Author: Karis Lee

  • 16: 주무시고 가실래요? Who Will Pay for Dinner?

    My husband and I sometimes wonder what would happen if my cousin, Suk Hyang unni, and my husband’s cousin, Hyo-soon unni, had dinner together at a restaurant. It would be a tough (and entertaining) match because they are both headstrong and always fight to pick up the tab. My husband only has one brother; but…

  • 15: 주무시고 가실래요 Potters

    Part of why hosting means so much to me is it’s one way I am able to give and receive spiritually. One good example of this is with the Potters. The Potters are a volunteer gospel praise group from Korea who tour and sing for different churches. We first met them when they visited our…

  • 14: 주무시고 가실래요 Hope Brooklyn

    Our involvement with Hope Brooklyn occurred, like most events in our life, by what some may call coincidence and what we prefer to name as God’s hand. It started when Drew Hyun, who officiated our son Kevin’s wedding, suddenly called us one day and asked if he could drop by for a cup of tea.…

  • 13: 주무시고 가실래요 Paying it forward

    When we moved to Montclair in 1991, we started attending a church called KUPC. My husband wasn’t a Christian at the time, but a customer of his fish market let him know the church had a Korean school. He thought teaching the kids Korean was important, so that’s how our family’s journey into Christian fellowship…

  • 12: 주무시고 가실래요 Cultivating a Friendship is Like Gardening

    My daughter Anne once asked me, “When are you truly happy?” Happiness is difficult to define, but time certainly flies when you do what you truly love. In that regard, I am happiest when gardening or painting. Preparing to host is similar—time goes by faster because my heart is in it. My husband had no…

  • 11: 주무시고 가실래요 Stick to your guns!

    It was still early in the morning when Jae called, asking me to receive a guest who was already on their way from JFK airport. This sudden guest was one of his upper classmates. I had only met him a couple of times before he moved back to LA, where he’d grown up. I opened…