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By April Yamasaki

What is time?

I’ve been watching a mini-series on Albert Einstein, the brilliant physicist who asked this grand question, whose great intellect and imagination were so taken with it, to the detriment of his personal and professional life. (more…)

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By Ajung Sojwal

I am frequently asked this question, “Why did you choose to be ordained in the Episcopal Church?” This was never a question for me through the discernment process toward ordination in the Episcopal Church. Now, after more than ten years of ordained ministry, this has become a deeply personal question. (more…)

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By April Yamasaki

The date of Easter changes from year to year, but since my first Sunday as a pastor was Easter Sunday, that’s become my marker. Another Easter, another year of ministry.

This past Easter marked 25 years of pastoral ministry with my congregation! (more…)

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By Tina Teng-Henson

For years, my wise younger sister would hear my husband and I plan our trips back East to see beloved family and friends, raise her eyebrows at the ambitious itineraries we’d set, and listen empathetically when a few weeks later, we’d be back to the relational rigor of our lives, no more refreshed than before. Over time, she would ever so gently extol the benefits and attributes of what she would call “a real vacation,” which involved a getaway to some new place, with fresh tastes and unique experiences to be enjoyed, interspersed with downtime and rest — to actually return home refreshed and restored. (more…)

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By Diana Gee

Surely he took up our pain
and bore our suffering,
yet we considered him punished by God,
stricken by him, and afflicted.
But he was pierced for our transgressions,
he was crushed for our iniquities;
the punishment that brought us peace was on him,
and by his wounds we are healed.
Isaiah 53:4-5
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By Debbie Gin

Both my ethnicity (that I am Korean American) and my race (that I am Asian American) affect my faith and its outworking.  I see God in ways that are unique, based on some amalgam of my Confucian, immigrant-family, community-centric, individualistic upbringing and values.  (more…)

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By Ajung Sojwal

It is sad that in 2017, I find myself still waiting for the realization of what Apostle Paul declared in Galatians 3:28, “There is no longer Jew or Greek, there is no longer slave or free, there is no longer male and female; for all of you are one in Christ Jesus.” The full force of the issue of ethnicity within a church context took hold of me after I got ordained as a priest. (more…)

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By Young Lee Hertig

In last week’s blog, Angela Ryo addressed a poignant point that often falls on deaf ears:

We all want change and growth in our churches, but I wonder if we are willing to  take on the pain that comes with such growth. Too many times, the pain becomes the inevitable lot of those who are most vulnerable and disposable within the faith community so that the dominant group can continue to thrive and grow.

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Photo by Nick Kenrick

By Eun Joo Angela Ryo

Some years ago, I had attended a conference geared toward Asian American church leaders who were either involved in a second-generation ministry (i.e. English Ministry) within Korean immigrant churches or multicultural ministries. I was one of three women in a sea of male pastors discussing the future of the English Ministry within the Presbyterian Church (USA). (more…)

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By Diana Gee

If there was something that my dad truly loved aside from his family and fishing, it would be his late 70’s Dodge Ram van. Not of the generation that takes on debt, my father saved a pretty penny to purchase a van that was more steel-box than ram. We spent a lot of time in that van, especially going to lakes where fish lie waiting. But none spent more time on that van than my father. He spent countless hours studying the manual, tinkering with the mechanics and maintaining its life. (more…)

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