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Thursday, October 02, 2008

Where’s OUR godparent tradition?

So I was watching Sex & the City the other day, (yes, I’m a big fan so please spare me the ribbing guys..) and saw an episode where Miranda asked Carrie to be her son’s godmother. The two of them thought it was no big deal and only agreed to it as a courtesy to the baby’s grandmother. But when Charlotte, the idealist, found out, she tried to put pressure on Carrie to realize that it’s really a big deal, that as a godmother she would be responsible to give the kid spiritual guidance.

 

This got me thinking, “what a beautiful tradition from the Catholic church!” I mean, that’s so amazing to think that you would have a spiritual mentor to talk to while you were growing up. How many of us had that? It also relates closely to a key-failing-point of our movement that I hold dearly to my heart.

 

If A (Cain) and B (Able) – feel free to plug in names here – were really able to unite in the truest sense of the word, then they should really feel like family towards each other. So when B has teenaged kids that feel like they don’t want to B anymore, then naturally, A sees B in distress and would step in to guide the child. Isn’t this the way that a “normal” family would function? And as Matthew casually commented, “That’s what Father had intended when he said that you need to have at least 3 spiritual children before you have kids of your own.” Yes, well, things haven’t exactly gone to Father’s plan, now have they?

 

Still, I think that it’s such a beautiful and heavenly tradition that I think it’s something that every Unificationist couple with children should consider: nominating godparents of their children (if they don’t have any spiritual children).  Maybe we should even have our own little ceremony in the style of the Catholic church in order to make it a real solid tradition.

 

It’s certainly something that I would want me and my husband to do when we have kids.


Sunday, September 28, 2008

Interesting...

I was at a reception hosted by the Embassy the other night and inevitably the conversation reached the "And what nationality are you?" topic. But this time, the conversation actually led somewhere really interesting. When I mentioned Korea, the American diplomatic officer that I was talking to lit up and got excited because he and his wife had been there on assignment when their daughter was born. And of course, he was talking about ho nice the culture was. But the fascinating thing that he said to me was that at the time of the Virginia Tech massacres, people stood outside of the Embassy building there and apologized to the Americans on behalf of the Korean people. And naturally, because Americans, resonating with individuality in their core, said "No, no. Don't apologize. You didn't kill anyone." But the Koreans said firmly, "No, but he was Korean. We are sorry that a Korean person did this to your students."

It left me a bit dumb-founded. What a heart of solidarity. I mean, I can't imagine many Americans saying something like that if the ethnicities of the situation were reversed. It's things like that that make me proud to be part of the Korean culture. It's a level of heart that I hope to instill in my children, that we are all connected, all family.

Of course, the cynic in me wonders if maybe they said that in the hopes that they'd score brownie points towards getting their visas..


Sunday, September 21, 2008

Adrift.

I don't know. I just feel so overwhelmed right now. There are so many things happening to me that I'm not sure how to react to. It's not even just the typical melodrama that is my life, but the fact that I just don't know how I should be feeling to the various mix of things that have been thrown at me recently. Of course, there's the typical family drama that no person on earth is without. Then there's the fact that Miki & Tim just had a baby. We're not like best friends or anything, but she's the closest person to me to have had a baby. It's weird. I have so many mixed emotions about it all. And then I just got a new laptop, and settling in with a new computer always takes some time to adjust to, like getting to know your new best friend or something. Oh, and today Matt won a digital SLR camera from Currys (it's like the Best Buy of the UK). Again, mixed emotions: jealousy, happiness, annoyance, excitement, etc. And the fact that I have a cold (on the weekend no less!) is just the cherry on top of it all.

I feel like I'm just swimming in emotion and I can't latch on to the right one because there are just too many surrounding me. Maybe I'm just waiting for one of them to just crash in a tumbling wave over my head.

Or maybe I just really need a vacation..


Thursday, September 11, 2008

Gonna start blogging more

SimFarm reminds me of my childhood.


Sunday, May 13, 2007

A month gone by



So my littlest sister has come and gone. That month just flew by. And it was awesome. You can see from all the pics that we did a lot while she was here. We saw Woman in Black in the West End. (It scared the crap outta me...) Went to see the Ataris play at the historic Mean Fiddler. (I captured the video below.) Did the whole tourist thing and saw some sites and lots of shopping. I'm happiest that she could have a good time, unlike her last visit which was quite sour the whole way through. She was worth every penny.






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