Saturday, October 23, 2010

You Never Know Who's Watching....

This video was shot from our house tonight. For some reason, the complex across from us loves to display their fireworks at about 8pm, right after the boys go to bed. But this is China, what do we expect!

A different topic....
You never know who is watching....In China, that can mean many different things. It can be the government, it can be the complex (we got a visit yesterday about registering with the complex and area in which we live), or it can mean something else completely. In the past week, we have had 3 different times where people have recognized us; and we had no idea they were watching.

1. Last Saturday, we rode the bus home from our weekly B study, and we squeezed onto a very crowded bus. It takes about an hour to get home from this particular bus, and the woman crowded next to us tells us she knows us and our boys. That she works at the bank across the street, and she sees us all the time. 

2. Renee and I were in the store with Preston, and the checker asked us where our other boy is.( Tegan was in school). We were shocked, this store has been in business a month, and we have only been in there with both kids once!

3. A new girl came to our weekly study, and she mentioned that she met us a few months ago in Wal-Mart. Who knew..

This is a city of over 6 million people, yet we are recognized and known all over town. It makes us think, and realize we have to be careful how we react to the stares, touche, and comments. We want to get mad, tell them why that is rude. But we never know who is watching, and what our future relationship will be. So thats our PR, that Father gives us grace to always be the example we need to be, to have the patience we need, when we need it. To always be alert to the situation and circumstances that He brings our way, to let our attitude reflect Him in all we do. A big request, I know. But He can handle it!

1 comment:

Unknown said...

It IS hard being a conspicuous family. Everyone remembers you, whereas you don't remember them. Oh for grace to be remembered well.