"Jason's Church"

Woke up early Sunday morning, which makes sense since I ended up sleeping all day Saturday. 

After making it happen with the captain, I hopped onto Mr. T's wild ride and made my way over to what we call "Jason's Church". (I call it this because I can't remember its real name). Jason's Church is all in Chinese, so I had to fake my way through a lot of the service, especially the interactive part.

"You said: 耶穌愛你，對不對？"

As difficult for me to understand as it was, it was amazing to know that even though we weren't speaking the same language linguistically, we were speaking the same language spiritually. We sang, prayed, and took communion, and after the service, there was a time of fellowship, and free lunch.

Sweet!

It was a pretty awesome experience, and praising God, in no matter what language, is one thing I look forward to doing again. Thanks Jason, you've got a pretty neat church!