BIG IN JAPAN
Actually being big in Japan has been a pretty good thing, since they revere big men here.
I got to Japan on Monday and have spent the past couple of days visiting relatives, seeing old friends and touring Tokyo. Sorry it has been a while since my last post, but I have not had internet access for some time, and the team kept me busy too. But have a look at Japan. It is beautiful and clean here.
ASAKUSA
This is my mom (right) and my mom’s cousin (left) at Asakusa. It is a temple and outdoor market. It was beautiful and the souvenirs here were mega-expensive, so we just bought some snacks (Japan has even yummier snacks than China or Korea!! But they are also way more expensive). My mom’s mom’s two youngest brothers and their families live in Japan. At one time, my mom’s whole side lived in Japan. In fact, My mom was born in Osaka and lived there until she was 5.
OLD WORLD ELEGANCE AND NEW WORLD BEAUTY
Women (both young and old) still wear kimonos in Japan. It is not too common, but all over the place (the supermarket, the train station, dept. stores, etc.) I saw women in these intricately woven throwbacks. Actually, I thought all the women I saw in kimonos were so attractive. There is just something about asian women in traditional garb, be it a Japanese Kimono, a Korean Hambok or a Chinese silk dress. So attractive. Koreans should wear Hamboks.
JAPANESE RAUMEN
My first (and last) dinner in Japan was at two different raumen places. Raumen is a popular dish in Japan and I had to eat a bowl when I first came. My mom and I were referred to two places. The first was a pork based broth place and the second was a soy sauce based broth place. Both were awesome. I could eat this everyday. The noodles were nothing like the instant kind I have eaten. Sapporo Ichiban is not ichiban (#1). The real stuff is so much better. This pic is of the pork based broth raumen. Raumen is so popular in Japan, they even have a raumen museum in Yokohama. We also ate Korean BBQ. The restaurant we ate at is owned by my relatives. It’s called Keijoen and is located in Yokohama. We had Kobe Kalbi, Naeng Myun, Hae Mul Pa Jeon, Jab Chae, Yook Hwe Jang, and Bibimbab. It was the best Korean meal I have ever had, anywhere. It was so fresh and tasty. The Kobe Kalbi melted in my mouth and the Naeng Myun Noodles were thicker and chewier and just better. We also ate delicious tempura. The Japanese know how to eat. Especially the Korean-Japanese. Especially my relatives.
OLD FRIENDS
From left to right, it is, Theresa Cho, my mom, Yoon Yu, Young Kee Yu (aka Verbal of m-flo and Teriyaki Boyz), me, and Carl Cho. Carl and Theresa were visiting en route to Singapore where they are starting m*ssions work with Go Fest Asia. Carl & Young Kee are my former students from Boston so it was so nice to see them with their wives. Yoon, Young Kee’s wife is also from my old ch*rch. She is as sassy and funny as ever. She gave me this “rare” Japanese candy. It turned out to be mutton flavored Genghis Khan Brand Caramel. I almost yaked. My mom liked it. Go figure.
I was so happy to see these guys. Seeing them made me remember the old days in Boston. I am so proud of both of them. Young Kee went to GCTS and Carl went to Wheaton Grad School. They met at BC and have been best buddies since. Now both are in ministry (Young Kee, music and Carl, overseas m*ssions). So honored to be in both their lives.
Pr*y for both of them as they minister. Carl & Theresa are still fund-raising, so if anyone wants to support them, let me know. They can use your pr*yers as they prepare to spend the next three years in Singapore. Young Kee and Yoon can use your prayers too. Being in the music business in Japan is a challenge. But Young Kee has been so bold about his faith. Pr*y that Carl & Theresa will bless the tsunami-hit areas of Asia and pr*y that Young Kee and Yoon will be salt and light in Japan.
PR*Y FOR JAPAN
I will leave you with this. Japan is a hard, hard place for the g*spel ministry. Buddhism and Shintoism have kept people in the dark and because it is so financially prosperous and nice here, there is little room for G*d in people’s lives. This country needs pr*yer and so do my relatives. None of them go to ch*rch, but my mom has been reaching out to them and gave her cousin a Japanese-English B*ble. Pr*y for G*d’s mercy on their lives.





































