Today started out with a whirlwind trying to get out of the house for an early morning gig. After five days you would think we would all understand the ten minute in the bathroom rule :). We started the day out at the Language Institute for Refugees at University Presbyterian Church. LIR is an awesome
place where international students could go learn the English language in a Christian environment. The director of the Institute asked us to introduce ourselves and in doing so, some of LW was able to tell the students where their parents were from. Even something as simple as those connections of being from the same area led to awesome opportunities to share the Gospel. Then we headed to Bevin's high school, Holy Names, and ministered to some of her friends and teachers. It was kind of surreal to be in the position of the older college person when only last year that would have been me in the audience watching. After that we went to the St. James Soup Kitchen and were able to sing for and just have conversations with people while they had a meal. Joel and I were able to pray with a couple at the soup kitchen and to really talk with them about issues they seemed to not have talked about in a while. We really saw God move today in ways that related to relationships and in ways that challenged us as individuals to use the gifts He's given us in ways we hadn't thought of.

Day 7: March 10, 2006 by Amy Chiu

FREE DAY!! We pulled a late night the night before, so we woke up at around noon, and ate lunch at around 2 PM (thanks to Joel's home-style southern cooking with buffalo wings, potato salad, and more mixed vegetables and soybeans). Then, to get out of the house, but not too far out, we went to the Bookstore for a few hours where we read books/teenage magazines, and played Chronology, Snatch, and life-size chess for a few hours. It also happened to be snowing that day, so it we got to see some odd Seattle weather. At night, we broke up for girl's and boy's night.

Not to let out too many secrets, but the girls ate snacks at Wendy's (frosties, chicken nuggets, and Amy's Ceasar salad), and then ordered Thai food to go. We headed back to the Lehmann house where we discussed many "girl" issues.... But if we told you, we'd have to kill you, so we'll leave it at that.

The guys (well, I'm not really sure what they did), but they had McDonalds and went bowling, where they did not chat or resolve their issues. But that's ok, they're our guys and we love them anyways.

Night time was pretty raucous because Joel broke out the dancing videos and we spent the night dancing away til 2 AM. The music, never to be released, included Nsync's "Bye Bye Bye" and Britney Spear's "Oops I Did It Again." Well, that's already too much information, but hey, it was good laughs :0)

Day 8: March 11, 2006 by Dorothy Jung

We started the day with a return visit to Pike's Place Market, where we started tour. It was a nice way to end the Seattle portion of our trip, on the same grassy lawn overlooking the ocean in the same brisk weather and with the same Living Water t-shirts we had worn when we first sang there. But, of course, it was different. First off, it wasn't raining. The sun was already out over the ocean so Lucas didn't have to persuade it to peek out from behind the clouds with his studly rendition of “Yahweh.”

We ourselves had surely changed from having sung, slept, eaten, and prayed through half of tour together. (For instance, I now know who serves the best eggwhite omelets in the group and who does the best boyband impersonation.) Bevin was in California by now, and we were missing her. Her absence revealed how tightknit we had become; the group felt incomplete without her around.

The audience was an eclectic mix of people, as is expected in our open-air performances. Couples, guys playing hackeysack, a few people standing alone…it would have been so easy to gloss over details and say that our survey of Seattle had come full circle. But if nothing else I came away from our second performance at Pike's Place Market feeling even more the need for ministry in Seattle . We had just sung at the exact same place we had sung less than a week ago to an entirely new audience with their own unique spiritual needs. It really drove home for me just how much ministry there is left to be done; even if we travel the world twice over, there will still be people for whom to sing.

In the audience that day were also some very special people: Loren Wengare, a Living Water alumnus from the class of 2001, and Annika's Uncle Cornelius and two of her cousins. It was encouraging to hear Loren recount bits of his walk with Christ during his college years as well as tell us more about his heart behind the Silliman Sound Studio, which he designed and constructed. He also brought his devastatingly cute daughter Chloe, who left the girls and Yi vying for her attention.

All too soon it seemed that the Seattle portion of tour had come to a close and we were fixing our sights on Canada . I don't think there were any regrets, though; we did what we could in the time we had in Seattle . It was time for maple leaves.

After an interesting stint of Yi adding lines to Beatles songs (“I wanna hold your hand…not just the palm but every little finger”) and singing to the Canadian border patrol and half the group dancing along to Bhangra in the van, we finally arrived in Richmond. We dropped off our stuff with our gracious hosts, the Kwongs, before heading to our first gig for Lucas' home church youth group. The students were wrapping up a thirty-hour famine to raise money for World Vision, and we were able to encourage them in the final stretch of their fasting with our songs and words. In the end, we didn't get to really talk to the students since they filed out of the hall pretty quickly, apparently because they are a little shy; but I think we were, on some level, a little nervous to meet them, too. The teenage years were pretty messed up times, and I secretly worried that I wouldn't be perceived as a “cool” university student.

Our first night in Canada wrapped up splendidly with a breathtaking feast at Spicey Szechuan Restaurant with the Kwongs and a solid hour and twelve minutes of karaoke-ing at [insert Chinese characters here]. My final thought of the evening before I shut down for the night was that Vancouver is insanely like Chinatown , Koreatown, and a little J-town fused into one. Oh, and that Canada rocks, eh.

Day 9: March 12, 2006 by Joel Nezianya

On Sunday, March 12, 2006, Living Water journeyed to Fujain Evangelical Church in Richmond, B.C. (Lucas' church) to sing at the two morning services. The group paired with guest speaker Keith Woo, a native of Hong Kong who is studying theology at Regent College. Woo, who at one point declined the
opportunity to study at Yale, shared his testimony with the congregation, focusing on how God stays with people through both prosperity and adversity. This testimony, in conjunction with a few choice LW songs, further the theme of the service: hope.

After the church performances, LW had a quick change of clothes before journeying to Hons Won Ton House in downtown Vancouver for a quick lunch (courtesy of the Kwongs' hospitality). A quick tour of Vancouver was subsequent to lunch and prior to two performances at Stanley park. LW performed both in front of the aquarium and at a small field of grass near the English Bay (which feeds into the Pacific Ocean).

After a long day of singing, LW ventured back to the Kwong Kave for dinner and a peaceful close to the day. For dinner, a few guests--close friends of Lucas and the Kwongs--visited and enjoyed the company of LW (and vice versa). However, LW enjoyed their company more as they were met with numerous childhood memories of Lucas and by a videotape starring Lucas that was truly "Mad."

Day 10: March 13, 2006 by Janice Wong

Day 10 of tour was anticipated to be one of the busiest days of tour; it turned out to also be one of the most rewarding. We had three full gigs at the Richmond Cultural Centre aka community hub of arts and culture (notice that"centre" is spelt the proper way in Canada and the rest of the world), Salvation Army Homestead aka program for women struggling with drug addiction, and Fraser Institution aka corrections facility. The day was incredible, first, because we sang to very diverse audiences, and moreover, because we were able to see how God used our music to draw others closer to Him or to give hope, while teaching us what it means to love others. An added bonus was that this was one of our good days with respect to musicality.

So, let's begin with the Richmond Cultural Centre. We sang from a balcony into the centre of the building, where there was considerable flux of people heading for the library, galleries or classrooms. It was definitely out of our capacity, but not out of God's, to know how our music affected the people who stopped by to listen. We didn't expect this at first, but quite a few people stopped to listen to us sing (many wondering where the music was coming from!), and we were very encouraged by the conversations that we had afterwards.

At the Homestead, we sang at the chapel service. We sang to women of different ages and socio-economic backgrounds who struggle with drug addiction and really desire to stop the addiction and get their life back in order. We learned a lot from the chaplain, Cindy, who showed us her passion for her work and her joy at seeing God work in the lives of the women. We saw how true it was that the poor
in spirit are blessed - the women at the Homestead were at a point in their lives that they were very willing to seek help to turn their lives around. We were encouraged by what some of the women shared about their lives and about how the music enabled them to reflect on God's word. The Joe Skit (a skit that demonstrates how we sometimes or often reject or neglect God, and how we should really treat Jesus) was especially relevant, because a lot of the women were learning how to pray to God, and to be in a relationship with God as Christians.

Finally, we sang at the evening chapel service at the corrections facility for men (Fraser Institution). For many of us in the group, this was our first time even being in a prison. I found that different members of the group had very different personal experiences and responses at this gig that would be difficult to summarize in the tour journal. But certainly, we all agreed that we really found joy in worshipping with the men in the corrections facility and sharing the hope that we have in Christ our Saviour. And we were delighted in how well they responded to the Joe Skit (for example, Faith's rejection of "Joe" l provoked a loud "burn!" from our audience), as the message that Jesus understands what it feels to be outcast and rejected is very powerful. We were encouraged to care more about those who are imprisoned - after all, Jesus commands us to do so :).

Day 11: March 14, 2006 by Josh Au

The Verse of the Day compiled by Amy Jones in the Tour Packet resounds with so much truth on this last day of tour: “But King David replied to Araunah, “No, I insist on paying the full price. I will not take for the LORD what is yours, or sacrifice a burnt offering that costs me nothing.” – 1 Chronicles 21:24 . And the Lord blesses the free sacrifices of our hearts.

Although I'm a sophomore, this is my first year with Living Water and my first tour. I treasure my time with my family and since this was my first time not going home during a break, it was hard to give up the whole two weeks of Spring Break to God's ministry. As much as I knew God was going to use us in a powerful way, prior to leaving for tour it was hard for me to let go of spending those two precious weeks at home and get excited about tour. I remember stepping on to the bus that would take us to JFK Airport officially beginning tour and thinking, “God this is all yours now.” And God gives back ten-fold that which we give to him. The love, security, belongingness, and comfort of home were more than provided by the group and the hospitality of the Lehmann and Kwong families. I can't remember one instance of being lonely or homesick in the last ten days of tour. In fact, it has been amazing witnessing God equipping us as a body to do his work. He has sustained us with health and his strength. He has opened up our hearts to the destitute and abandoned. He has given the words to share and has shaped our testimonies to truly pour out individual reflections and praises. As we have draw nearer to Him, he has shows us our need for each other and has drawn our group together through mutual encouragement. As if God hadn't proved his faithfulness and deliverance enough, he showed himself quite apparently in our last day of tour.

We began the day with an unlisted gig at Vancouver Public Library just before lunch. Vancouver must have a perfect literacy rate because with a library as beautiful as that one everyone should be going to the library (view pictures). The library connected into a plaza by a glass edifice so that the gray drizzling outside didn't affect us. People on their lunch breaks roamed through incessantly. Not only was the library aesthetically pleasing, its acoustics were amazing. Even while we were warming up I could feel the reverberation of the harmonics in my mouth. Apparently the whole plaza and even people in the library could hear us because a little boy ran up to Mr. Kwong and ask who was singing. But shortly after a security guard came over to ask, by what authority we were singing (totally reminiscent of the Pharisees asking Jesus by what authority he was forgiving sin- we should have said by God's authority, but that probably wouldn't have boded well). Lucas explained that the head of activities had given us the OK over email. This was the first confrontation we received so we all kind of panicked for a bit. But after we prayed God proved faithful once again. The security guard had gotten in contact with the head of activities and we were OK to sing. We drew an impressive crowd, at times 30+; and I'm pretty sure the total number of people who hear us walking around or just sitting in the plaza/library totaled over 150. God really paved the way for us to minister. In fact, we found out later that someone in the library had heard us and saw us in trouble with the security guard, looked up the Canadian equivalent of the Fifth Amendment and went down and sat with Mr. Kwong through most of our gig should anything turn up. God does provide!

However, we are still such broken people and are so quick to lose our joy of singing. Even after witnessing God's faithfulness so recently, our enthusiasm and energy flagged when we got to Union Gospel Mission (Vancouver). The first concert we gave was for a women's group. Understandably, it was near the end of our tour and we were all tired, but our voices and composure definitely did not reflect the joy of our salvation. After the concert, though, we had the opportunity to sit down for dinner with many of the residents and workers at UGM. I got to talk to Kevin a delivery truck driver we picked up and delivered donated items. He told me that he usually enjoyed his job but when he forgets who he does it for it just feels like a laborious menial job. That was such a great reminder in light of our previous performance. We sing first to praise God and also to minister to others. When we lose that focus, it's very obvious in our performance and most of all doesn't please God.

We also had the opportunity to meet four students - Mark, Amanda, Scott, and Jonathan - from Briercrest College in the Kaleo program who were on a one week mission trip at UGM. It was really awesome to hear of their experiences. They said on their first day, Saturday, they walked down East Hastings Street and witnessed first hand the brokenness of this world- prostitutes, people getting high. They also led Chapel on Sunday and were a great help to us telling us what to expect and encouraging us. For instance, they warned us that there would be those who were interested in our songs but there were also those who where there just for dinner (since it was mandatory to attend chapel if they came for food) and would totally ignore us. They also told us not to feel discouraged if they all filed out after our gig because most were there for the food. However, they repeatedly encouraged us that they would love us because of the novelty that we bring as a music group, again reminding us that we sing for God not for man. Personally I got to sit down with Amanda and she encouraged me a lot for my talk that I was supposed to give at the first 7pm service. She told me that the best talk is one that allows God to speak through me, not a contrived sermon. Even still I struggled to organize my thoughts which were centered on Isaiah 55, my favorite passage and ironically our tour theme. Yet as we walked on stage I still wasn't sure what I would say.

Reminded of the reason why we sing, we sang with much more spirit. We clearly captured the attention of most of the 100+ person packed chapel (there were still people who sat doing crossword puzzles and slept). The crowd has such a clear longing for something greater in their lives. I ended up speaking on the Matthew 11 when Jesus urges all who are weary and burdened give it up to him and to take his easy yoke. When we have a relationship with Christ, he is more than willing to carry us when we can't hold ourselves up any longer (Footsteps). As we closed our concert expecting people to run off to dinner, almost everyone hesitated allowing us to disperse into the people before the mass exodus began for food. We had the opportunity to greet and bless many of the people. The second service was just as spirit filled and Faith gave a wonderful talk on Isaiah 53 and how the message of Christ's sacrifice works not only through those who accept him, but also in them. We closed our last gig praying with Mark, Amanda, Scott, and Jonathan, encouraging each other in our ministries. It was so amazing to witness their acquired love for the destitute and to be able to share in it.

We then left to a second dinner ourselves. By the generosity of the Kwongs, we at a sushi buffet and enjoyed the fellowship of Lucas' family and friends. Amy Jones and Karen both enthusiastically ate sushi for the first time.

God truly reminded us of his faithfulness and affirmed the reason why we sing. Only when we labor for him, do we find true joy and are able to draw closer together as a body.

Day 12: March 15, 2006 by Amy Chiu

So we woke up in the morning, and packed up a bit. Then Uncle Luis (husband of Lucas's church choir director) treated the group to a yummy Chinese buffet where we ate fat noodles, pork dumplings, sesame balls, and many more interesting dishes. Then we went back to the house to debrief (harhar) about overall tour experiences and what we learned, as well as spent some time doing the traditional LW tradition of affirmations. Reflections include the desire to break down the compartamentalization of ministry in school life and tour life, the internalization of what we have learned about the Lord (his faithfulness, etc) in our life and with that mentality, the ability to later apply it to our lives, and in general, just the increased awareness of the different human conditions around us. Then parting was such sweet sorrow as we left the Kwong house after singing TLBY. We were on the road for a few hours as we went back to the US, where we sent off Yi, Dorothy, and Annika. The leftovers (yay leftovers!) spent the rest of the night at Karen's where we did some more quality group bonding! Yay for tour!

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