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Thursday, 17 September 2009
Sunday, 23 August 2009
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Jesus of Today
Remember the days of story bibles? With all the pictures of Jesus and his brown hair and beard- and that sheep he seems to always be carrying around?
Well, as i come to more deeply understand the God of the Bible and the Jesus that sat at table with the sinners and tax collectors, i am realizing that if Jesus walked the earth today as flesh and blood-- he would look quite different from the white-robed, glowing, halo-wearing man of the picture bibles.
If Jesus walked the earth today- i think he'd still be barefoot and in rags, gathering all the slum children to his side.
His disciples would be janitors and construction workers and his hometown would be some small town in a little known country.
Jesus would not be some high powered lawyer, doctor, or businessman, no high paid athlete or award-winning celebrity, he'd be the small town boy whos father runs a laundromat-- and of course all the people would probably still question who his 'legitimate' father is...
The J i know would have the eloquence and timing to quiet and awe crowds greater than those that cheered Obama into office-- and yet he'd spend his words and his time on the homeless, the mentally disabled, the HIV-positive, and the refugees.
This J could change drunken and absent men into loving and gentle fathers-- men who would then transform whole neighborhoods with stories of the man who "told them everything they'd ever done."
I know a J who would stop for a dirty, smelly, disabled woman even if he were walking with Obama himself.
I shudder at what this J would do or say when he walks into our churches and I wonder what words he would utter to us; because my J would bring good news to the very people we think the least about while convicting the church of hard-heartedness, greed, and misplaced worship.
My J would call the homeless to save the wealthy and the illiterate to witness to doctorate professors.
He would know the language of welfare, poverty, and malnutrition and not that of 401ks or stock markets.
The crowds that follow him would be the day-laborers, the illegal immigrants, the runaways, and the orphans-- who would leave all that they had to hear Him speak.
And He would honor and see the old widow's two cents and could make a child's chips and salsa feed thousands.
I know a J that could call people out of addiction, cure cancer, restore quadrapalegics, and give life and communication to the autistic.
My J would not be limited by borders, being politically correct, or maintaining the status quo.
He would stop bin Ladin in his tracks, give him a new name, and use such a single man to revolutionize the Christian faith.
And this J that teaches us to love our enemies would even preach love for the terrorists, the loan sharks, the pimps, and the dealers.
His love would radically shake our souls-- if we'd only allow him to do so.
The J i know... well my J would die for all the "least of these" i struggle so hard not to forget. And i only hope that i would not be one of the mockers in the crowd watching a needle bring death as it pierces his precious body.
Tuesday, 04 August 2009
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Back from LAUP.but dont expect any reflections here. i have (another) new blog on wordpress specifically for reflecting about LAUP.the password protected and private entries are intended for me. so for now theres not much. but expect more.that is all. :)
Sunday, 14 June 2009
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And a voice came from heaven, "You are my beloved Son; with you I am well pleased."Mark 1I want to know what it means to fully understand that God is pleased with me regardless of what i have done or who i am-- that i am beloved simply because i am His daughter.A couple weeks ago, the fatigue of everything in my life finally began to hit me. My schedule had finally become too much. I felt burnt out and drained by all that i was doing.And now the thing is, there wasnt a single thing that i could think to get rid of. For the first time i could truly say that i had given myself fully to community-- to discipling and mentoring (whether official or unofficial), to witnessing, serving, planning, loving, to teaching and visioning, sharing my heart for justice...I list these things not because i want to look good or show off the things i've done, but because i know that all these things are the fruit of God's deep mercy. I can look on this year and know that i had an impact only because in God's abundant grace He led me away from darkness and pain and brought me to the joy and fullness that i have experienced this past year.And yet, in all of this, i was still feeling unsatisfied and spent.As i asked for prayer and support in this time, Mike reminded me of Mark 1 and the truth that God was pleased with his beloved son even before Jesus' ministry began. while Mike's prayers definitely helped to calm my heart that night, i was and am still asking God what it means to know that He is pleased with me.Then yesterday at graduation, i sat and watched as people graduated cum laude or even suma cum laude, i saw people's names bolded, italicized, or footnoted based on their academic achievements. I saw people highlighted for their volunteer work and their research. These now alum walking with the sum of their four years displayed as tassels, cords, or sashes. And in a moment of serious self doubt and insecurity i began to question and wonder at what anyone could say of my time at ucla. I thought about my gpa, my classes, my lack of anything to show but my time in intervarsity.That. there. was the problem. anything to show but my time in intervarsity? i know. it sounds absurd. and yet even now thoughts swarm my head full of doubt.In my head i know that God has done so many good works through me in BCF. i know in my head there are so many i have influenced and that God has used me to change lives.And yet i doubt my importance or impact and i question whether my time at ucla has been of worth. I want to know the truth that I am God's beloved and that i am fearfully and wonderfully made. I want to truly understand that he is well pleased with me.I dont need to hear from man that i have done well. For in the end, the pursuit of the world and its accolades is an empty chase.What i do need is to hear God's gentle whispers of loving affirmation. Not for what i have done or accomplished but for who i am-- one of God's beloved, created to reflect and make manifest His glory.For only in such truth can i be ok with being stripped entirely of all the titles or accomplishments i use to define myself and instead direct my purpose and identity towards one who is worthy.
Friday, 12 June 2009
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i need jesus. i havent really been in the word for about a week and i am drained because of it.
i have so many thoughts i need to reflect on, but my mind is tired and my body even more so. these past couple of days have been a whirlwind and i have yet to fully think about or comprehend all that i have experienced.
hopefully soon enough i will be able to clarify and refine what truths i know the Lord has for me.
but, for now, i know the following:
My God is good and He is with me. Despite all the brokenness and fear, i know that He is my hope and my peace.
Wednesday, 03 June 2009
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Without appropriate time to retreat and be with God, it is harder to praise him and fully experience the blessings of what he gives even when miracles happen right in front of me...
Oh the irony (and goodness) of beginning to understand why God hallowed the sabbath.
Tuesday, 02 June 2009
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I want to give glory to God :)
In reflecting these past couple of weeks, I see how this past year has been one of personal growth in different spiritual disciplines (including sabbathing, discipling, prayer, and fasting)-- and what has happened in the past 24 hours is just one testimony of the good things that God has been blessing me with even tho i am undeserving.
Yesterday afternoon, i met up with steph to talk and found out she was going to go home for the night and that she wanted to ask her mom again about going to summer con. The previous time she'd asked, her mom had said no without allowing for any explanation at all. And things at home were already tense in relation to her decision to follow Jesus. She also shared that our friend (who recently made a decision to follow Jesus) would also go to summer con if Steph could go.
From the moment she told me, i felt burdened to intercede. Not just the normal "Oh, this is somethign i could probably pray about... so maybe ill do it later." It was moreso a nagging and uncomfortable feeling telling me "You have to pray. Nothing else is more important right now."
Now prayer has always been a weird thing for me. I dont consider myself a strong woman of prayer, but in the past year I have been challenged to actually come before God and boldly ask for provision. It has been a year of learning how to pray and how to come before his presence.
I went back to my room after she left and prayed for the next hour. Praying thru the scripture, remembering how God has previously provided, humbling myself before the Lord and repenting of ways in which i had doubts. It was not a question of whether God could answer my prayers but of whether or not i truly believed he wanted to or would.
During that prayer time i decided to fast for Steph. I have learned this year that fasting is not about bribing God or just trying to get God's attention but about allowing myself to fully depend on Him and make space to engage with who he is. I decided i was going to fast all food but vegetables and fruit until she returned to school. And the rest of that night i continued to pray during even the shortest bits of free time i had walking to and from different places.
When i pray, i often end up asking myself the question of "What if God does not answer this prayer?" But this time, i had to focus on the times in which God has been good and how he has done miracles in the past. I didn't know what God was going to do, but i called on a God who I know has tangibly done great things.
Less than half an hour ago, i received a text from her saying, "Praise the Lord for He is sooooooo goood! My mom said yes!!!!!!!!!!!! :)"Indeed. Praise the Lord for He is good.
He has heard our prayers and He has answered.
Sunday, 17 May 2009
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And God saw everything that he had made, and behold, it was very good.
God's creation is good. I am of God's creation, as are you, and all those around us. We are God's creation.
In Genesis we see how God is lavish and abundant and pulls out all the stops in creation. While studying the creation stories at January Jumpstart, our group came up with the analogy of parents getting a baby room together in expectancy of a coming child. They paint the room, buy a changing table, a mobile, and a crib with pillows, blankets, and stuffed friends. There is intention behind each action as they prepare for their little one. They are preparing an environment for their child to come home to. And all this is done before their child is born. Before they have even glimpsed or held this child.
The elaborate story of God's creation speaks volumes behind his love for us! God created the lights, the trees, the creatures, the land, and the sea for us! for me! I have always been one who appreciates nature, but to stop and think on the fact that God created all that is upon the earth is truly ... beyond me.
In the word it says that "The earth was without form and void, and darkness was upon the face of the deep." To think that before earth there was just darkness... what does that even mean? In "The Bucket List" one of the characters talks about hiking, and how at the highest elevations the skies are black even by day because there is too little air to reflect the sun. I can not imagine what there was before creation. Formlessness. A void beyond understanding. It truly necessitates a redefinition of what i consider loneliness or emptiness. For even in my loneliest, most desperate moments- God's creation still reigns around. Even at the depths of depression or loss, I can never know the void that was "before."
And on the sixth day, God continued his powerful acts of creation by forming man-- the pinnacle of creation. Entrusting to us his creation- giving us dominion.
That the beauty of the sunsets, the perfection of nature, and the majesty of the creatures of the earth were not the pinnacle of God's creation is counter to my view of the world. When i watch the sun set across the horizon, i do not stop and consider that such beauty is part of the creation that God created for me. In the analogy of the baby room, the colors of the sky turning beautiful shades of yellow, pink, and purple are just colored paint on the wall. God's focus was not such beauty, but mankind. I am the baby that God is bringing home to watch over and nurture! What would it be like for me to live as one who truly believes that I am made in God's image? How would i view myself differently? How would i view those around me?
Such a thought in itself merits much thought and reflection. But what hit me hardest at January Jumpstart is that if God is so elaborate and intentional in creation, then how much more must he be so in his relationship with us? As God spent five days creating and forming the earth before placing us in it, there is intention and purpose for each relationship, experience, and decision that has occurred in my life. How fitting, then, that a week later i was invited to move to Dykstra and help lead BCM? Too many times i downplay events in my life that are actually significant. Too rarely do i stop to ask God and reflect on how or why things are happening in the context of all that has already occurred in my life. And for this reason, it is too often that i say "No" to God or consider myself incapable. God does not ask me to do racial rec without having already brought me into experiences that have challenged this area of my spiritual understanding. Neither does he ask me to give up my plans for medical school without having already shown me that my heart is elsewhere. How then, can i be one who is aware of God's intentional hand in my life both in the present and the past? And how can i be a child who welcome's God's hand when he bids me to follow him in places that are hard? To live with the understanding that even the great leaps of faith he asks of me are never blind, if i would only stop to see that his hand has already been constantly crafting and forming both me and my experiences.
...to be continued...
Monday, 11 May 2009
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Genesis.
What I was convicted of while studying Genesis last weekend:
When we try to redefine what God has intended for good, we only corrupt the beautiful and lavish things He wants to give us.
Blog necessary. Soon enough i hope...
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God created and intended good things for us.
But how do i know what is good and from God?
I made a list today of the structures and commitments i have for the week and how much time i spend in each.
It came out to SIXTY hours. That's sixty hours just of scheduled-in, im-supposed-to-be-at-these-things, commited-to-on-a-weekly-basis kind of things.
SIXTY hours of class, small groups, discipleships, prayer meetings, a gig, catalyst, and meetings.
This doesnt even include sleeping, walking to and from each place, eating, studying, planning for any of these things, all the random birthday surprises that are going on, missions stuff, and much else.
Sixty hours out of 120. HALF of my time in the week is scheduled in and blocked out. Thats far more than a full time job.
So factoring in estimations for walking, sleeping, showering, and eating, it's about another 48 hours per week.
this leaves me with less than 15 hours in the week of "free time" in which i can study, do admin stuff, plan for my meetings, exercise, spend with God, do homework and labs, pray, nap, paint, and whatever else happens to be on my plate.
But even these hours get filled with people who need to talk, want to catch up, or need a favor.
And yes, it's absurd. I know. I've realized.
But all year long i have been trying to figure out, what do i cut out of my schedule?
Everything currently in it, is good. or at least i think it so.
There IS joy in discipling, praying, leading, being in community, and visioning -- which essentially (besides school) are the essence behind everything structured into my schedule.
So God, what is good? How do i prioritize things that are all good?
Because as things are now i am tired. It is hard to live a life where i wake at 8, leave my room by 9, and (on a good day) get back to my room at 11.
If small group and prayer meetings weren't in my room, i wonder how much time i would even spend here.
I know the year is almost over and i could just 'tough it out.' But i want to learn how to discern what is good and of God and how he wants to bring me joy.
Monday, 16 February 2009
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I just had one of the most trippy experiences in recent memory.
So i was up last night into the early hours of this morning and at some point realize the insanity of my sleeplessness and decide that i will finish typing up notes for one more lecture before going to bed.
At some point i end up falling asleep on the couch. When i wake up, i hibernate my laptop then go to bed.
Just now i sat back down to finish typing notes. I opened my word document and find the following:
The two sentences in the green box read:
o Hear that people here will be running some other sourse near jessica’s car.
Tradition will not be carried on, but sunset may need that to be the case
Two, randomly typed sentences in the midst of my marine bio lecture notes on light, salinity, and depth. Though one is out of context and a little weird, both sentences are actually complete sentences. and its funny that i even hit 'enter' then 'tab' before typing that second sentence...
The first is a little random. Im not sure if theres any significance to it. But Jess Pham's the only jessica i know with a car... so maybe i should warn her about people 'running some other source' near her car...
That second sentence, however, is incredibly profound.
That tradition will not be carried on is already decided for me in that i wont be staying in sunset. But as i pass it on it will be good for the leaders to step into new things and make the ministry their own. And as much as it would be hard for me to see traditions change or die down, it will indeed be good to see sunset change and grow and engage with God and community in new ways.
Now i've heard of prophetic dreams before... but this? what is this??
oh the things that happen late at night...
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Beauty From Pain
I still will remain
After I've cried my last
There'll be beauty from pain
Though it won't be today
Someday I'll hope again
And there'll be beauty from pain
You will bring beauty from my pain
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