I spent 12 days in China with my family over Christmas this year, a whirlwind tour that took us to seven different cities, including the birth-cities of my two adopted daughters. In a series of blog posts this week, I recount a few observations from the trip.
Last I heard, the Communist Party in China wasn’t that enthusiastic about Christianity. You never would have known it spending Christmas there with my family a few months back.
We arrived in the Beijing airport to the sounds of Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer playing in the background. Pretty much the only music we heard the whole trip was Christmas music. This was true not just in places frequented by tourists, but also in shopping malls and restaurants as far-flung as Nanchang and Zhenjiang -- two cities where we didn’t see a single American in two days.