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Archive for December, 2012

Smiling CroppedAs AAWOL’s founder & director, Young Lee Hertig, took on the role of ISAAC executive director this past year, AAWOL has been in need of a new director and we finally have one! Dr. Debbie Hearn Gin has been a member of AAWOL since its beginning in 2004, recently earned her PhD, and leads an AAWOL chapter in Azusa. Debbie is a fellow in the Center for Teaching, Learning, and Assessment, after serving as the Director of Diversity Studies at Azusa Pacific University. In addition, she is an associate professor in the Department of Ministry of APU’s Graduate School of Theology. As the new AAWOL director, Debbie Gin will be writing our first post of 2013, so stay tuned!

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Photo by *Vintage Fairytale*

Photo by *Vintage Fairytale*

Here at AAWOL, we wish you all a very merry and joyous Christmas, as we celebrate the birth of our Lord Jesus Christ.  May we all remember the miracle of “God with us” this holiday season, and be blessed with a Spirit-filled peace, joy, and hope — wherever we are, whomever we’re with and in all that we do.  Merry Christmas, everyone!=)

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Photo by Johan Larsson

Photo by Johan Larsson

By Young Lee Hertig

One of the highlights in 2012 for me was my trip to Korea in May and subsequently yielding to the world of the smartphone. From the smartphone world, my previous red LG phone feels like a Blockbuster video in the age of Netflix. Why was I so reluctant to own a smartphone? (more…)

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Photo by kevin dooley

Photo by kevin dooley

By Ann Chen

“Are you willing to lay down your dreams for a season, even the ones I’ve given you? It will be glorious.”

In September of 2011, I went on a personal retreat for my 30th birthday at the International House of Prayer in Kansas City. One of the days there, I had a chance to be prayed over. (more…)

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Photo by seyed mostafa zamani

Photo by seyed mostafa zamani

By Eun Joo Angela Ryo

Growing up as Asian American in a predominantly white neighborhood, I felt like Superman and an ugly duckling rolled into one.  On some days, even if I was as good as Superman, I was still an alien.  On other days, I felt like an ugly duckling who just wanted to feel at home—that is, home in my own skin.  (more…)

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