Eugene Cho

the fish that did not get away

Well, we’re back from our vacation. Our family had a great time. Nothing fancy. We just stayed in our camping grounds in Nebraska and did the following:

  • hung out with our parents.
  • fished.
  • ate.
  • fished.
  • played with the kids
  • fished.
  • swam.
  • fished.
  • and swam some more.

Despite not hitting my goal of catching 153 fish (I ended up with 92), I managed to catch the biggest bass fish I have ever caught. Here it is:

bass vs man. it was an epic battle. score one for man.

Some day, I’d like to work part-time as a fishing guide and possibly become a professional fisherman in my dreams. I would have my own TV show and it would look like this:

And here’s a few more pics from our trip:

the sky of wyoming

an ominous cloud enveloped our camp one day

my oldest daughter doing her best MJ impersonation

do you see the rainbow? it was incredible...

fished with my father in the morning and my kids during dusk

minhee threw in a line and caught (at that point), the biggest fish

the girls were catching lots of fish but jedi finally caught one!

my pose when i win the 2012 US Bass Championships

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8 Responses

  1. Ben from TIC says:

    Congrats on the fish. Sounds like a great Sabbath–refreshing and rejuvenating.

  2. SoGer says:

    Pastor Cho,

    I appreciate how your blog is multifaceted. It is a blog about life (which entails everything from the really serious, e.g., race issues, to the light and fun e.g., fishing) and I really enjoy that. Thanks for sharing about life, all its complexities and all its joys.

    Also, your fishing pictures make me think of my younger days as a fisherboy (not man at that time!). I think I might have to get into that again.

  3. Congrats, really nice pics..

  4. Yaakova says:

    I love the sky here in Wyoming.

  5. georgesong says:

    nice, fish-whisperer! 😉

  6. Oliver Jen says:

    Wow, it’s gorgeous in Wyoming! Those are some really great pictures!

  7. Oliver Jen says:

    Hit ‘Submit’ too fast…

    Assuming you used a lure. What did you use? any snags?

  8. […] had the most surreal phone call while I was fishing in Nebraska during my vacation. A guy named Nicholas Kristof called. For those that don’t know, Kristof […]

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May we hold our logos, egos, and tribalism have their place. May we hold them loosely for they too shall pass. May we collaborate for the sake of the greater Kingdom of God ... which endures forever. As we honor Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr., don't forget the God behind the man. The one true God who deposited this dream into MLK is still speaking to us today. Are we listening?

Be courageous. Be brave.

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While it was an honor to be there to cut the cord and say a few words, this is an example of collaboration. Much love to the Freedom Story team including their co-founders Tawee Donchai and @Rachel Goble, to their staff who live in the community, who understand their context and culture, and who tenaciously pursue a better world with hope, justice and love. And of course, much love to the students themselves for they each matter. Finally, to each person that donated to @onedayswages to make this grant possible.

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There's such painful and poignant irony in pursuing justice...unjustly. One way we do this is when we reduce people into projects...and thus, propagating the dangerous power dynamic of US as heroes and THEM as helpless and exclusively as victims. So dangerous.

Human trafficking is not just an issue. It’s ultimately, about people. Depending on the sources of statistics, there are anywhere from 29-40 million people in some form of forced labor and slavery, including sex trafficking.

And one thing I’ve learned, personally, is how easy it is easy to reduce people into projects which is why mutuality, reciprocity, and dignity are so vital. These are critical because God never intended people to be reduced into projects.

We forget this and we indirectly foster a culture and system of victimization or worse, the pornification of the poor or in this case, "the trafficked." And when you start dehumanizing the poor or trafficked, you have no genuine desire to build relationships with them. You believe or build stereotypes in broad strokes, singular, black and white narratives that have been told about them. You believe the lie that they have nothing to teach us and are incapable of contributing to the larger society.

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