Well, I feed homeless people every Sunday night with an organization I volunteer with. We each buy about $10 of bananas, soymilk or bread and distribute it to maybe 100 homeless men. There are 2000 homeless people around central Seoul, but we only have the resources to help 100 or so each week. My first time doing it was really emotional, but now it’s easier to do. It’s still hard to imagine living in a dirty cardboard box in a nasty underground tunnel or park. I slept in my car during snowstorms over several holiday breaks in college because I was kicked out of my dorm and had nowhere else to go. That was lonely, stressful, frightening, and difficult enough, mostly from having to worry if the police or someone would spot me and get me into trouble for sleeping in my car in a university parking lot.
Also, I’m trying to be more cheerful and personable with my students. God knows I often think teaching isn’t exactly my dream job and some kids are just plain BRATS (such as being spit on and flipped off by them :-/), but class goes by faster if we’re laughing.
I’ve been organizing and planning crafts for the orphanage I volunteer at every month too. Our next trip is this Saturday. I still need to come up with some good ideas and get everything ready! Eeekkkk.
Still, deeds mean nothing if your heart is hardened. I pray God will continue changing me and breaking me if necessary.
