What I miss the most about the my experienced in East Asia is surprisingly not the food 
, but the cultural diversity I experienced in the International Church. I loved picking the brain of third culture kids and their exciting and fascinating lives.The Caucasian families with their own children and adopted African children and they happen to put all these children in public schools, imagine the cultural shock. The fellowship in China with Muslim Africans who became Christians. The ex-pat from all over North America, Australia and England. The Caucasians who grew up in China and can’t figure out if they are more Chinese or more American, just like I can’t figure out if I am more Chinese or more Torontonian. China and the 5 thousand years of Chinese culture is deeply ingrained in my identity fabric.
Part of the reason I came back to Toronto and intend to stay for now is largely because this city is filled with diversity. I will continue to struggle with cultural identity issue and at least in Toronto, I know I am not alone.
My life long goal other than drawing closer to God and becoming more like Christ, is mission to the nations or at least learning to understanding different cultures and their unique histories.
“It is too small a thing for you to be my servant to restore the tribes of Jacob and bring back those of Israel I have kept. I will also make you a light for the Gentiles, that my salvation may reach to the ends of the earth.” – Isaiah 49:6
Re-reading all my Chinese and Western history books! Nerd!
