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By Liz Chang

When I was in high school, my youth group had a tradition of going to Six Flags Great Adventure in the summer. My favorite thing to do was play games and go home with five new stuffed animals. I enjoyed some of the rides, but I always avoided the tall roller-coasters. Rather, I was always willing to volunteer as bag-watcher when my friends wanted to go on the tall roller-coasters. (more…)

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By Sharon Lee Song

I have come to love the season of Advent, but perhaps not for the reasons that most might expect. Not for the twinkling of colorful lights, pine trees strewn with shiny baubles, and neatly wrapped gift boxes.  The past few years at least, the season of Advent has not been one filled with joy.  Instead, it has been sobering.

The tone that I have felt has been one that I think is closer to the reality of the time that Jesus came into the world.  (more…)

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By Ann Chen

One of my favorite Christmas songs is “O Come, O Come, Emmanuel.” Recently, somebody asked me why, and I honestly answered that I didn’t know why except that I’m drawn to its soulful sound and that I hadn’t really processed what the words meant.

O come, O come, Emmanuel

And ransom captive Israel

That mourns in lonely exile here

Until the Son of God appear

Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel

Shall come to thee, O Israel.

I took it upon myself to reflect more deeply about the lyrics of this song. (more…)

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Space to Breathe…

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By Maria Liu Wong

This morning when I peeked into my younger children’s room at 7:00 am, I was surprised to find my younger son Josiah at his desk poring over a Chinese textbook. “Josiah, what are you doing?” I said. “I’m reading!” he replied. “But Ms. Chang isn’t coming today. She’s coming next week.” “I know. I’m just reading.” (more…)

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Stumbling in the Dark

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By Eun Joo Angela Ryo

I remember the first time I was left home alone for more than a few minutes.  I was ten.  It was a little after five on a chilly autumn evening, and my parents had not yet returned home from work.  My four older sisters were determined to go to the nearby park to shoot some hoops and asked me to come along.  (more…)

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