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By Mihee Kim-Kort

I know. It’s a little cliche. A little Joy Luck Club meets Mulan. An Asian mother teaching her Asian daughter to do origami.

My mother taught me to make paper cranes when I was young. We sat at the kitchen table and took regular, white copy paper, folded the paper over in a triangle so it made a perfect square and creased the bottom so that we could carefully tear it off and discard it. After that it was “fold here, open here, bend here, fold again…”  Before long, a perfect paper crane materialized in front of us. For the longest time, this picture of my mother and me connecting over such a simple but almost magical object has stayed with me. (more…)

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By Debbie Gin

“The God of the message is infinite, but the text of the message is finite.”  This is a mantra I rehearse with my students every semester.  Then I continue, “We know exactly how many sentences, words, and letters there are in the Bible, so of all the possible stories that could have been included, why those particular few?”  (more…)

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Photo by Peggy2012CREATIVELENZ

By Young Lee Hertig

Who would have guessed that I would quote from the Analects for an AAWOL blog?  I must be getting up there in age:)  In truth, I am now savoring the last year of my 50s.  At this juncture what feels most meaningful to me is from the words of Confucius: (more…)

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By Debbie Gin

Perhaps it’s because I’m a Sci-Fi nut, but I’ve always dreamed of how the future will look. Some call people who think like that “Futurists.” Okay, I’ll own that. Perhaps the most fascinating topic-to-date for me is the so-called “Singularity.” (more…)

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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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by Joy Wong

Late last year, it was decided that this blog needed to expand to represent the stories and voices of evangelical Asian American women leaders outside of the immediate AAWOL core group.  Getting busy and multi-tasking women with  ministry and familial responsibilities  to write blog entries understandably proved to be difficult.  (more…)

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