I'm writing from my hotel in Bangkok, I'm soon flying domestic to Khon Kaen... The festival starts tonight, hallelujah! I stand in faith for an explosion of salvation and miracles from day one.
I sat beside a wonderful Chineese guy on the plane from San Fransisco to Beijing... I haven't had so much fun in along time! "Stephen" (he had a Chineese name as well) spoke pretty good English and had been on a tour with a Chineese choir in the States... He liked to talk and told me 2000 year old Chineese kids- and folkstories, great stories with a deep moral meaning... Stephen and his friends sang for me too. I laughed, smiled, was all red in my face and enjoyed... Stephen and his Chineese choir buddies couldn't even spell the word fear if they had to, and would never even be able to look up the word ashamed in a dictionary... I fell in love with the Chineese people and I am longing to go to China...

See ya!