Okay. I really am excited about this. I've been secretly working on this post since 2011 (Dec. 31). The short story is that on December 31, instead of getting drunk and making things explode, like the rest of the world, my family decided (well, I decided, and my family decided not to rock the boat) to go visit the front lines of a war (The Korean Demilitarized Zone) that's been waging for the past 70 years. Yup. 70. That's the very cold, calus version of what happened. Here's how it happened in my head/heart:
|In between many successive games of Catan and our briefing from the military, I got picture number one of my whole family. We were all tired, but I think it turned out pretty well.|
|Momma, me, and Daddy in at the Joint Security Area (JSA), yards from the North Korean line.|
|This table marks the North Korean line, within a South-Korean-controlled building (so it's still technically South Korean). I (and a lot of other people) did, however, get a bit excited about crossing the line "into" North Korea.|
|These posts mark the line over which we CANNOT stray. Don't be fooled, it's heavily guarded by posts and checkpoints along the way.|
|Family portrait number two - at the crossroads of Korea.|
Pray for peace. L-rd knows, this world so desperately needs it.