Saturday, December 31, 2005

Decorations, Lamps, And A Greek Dinner

Today was really busy.

Shortly after 10am I picked up my friend CM and we went shopping for my New Year's Party tomorrow night. I'd asked her previously if she'd be willing to help with party preparations, and (good for me!!!) she'd said yes.

So we went to the $1 store and bought some decorations, and afterwards we went to a grocery store to get some more items. We figured the rest of the stuff we could get tomorrow morning.

Afterwards, we went to Ikea. We arrived by 1pm, and ate lunch there (and I had a grrrrrrrreat coffee). Then we looked around a little. We both needed some lamps, and I found a nice one for just $20.

The highlight of the day, however, came when I went to Abbotsford in the evening, to AJ&CL's. We met up for a Greek dinner there with AJ&C, JH, and our two guest visitors ML & M?. RS and MB couldn't make it. We had a super good time. Here is a group pic we took:

Greek Dinner

I got home after 1am. Now, bring on the new year!!!

Friday, December 30, 2005

Devastated

I'm devastated.

I had lunch with AEK today. She does not want to be my friend any longer.

I can't believe it.

Monday, December 26, 2005

I'm A Pro

Today I bought myself a Christmas present. My grandmother - God bless her soul - left some of her savings with her grandchildren before her death, and as a result, I was able to buy myself a wonderful new digital camera.

Over the past few years I've developed an interest in photography. I like carrying my camera around to different places and take pictures. Whether it's shots of God's wonderful creation such as gardens or mountains, or whether it's beautiful churches or gatherings with friends and family, I love taking pictures of meaningful moments.

I want to continue developing this interest; who knows, maybe it's a gift. It's a creative outlet. Maybe I'll take a photography course, and one day in the future I can help others develop this interest too.

So, from the *PowerShot S100:








To the *Pro1:










* Photos taken from the Canon website.

A Rainy Christmas Day

Today was a very rainy day. Except for the emptiness on the streets, it didn't feel like Christmas at all. I didn't go to church in the morning, because I went to the 11pm service last night, and stayed up late afterwards. Actually, CM and RS came over for some port wine and blue cheese, and I'm glad they did, because we had a really special time together.

But I did get to visit with people, and that's something I enjoyed.

Early afternoon I visted my friend ML, who arrived from Japan a week ago. She invited me to a family lunch. It was good to see her family again. Her mother cooked an amazing meal. She also introduced me to her uncle who was visiting from Eritrea. He was an interesting and very educated man, very smart, but he talked way too much. And he had an odd obsession with Apple Computers (for freaks sake people, it's a computer!!!) It seems to me that every family has an "uncle" who talks too much. Regardless, the L's invited me to come to an Ethiopian dinner on the 28th, so I'm very much looking forward to that.

Late afternoon I went to Abbotsford to visit with my relatives. I actually had no desire to go whatsoever. Whenever I visit with relatives I feel like I'm entering a "timezone" or "world" that's totally and utterly different and unlike mine. But anyways, I need to continue to deal with it, and accept them for who they are. I've no right to judge. One thing we did that I loved was sing hymns. At special occasions like Easter and Christmas, we always sing, and I love that. Partly because the hymns we sing are so beautiful and meaningful, but also, because our family has a great tradition of good musicians.

Late in the evening I went to visit JR, who came home from the Philippines for Christmas. She's been a missionary in Cotabato for the past two years. She has another year to go, but one of her financial supporters decided to pay for a trip for her to come home for Christmas. How cool is that! She told me how God's faithfulness has been so amazing during the past two years, and that was really good for me to hear. It's true: it's hard to realize and comprehend God's faithfulness when you're living in a place that has everything, when all your needs are met, and where no threats are evident. But, this security is really false and fleeting. Anyways, it was good to catch up with her. I hope to spend some more time with her before she returns to the Philippines.

All in all, this was a good day. I'm disappointed I didn't go to church in the morning, but spending time with friends and family is also a discipline worth cultivating.

Saturday, December 24, 2005

O Holy Night!

O Holy Night!
The stars are brightly shining
It is the night of the dear Saviour's birth!
Long lay the world in sin and error pining
Till he appear'd and the soul felt its worth.
A thrill of hope the weary world rejoices
For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn!

Fall on your knees
Oh hear the angel voices!
O night divine
O night when Christ was born!
O night divine
O night, O night divine!

Led by the light of faith serenely beaming
With glowing hearts by His cradle we stand.
So led by light of a star sweetly gleaming
Here come the wise men from Orient land.
The King of Kings lay thus in lowly manger
In all our trials born to be our friend.

He knows our need
To our weakness is no stranger
Behold your King, before Him lowly bend!
Behold your King, before Him lowly bend!

Truly he taught us to love one another
His law is love and his gospel is peace.
Chains shall he break, for the slave is our brother
And in his name all oppression shall cease.
Sweet hymns of joy in grateful chorus raise we
Let all within us praise his holy name!

Christ is the Lord
O, praise his name forever
His power and glory evermore proclaim!
His power and glory evermore proclaim!
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Original words in French by Placide Chappeau de Roquemaure, 1847. Translated into English by John S. Dwight.

Suckers For Jesus

Tonight was my "Christmas Enchiladas and Sangria" party. I invited 15 of my family-less friends for a Mexican-themed (well, in terms of the food anyways) Chirstmas dinner. Eleven people came, which in my mind is a good turnout.

Early afternoon I met with my friends RC and CM, and went to Commercial Street to do some last-minute shopping for the party. We went to the $1 store to pick up decorations, and afterwards we dropped in at a few grocery stores to pick up food.

By mid-afternoon we were back at my place, cooking up a storm. On the menu was the following: enchiladas, rice, refried beans, and sangria. For dessert we had several yummy apple-crisps. RC and CM prepared the meal, CM did the decorations, and I made the sangria and did the general clean-up before the party.

CM and RC .. the party-prep team:
Are we really preparing Enchiladas?

The table is set:
Chirstmas Enchiladas!

Guests arrived around 6:30, and mingled for awhile until dinner time. The food was simply awesome....my gosh, I was so astonished. We had a great time eating and conversing. After the meal we played a gift-exchange game that in my experience has always led to extreme displays of humanity's true colours: pride, selfishness, and arrogance; but in our group it seemed like we were all pacifists, and the game was (dare I say) almost boring! No one wanted to take the other person's present. Everyone was just way too gracious. Then again, it was probably just false piety: deep within we were burning with envy and jealousy.

There's a thief among us:
We have a thief among us

Finally TS wins the battle:
TS wins the battle

After the game we brought out the dessert, and had a "toast to Jesus" with sangria, where each of us shared a characteristic of Jesus we admire and seek to imitate : suffering, identifying with the "have-nots", humility, and the incarnation, were some of the traits mentioned that inspired us to following Christ faithfully. It felt strangely foreign to give a "prost", "salud", "cheers" to Jesus.

Then came the funniest part of the evening. CM brought out a bunch of candy-suckers, handed them out to us, and suggested that these suckers remind us that Christmas is about the celebration of God's entry into the world in a tiny little baby Jesus. As His followers, we too must become like little children. Someone else rightly suggested that we become suckers for Jesus. Hahaha, I thought that was rather funny, and well, true. Essentially, we are suckers for Jesus. What I found funny about the whole "sucker" thing was that it's something I would never have come up with. CM has a knack for taking simple (childish?) things and making super profound illustrations with them, all with a great sense of humour. It's a great blend of humour and theology which is something I have much to learn from.

Suckers for Jesus:
Suckers for Jesus

Suckers for Jesus (this time without suckers):
Suckers for Jesus (without suckers)

Afterwards, in typical Vancouver fashion, the party wound down quickly. It was like everyone had a revelation at the same time: "It's 11 o'clock, better get going home now." I don't get it. Whatever happened to "partying into the wee hours of the night!" If we can't party at Christmas, when can we party?

I was really blessed though, that everyone pitched in to help clean up my place. Wow! By the time everyone went home, my place was completely clean. That was a real blessing.

Thank you Lord, for special friends to spend special times with!
Bless each of them, according to your good and perfect will,
through Christ Our Lord.

Friday, December 23, 2005

Prayer And Fellowship Retreat

Today I spent the entire day at the Westminster Abbey in Mission with my friend JS. We left here at 9:40am, and arrived there by 11 o'clock.

Approaching Westminster Abbey:
Approaching

After a quick tour of the monastery, we went inside the beautiful church to watch the monks at midday prayers. Prayer time was short, about 10 minutes. Afterwards, we went upstairs to the 4th floor of the visitor's housing unit, where we discovered a beautiful little corner with couches, and a gigantic window with a gorgeous view of the Fraser Valley.

After eating our home-packed lunches, we set to having our own service from the Book of Common Prayer. J knows so much about the Anglican tradition of liturgical worship, so it was beautiful to have a full service, with just the two of us. We began with the Order of Morning Prayer, which included (among other things) the Te Deum Laudamus, the Benedictus, the Apostles' Creed, the Collects for Peace and Grace, and the Prayer of St. Chrysostom. Then we followed it up with the 3 daily Scriptures for today, based on the liturgical church calendar: Psalm 107, Isaiah 55, and Revelation 8. We closed with the Lord's Prayer, and the Grace. It was a wonderfully beautiful time of worship. This book truly is a gem of the church. Its format lends itself to communal worship the way few other books do.

Sanctuary:
Sanctuary Portrait

Then we caught up on our personal lives. I've been getting to know him this past semester, and he's a tremendous guy. It was good to share with him some of my past history, my roots, and my journey of faith.

Afterwards we did some individual reading, and then we went for a quick walk. Upon our return to our little corner on the 4th floor, we drank mate. J and his wife A have actually been to Paraguay before, so he was delighted to drink this traditional drink.

At 5:30 we went to the evening vesper prayers in the church. This session lasted 40 minutes, and it was beautifully reverent, solemn, quiet, and oh so peaceful. I got goosebumps listening to the angelic tones of the gregorian chants.

Architecture:
Architecture

Throughout the day we discussed various topics: the purpose of theology (LOVE GOD MORE!!), traveling, Eucharistic theology, Charismatics, California, family histories, Anabaptists, Vancouver-rain, monks, Orthodoxy, and of course, mate.

We arrived at home at 7pm.

Thursday, December 22, 2005

The Next 11 Days

Here are my plans between today and January 1st:

12.22.05
* Visit Westminster Abbey in Mission with JS: pray, meditate, fellowship, read, listen to the monks pray
* Rearrange bedroom
* Download pictures to computer

12.23.05
* Massive clean up of Cub's place
* Shopping for Cub's Christmas Enchilada & Sangria Dinner™
* Cub's Christmas Enchilada & Sangria Dinner™

12.24.05
* Order tickets for the World Cup
* Christmas shopping
* File paperwork
* Holy Communion

12.25.05
* Holy Communion
* Christmas with relatives in Abbotsford (Lord have Mercy!)
* Download loads of pictures

12.26.05
* Boxing Day Sale: Buy Digital Camera on sale
* Buy white turtleneck
* Research flight tickets to Los Angeles (January), and Germany (May, June)

12.27.05
* Meet with AEK
* Take inventory of personal library
* Read Imitation of Christ, History of the Church of England

12.28.05
* Read: Imitation of Christ, History of the Church of England
* Pay bills, taxes, parking fines
* File paperwork

12.29.05
* Read: Imitation of Christ, History of the Church of England
* File paperwork

12.30.05
* Get-together with 'the gang': RS, JH, MB, AJ&CL. Guest visitor: ML
* Shopping for Cub's New Years Party

12.31.05
* Another cleanup session of Cub's place
* Shopping for New Years Party
* Cub's massive New Years Party

1.01.05
* Sleep
* New Year's Day Service

Other things that I will surely do: chat online with FL, take loads of pictures (especially after I buy the new camera), visit with ML who is visiting from Tokyo, watch Narnia: The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe, drink mate and coffee, and make time to visit with other friends

Monday, December 19, 2005

Calhoun's

Today was a really good day, because I finally got to speak with AEK. We met at Calhoun's for coffee. It was so good to see her. I've really missed her. It was the first time I'd seen her since September 13th.

We spent 3 hours together catching up. We talked mostly about our last semester, and the challenges and difficulties we both encountered. Then we began talking about our past, and it didn't take long before we were both crying. The fact that this took place in a bakery/cafe with other people around didn't bother us at all. I like it when I'm so caught up in something that the rest of the world becomes meaninglessly peripheral.

We both explained ourselves, our actions, and our frames of mind. I told her that my goal in meeting her was one thing: to reconcile and begin a new friendship. Getting to know each other afresh could be very meaningful for both of us, perhaps in a way that's even more profound than our relationship ever was. I've not shut the door on a future relationship with her. In fact, seeing her today made me realize how much I appreciate and miss her.

At the same time, it's still very evident that she's a broken person. I really messed her up. She doesn't trust me, and why would she, sometimes I don't even trust myself!! She said she'd think about our conversation before responding. We agreed to meet again next Tuesday, the day after Boxing Day.

Lord, have mercy on AEK and heal her.
Bless her and keep her in your comforting care.
Have mercy on me too, oh God.
Show me what I ought to do, and help me to do it.
Through Jesus Christ, let it be so.

The God We Hardly Knew

No one can celebrate
a genuine Christmas
without being truly poor.
The self-sufficient, the proud,
those who, because they have
everything, look down on others,
those who have no need
even of God - for them there
will be no Christmas.
Only the poor, the hungry,
those who need someone
to come on their behalf,
will have that someone.
That someone is God.
Emmanuel. God-with-us.
Without poverty of spirit
there can be no abundance of God.
_____

A suitable poem for the 4th Sunday of Advent, by Oscar Romero. Come Lord Jesus, Come!!!

Sunday, December 18, 2005

Three Weeks Without A Shave

I've been receiving different reactions and feedback to my beard. Women compliment me, saying it "looks good on me." Guys, on the other hand, tell me I look like an Amish Mennonite. I wish I knew who was telling the truth!

Well, whatever. Three weeks without a shave. Actually, that's not entirely true. Earlier this week I had to "fix" up my beard a little, because it was starting to look a little unkempt.

The itchiness is also over. Well praise be!!! On the other hand, I find myself playing with my beard a lot, rubbing my fingers through it. Not sure why. I'm sure psychologists could analyze my behaviour and attribute it to all kinds of reasons. Having said that, I'm glad I don't know any psychologists, actually, because I really don't want to deal with their nonsense.

Anyways, I think I'll shave after Christmas. That way I can say I didn't shave for a month, and have memories of a bearded Christmas.

Saturday, December 17, 2005

Another Semester Bites The Dust

My semester is finally done. I wrote my final History exam earlier this afternoon. I did well (thanks to the help of our TA) in studying Luther and Calvin, because the essay question I picked was "Compare and contrast Martin Luther and John Calvin in terms of their lives, their theologies, and their impact on the Reformation." A good and interesting topic.

Now I can relax. Finally. I'm tired, and need a break.

Thursday, December 15, 2005

Checkmarks And Stars

Wow, sometimes I'm impressed with myself. Better stop there, before I'm accused of being proud.

I finished two projects today:
- My 10 week Bible Study on Colossians is done. Ready for hand-in. I'm pretty happy with it. And I must say I learned a lot about St. Paul, and the letter to the church at Colossae!

- My book report is done too. Just finished it 10 minutes ago. I speed-read (is that a word?) through 150 pages in less then two hours. For me, a slow-poke reader, that's pretty good.

OK .. now all that's left is my final exam in history, which covers the Middle Ages to the Reformation. I'm going to prepare myself by focusing essentially on the following two themes, and then hope and pray that they will be on the exam. ;)

Here are the topics:
* - Monastic Renewals during the Middle Ages: What were the conditions under which monastic renewals occurred? How were they a pre-cursor to Martin Luther? Compare several of the renewal movements: Cluny, Citeaux, Franciscan, Dominican.

* - Martin Luther: Did he destroy the church? Reluctant Reformer? Compare and contrast with Calvin, Erasmus, Zwingli, or Simons.

Monday, December 12, 2005

Maybe I'm A Scholar After All

No .. not because of any intellectual fortitude that has suddenly come upon me, but because of:

a) the beard that's gradually filling out my lower face; and
b) my formal attire today in class.

Two buddies of mine were teasing me in class today, saying "Cub, you look like a scholar. You're wearing dress pants, a turtleneck, and you're growing a beard."

I wish I'd have known earlier that being a scholar's all about "looks." Had I known this I'd have looked scholarly a long time ago. It would probably have helped out on my grades!

Sunday, December 11, 2005

Throwing The Net Into The Sea: A Prayer

Long before your earthly arrival, Lord Jesus, the Psalmist said the following: “The Mighty One, God the Lord, speaks and summons the earth from the rising of the sun to its setting. Out of Zion, the perfection of beauty, God shines forth. May our God come, and not keep silence; before him is a devouring fire, around him a mighty tempest. He calls to the heavens above and to the earth, that he may judge his people: “Gather to me my faithful ones, who made a covenant with me by sacrifice!” The heavens declare his righteousness, for God himself is judge!

He concluded with these words from you, oh God: “Mark this, then, you who forget God, lest I tear you apart, and there be none to deliver! The one who offers thanksgiving as his sacrifice glorifies me; to one who orders his way rightly I will show the salvation of God!”

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Heavenly Father, Precious Son, and Holy Spirit: We worship you. We adore you. We praise your Holy Name; for your name is above all names, there is none like you. You are righteous. You are Good. You are the God of our salvation. We thank you for that.

We thank you that through the sacrifice of your dear Son, Our Lord Jesus Christ, our sins, and our rebellion, are wiped clean. Thank you that you cleanse us, you restore us, you heal us, and you guide us to a new life: a life centred on you.

Purify us oh God, and continue to draw near to us. Mould us to the image of your Son Jesus. Holy Spirit, we welcome you to work in our lives. We welcome you to tear down walls of pride, greed, envy, and hatred, and please replace them with generosity, kindness, joy, and love. Open our hearts to receive your love. Open our eyes, so that we may see you. Open our ears, so that we may embrace your word. Restore unto us the joy of your salvation!

Lord, in your Mercy, hear our prayer!

We pray for your church, Lord Jesus. As your bride, we pray that the church would love the world the way you loved the world, and that she would be a reminder to all, that we have not been abandoned on the wastelands of history, but that you are always awaiting us with open arms. May your church reach out in humility, truth, and love.

Protect your church, Lord Jesus. Keep her eyes focused on you, amidst so much temptation to follow the pursuits of this world. For the Anglican Church of Canada, grant repentance and a turning around in faithful obedience to you. Forgive our divisive ways, and unite us as one in your truth, so that the world may believe that you were sent by the Father. May we preach the gospel of your kingdom, for you lived, died, and rose again; and may this lead to repentance, forgiveness, and the restoration of many people.

Lord, in your Mercy, hear our prayer!

On this 3rd Sunday of Advent, we eagerly await the celebration of your birthday, Lord Jesus. We are counting down the days to that special, blessed day, when you left your dwelling with the Father, and became one of us. Lord, we are so grateful to you. We anticipate the time on Christmas Day when together with all the stars and all the galaxies we will rejoice, and with the angels we shall sing for joy, for salvation has come, hope has arrived, deliverance is here!

In the meantime, grant us strength, energy, and much peace of heart and mind. Give rest to those that are hard at work in the church, marketplace or school; embrace the lonely with your love, and touch the sick with your healing. Continually remind us of the true meaning of Christmas, dear Jesus.

We pray especially for your healing grace upon AL, K, and D and his family. Protect PC in Korea, and provide him with Christian fellowship. And we pray for the salvation of PVT, GO, and KJ. In your mercy, continue to reveal your purpose for their lives.

Finally, we quietly bring before you our individual concerns or lovedones you’ve placed on our hearts.

Lord, in your Mercy, hear our prayer!

All this we pray with thanksgiving, joy, and peace in our hearts;
In the name of our Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ.

Amen.
____
Evening Service Prayer at St. John's Anglican Church, based on Matthew 13:47-52, and Psalm 50: 1-6, 22-23.

Saturday, December 10, 2005

Two Weeks Without A Shave

Exactly two weeks ago was the last time I shaved. Wow .. what freedom, not to shave every 2nd day.

This is the longest time I've ever gone without shaving, since my teens. I feel like congratulating myself, patting myself on the back. Why I'm not sure, but somehow I feel I've accomplished something.

Oh the little things that amuse me.....

Friday, December 09, 2005

Currently Listening - December '05
















Artist: Ralph Vauhan Williams (1872-1958)
Album Title: Mass in G Minor (with the Westminster Cathedral Choir). CD includes Judith Bingham's Mass (with the Westminster Cathedral Choir and organist Robert Quinney). Master of Music is Martin Baker.
Producer: Hyperion Records
Release: 2005.

Thursday, December 08, 2005

An Encounter At The Stairwell

It's 9:37am. I'm walking up the stairs in a hurry, on my way to class. I see someone else coming down. I look up, and realize it's her. No one else is around.

We make eye contact. At first we both look away in a mixture of surprise and uneasiness, but then we look at each other again. This time we both smile. But we continue our journeys, passing by each other without saying anything.

Then in the matter of a split second, I decide to break the silence. I have something to say.

Cub: "A, do you have a moment?"
AEK: "Ok."

I run back down the stairs. There's still no one else around. We're alone in the stairwell.

Cub: "Can we talk briefly?"
AEK: "OK." She smiles.
Cub: "My heart's burdened." My voice cracks. I fight back emotion, even tears.
AEK: "Yeah, I was going to call you."

Silence and nervousness, for about 5 seconds.

Cub: "When could we talk? Do you want to wait until next weekend, after all our assignments, exams, and papers are done?"
AEK: "Yeah. Sometime over Christmas."
Cub: "Ok. Have a good day."
AEK: "You too."

We both continue on our ways. I arrive in class, in a bit of a frenzy. For about 15 minutes, my eyes must have been glazed: trying to make sense of the brief encounter.

She looked good. She looked beautiful.

History!

My history paper's done, finally!!! I handed it in this morning.

It was actually a bit of an ordeal to get it all done. My original idea was to write about how the central aspects of Christian worship - Holy Communion and Preaching - changed from the Early Church to the Reformation.

I went to see my professor about it, and her respone was luke-warm. I really like her - she's very kind, humble and gentle, yet brilliantly smart - yet somehow her response deflated me. She suggested I take my research in a different direction. She didn't want me to just drop down facts on a paper. She didn't want a survey of Christian history. She wanted me to make a statement, a thesis.

So I did a ton of extra research, based on her suggestions. Yet, I didn't want to give up on all my ideas either, so I ended up blending both, and I'm not sure that was such a good idea.

In the end, a paper that was supposed to be 3,000 words turned out to be close to 6,000!! I edited it 3 times, and deleted over 1,000 words. My final copy had 4,100 words, still much over the accepted limit. But I decided to hand it in anyways. Editing is such hard work, and I'd already spent so much time on it, that cutting out even more felt like cutting out the very core of me, since I'd put so much work into it.

Anyways, it's done. My history paper's history.

Monday, December 05, 2005

Long Ago, Prophets Knew Christ Would Come

1.
Long ago, prophets knew
Christ would come, born a Jew,
Come to make all things anew;
Bear his People's burden,
Freely love and pardon.

Ring, bells, ring, ring, ring!
Sing, choirs, sing, sing, sing!
When he comes, when he comes,
Who will make him welcome?

2.
God in time, God in man,
This is God's timeless plan:
he will come, as a man,
Born himself of woman,
God divinely human.

3.
Mary, hail! Though afraid,
She believed, She obeyed.
In her womb God is laid:
Till the Time expected,
Nurtured and protected.

4.
Journey ends! Where afar
Bethlehem shines, like a star,
Stable door stands ajar.
Unborn Son of Mary,
Saviour, do not tarry!

Ring, bells, ring, ring, ring!
Sing, choir, sing, sing, sing!
Jesus comes, Jesus comes,
We will make him welcome!

-----
Words by Fred Pratt-Green.

Tuesday, November 29, 2005

I Knew It!

I knew it was going to snow today! I think I'm a prophet (more on that another day, maybe tomorrow). I love, love, love the snow: it brightens my soul to the very core!

Here are some pictures I took upon arrival at Regent College today:





























Winter

Winter's here. The temperature is close to 0C, and the sky is laden with thick, white clouds. I walked outside tonight briefly, and it seems that it will snow very soon. Perhaps even tonight.

Come snow come! I welcome you with open arms!

Sunday, November 27, 2005

Centre of Worship

I've been doing research on the history and nature of Christian worship for the past 2000+ years, and have learned the following:

* in the early church, the centre of Christian worship was Holy Communion and Preaching;
* in the middle ages, the centre of worship became the administration of sacraments; preaching fell by the wayside;
* during the reformation, Holy Communion has become a mere "memorial" afterthought, in favour of preaching.

Personally, I think the centre of Christian worship should be Holy Communion, because the act transcends my mood, my opinion: Jesus died and rose again, and focusing on that reality is an act of worship that far transcends any mood or opinion.

If preaching becomes the focus, then my attention too often is turned to the preacher: what he says, what he doesn't, how he says it, his sense of humour (or lack of it), his mood, his opinions, his theological views, and the list goes on and on. The key is that he - not Christ - becomes the centre of attention. Or conversely, if I'm in a bad mood, or if I disagree with his views or opinions, again, I'm focusing not on Our Lord, but on myself.

By making Holy Communion the central act of Christian Worship we can never go wrong, becasue the focus will always be on Jesus Christ.

That has been a revelation to me over the past few days.

Saturday, November 26, 2005

Booksale

Today was one of the classic events we have at the Regent College Bookstore every semester: the midnight madness sale. The bookstore is open until midnight, and all kinds of books are on sale. I always go there, and end up hanging out until, well, midnight.

Problem is, I go there with no real goal. I know that there'll be lots of great books on sale, but because I don't really know what books I need, and because I have a healthy dose of prudence that prevents me from needlessly spending money, I come home pretty much empty-handed every time.

Aside from the booksale, I did three other things today:

* met with JW for breakfast. He's getting confirmed at our church next Sunday, and I've had the privilege of journeying alongside him for the past few months.

* research, research, research. I had a minor setback with my professor yesterday. I met her to discuss the paper I plan to write, and she was not as happy about my direction as I was hoping she would be. She suggested some changes to my plans. Frustrating......

* dinner with N&NJ. They're such a cool couple. I enjoy visiting them. I wish I could see them more often.

Wednesday, November 23, 2005

Crunch-Time

Over the next few weeks I will write less in my journal, because I'm just too busy with my studies. Here are the projects I have to finish in the next month:

* History Paper: "The Eucharist and the Word in Church History", 12.09.05.
* Christian Equipping and Ministry: Create a 10-week study on discipleship, 12.09.05.
* History Final Exam: 12.16.05.
* Book Report: "The Equipping Pastor", 12.16.05.

Monday, November 21, 2005

Wealth

Tonight I went to a fund raiser for the training program I'm involved with at my church. I'm astonished at the wealth of parishoners at my church. Many of them are millionaires.

I have a problem with that. It seems anti-gospel to me, to be a Christian and wealthy.

Then again, it's easy for me to say that. My very mouth is being fed by these wealthy people, who generously support this training program, and who pay my monthly stipend.

In addition to that, my earthly father's riches are also sustaining me. They have done so since the day of my birth.

So, while I have an idealistic, theological problem with Christian wealth, pragmatism, realism, and practicality of everyday life dictates otherwise.

Sunday, November 20, 2005

Friends, Family, And Fun

Tonight was a super fun night. I invited four of my best friends from Regent and took them to Abbotsford to meet my parents. We had a great time.

We arrived in Abbotsford at 6:30 (we were 30 minutes late), and shortly after our arrival dinner was served in the dining room. There was probably enough food for an entire village, but my goodness, was the food ever delicious. There were at least 4 different vegetable/salad dishes, chicken, and steak, and for dessert we had coffee, tea, pie, fruit salad, and a chocolate cake with rum.

After the meal we sat down in the family room and had a nice conversation. We talked about some good and relevant topics, including our family backgrounds, interests, and future directions.

I'm thankful for this evening. I've struggled to be happy lately, but tonight was a brightspot.

Thank you Lord for friends and family to share life with.

Below is a picture my dad took during dinner. From left to right: Mom, Cub, IYB, ML, AH, and CM:
















Maybe I should introduce my church friends to my parents too. It's good for them to know whom I spend time with.

Saturday, November 19, 2005

36

I suppose today I should post something "happy" and "joyful" because today was my birthday, but I'm feeling pretty shitty nowadays, so I can't really say this day was that special. Here's how I spent it:

7:30am - woke up, prepared breakfast, drank mate

9am - did research for my History of Christianity paper; I'm going to write on the history of Christian worship

11am - went to library to do more research, pick up more books

3pm - prepared for Fusion event, God and Film

6pm - went to church; Fusion event went well .. 32 people showed up, movie was good, discussion was also very good

11pm - Steamworks with a great bunch of friends; this was definitely the highlight of the day; it was especially good to have two of my best friends present: CM and RS. Another friend I'm enjoying getting to know, EW, was also there; unfortunately, I forgot to bring along my camera, and so I was unable to take any pics

Thursday, November 17, 2005

Low

I'm feeling really down lately. I lack confidence and as I said a few weeks ago, I feel completely inadequate.

I'm questioning my ability to do ministry in the church. I feel weak and totally insecure.

Lord Jesus Christ, have mercy on me, a sinner!

Simplicity Of Faith

Praise God! Four people attended tonight’s session on prayer. We shared a meal together, watched the video, and discussed our thoughts and questions for almost an hour. We were all on the same page, too, which was a blessing. All of the participants acknowledged the importance of prayer as a “lifeline” to God. And all of us admitted how difficult it is to “pray continually.”

After the session, a few people from the other group joined us and together went out for some drinks.

There is one challenge I will need to be sensitive to: two of our participants are not interested in “deep theological, intellectual discussions”, whereas the other two are. I definitely lean towards the latter, and need to be mindful and respectful of those who have a very simple approach to faith. Jesus said: “Truly, I say to you, unless you turn and become like children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven. Whoever humbles himself like this child is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven.” (Matthew 18:3-4)

Tuesday, November 15, 2005

Weakening The Chains Of Sin

I'm coming to realize the importance of showing vulnerability. It's in vulnerability that we show strength of character.

I met with a friend for an afternoon coffee today. He's a new Christian, and I have to say I was truly humbled by our time of sharing. In the matter of an hour, he opened himself up to me - completely - warts and everything.

I'm amazed at his life: story after story of sexual and alcohol abuse, and marital troubles too. What amazed me most was his openness about his problem with lust. Simply amazing. He said "Every time I tell someone about this problem, the chains of sin are weakened." Wow. How true. The more we confess our sins to one another, the more our slavery to sin is exposed, and the more open we leave ourselves to the healing powers of others in the Holy Spirit.

We talked about the church, and her inability or unwillingness to recognize how prevalent sexual brokenness is among Christians.

We closed in prayer, and decided to meet again. I look forward to it. I have a lot to learn from him.

Saturday, November 12, 2005

Remembering Rememberance Day

Rememberance Day has never meant much to me, because I grew up in a pacifist Christian denomination.

I'm not sure how I feel about this. This is an issue that I've never thought about much. I haven't "personalized" this particular theological point of view.

Books, Brunches, And Boxers

Today I basically did three things: 1- study; 2- brunch with RC in Richmond; and 3- dinner with mom and dad.

1- Studying went fine. I'm quite enjoying the book I'm reading for one of my classes. I'll post it on my cubsseeds blog soon.

2- Brunch with RC went fine too. We made scrambled eggs, sausages, and toast. I also made one of the best coffees I've made in a long time. We also studied, so the afternoon had a nice balance of friendship and hard work.

3- Dinner with mom and dad went fine. Dad and I had our usual good discussion, and mom and I had our usual tussle: she does not respect my wish to live simpler. Everytime I see her she showers me with gifts, money, underwear, blankets, and who knows what else. I don't understand it, and I'm getting increasingly unnerved by it. When is enough enough?

Thursday, November 10, 2005

A Good Session

Today we had a great Christianity Explored session. Praise God! Two people came: our “faithful” returnee (JW), who continues to show eagerness to know God deeper; and the young woman (KJ) who has been wanting to come, but because of various circumstances has been unable to come.

Tonight we talked about the Holy Spirit as counsellor, guide, and comforter in the life of a Christian (John 14, 16), provider of “peace beyond understanding” (Philippians 4), and giver of a great “gift” (Galatians 5). The discussion was lively, the questions were relevant, and the interactions genuine. I also felt adequately prepared.

We talked about spending some time together in addition to our regular Wednesday nights. We agreed that after next week’s session we would go out. In addition, two participants from week one will hopefully return. They spent the last three weeks travelling through Israel.

Before our meeting tonight I had a meeting with my mentor, JEE. We had a good discussion about personal as well as faith matters. I’m thankful.

Monday, November 07, 2005

Lately...

...I've been missing AEK like crazy. I miss her friendship. I miss her company. I miss her steadfastness. She was always so accepting of me and who I am.

I still wonder all the time why I couldn't accept her. Surely it's because of my shortcomings, not hers.

I've even considered "winning" her back. But I must resist, because I need to discern why I miss her. Do I miss her because I'm lonely? Or do I miss her because I genuinely care for her?

I have not contacted her or heard from her since I received her letter a month ago. Even though we go to the same school, I never see her; she makes a point of avoiding me like the plague. Everytime I see her I still want to talk to her, but I need to respect her request for distance.

Sunday, November 06, 2005

The Elephant Analogy

Two days ago on my way home from work I had a conversation about God with my coworker CG. She knows I'm a follower of Jesus Christ, and she respects that, but she believes that truth (ie - God) is unknowable. Furthermore, she believes that all religions are equal, leading to God. She gave me the following analogy to explain her point:

Four blind men discover an elephant. They grope about, seeking to understand and describe the elephant. One of them grabs the trunk, and concludes the elephant is "a snake." Another one, grabbing the tail, says "It's a rope." The third one has a hold of the leg, and describes it as "a tree." The last one, feeling the side of the elephant says "I think the elephant's a wall!"

She continued by telling me that this analogy is descriptive of all the religions of the world. Just as all four blind men are telling the "truth" about the elephant, so all religions are "right " in explaining their experience of God. The conclusion follows, that all religions are equally valid, and no one religion can claim itself to be the "unique holder of truth."

I've heard this analogy before, and I've heard the "rebuttals" to it, but at the time of our discussion, try as I might, I could not think of the right response. Since then I've reflected a little, read a little, and talked to a good friend, about an "appropriate answer" to this analogy. Here are the three places the analogy breaks down. Hopefully I'll remember this the next time I'm in a similar situation.

1) The elephant. The blind men are attempting to describe something real and factual: an elephant. The elephant is a certain way, and not another, irrespective of our opinion. Elephants are what they are, and to describe them as other than what they really are is erroneous. The same can be said of God. God has certain attributes or qualities, whether we believe it or not, and to deny these attributes is a mistake. Therefore, not all descriptions of God - or elephants, for that matter - are equally valid. Some are true. Some are false.

2) All four men are mistaken. They were describing an elephant, not a snake, a rope, a tree, or a wall. Their opinions are not equally true - in fact, they are all equally false! In terms of pluralism, the best the analogy can do for us is prove that all religions are false, not true! Applying this analogy to God, at best, we could describe what God is not. God would then be the sum of our misconceptions about him!

3) The men are blind. This is the most important point. The analogy leaves out any account of special revelation. The dynamics of the analogy would change completely if a "fifth man", a credible man with sight, were to come and describe the elpehant as he really is. The same is true for God. The truth about God could be known if someone was to reveal who God is. Jesus Christ claimed to be this "fifth man" who could see. He claimed to be the one who could explain who God is. In fact, he made himself "equal with God." (John 5:18).

Even today, Christ speaks to us, and tells us that he "opens eyes" and shows us the true nature of God. In fact, this is why people - then and now - cannot accept him. He claims to be "the way, the truth, and the life" (John 14:6), the "bread" that satisfies our spiritual hunger (John 6:35).

I unashamedly got these rebuttals (and expanded on them, so as to better understand them myself) from here.

Saturday, November 05, 2005

Last Day At PMC

Today was my last day of work at PMC. Well .. sort of. "Officially" it was my last day - my computer account will be cancelled, my cubicle given to someone else, and my access pass inactivated - but I've been told that there may be other opportunities for work "occasionally."
















Regardless, it has been a true blessing to be with the company so long. I began there in July of 2003. Wow .. two and a quarter years! God has been so faithful, supplying part-time work during the school year, and full-time work in the summers. I’m truly grateful, and give God all the glory for his provision.

Cub's Cubicle:















But I sense a new chapter – yet again – is beginning. I’m an intern at my church, and while the pay there is not what I’m used to, it is, nevertheless, pay. I will just have to start living within more reasonable means. This is where I feel I ought to be anyways. But I admit that giving up a well-paying job is not easy.

Cub's Cubicle 2:















But I take this as the next step in my life-pilgrimage towards the Kingdom. I just am not passionate towards HRIS work. It leaves me unfulfilled and empty inside. I want to be directly involved in kingdom-work. I want to point people towards Jesus Christ.

I was really touched by how generous and caring my co-workers were. I was blown away. Not only did they take me out for lunch, but they also gave me a $65 gift certificate for Chapters bookstore, and a $50 gift certificate for Anton’s Pasta Bar, my favourite Italian Restaurant in all of Vancouver. I was truly humbled by their generosity!

One thing I will not miss though, is work-coffee. The coffee we have at work is possibly the worst coffee on the face of the planet. I’m sure if I took a handful of mud, poured hot water, milk and sugar on it, it would probably taste similar to the stuff below.

Work Coffee:

Thursday, November 03, 2005

Pleasant Surprise

Today I received a very pleasant surprise, as at the beginning of class we received our marks from our history test a few weeks ago.

I couldn't believe it. I got an A.

I found that very encouraging. It made my day special.

Inadequate

That's how I feel tonight, after an evening of Christianity Explored at my church. I even prepared myself well for the evening: I previewed the video twice, took notes, arrived at the church early (lest I feel rushed), and met with my co-leader to talk about the topic of discussion, the church.

I'm realizing that I try to intellectuallize the gospel too much. Actually, I try to intellectualize everything nowadays, and that's surely a by-product of talking theology in class all day, everyday.

Instead of talking from the head, I need to talk from the heart. Rather than speaking for Jesus based on books I've read or issues I've studied, I need to let Jesus speak for himself through the gospels.

Lord Jesus, help me!


Thank God that he works through my weaknesses. Thank the Lord for choosing to work through my inadequacies. Thank YHWH that salvation depends not on my skill or actions, but on His sacrifice on the cross.

Thank you loving Father, for opening the door to you through Your Son. Thank you Holy Spirit for consolling and guiding me onward and forward.

Monday, October 31, 2005

A Hike In The Cold, Fog, Rain

Today I hiked the Grouse Grind con mi querida amiga Boliviana (with my dear friend from Bolivia), CM. It was cold, foggy, and rainy, but we persevered, and made it to the top. We had a nice conversation on the way up, and once at the top, enjoyed a nice snack.
















The Grind takes on a whole different character in this type of weather. Wow .. I love this pic:




















Hiking in the rain brings out the character in people too:
















Soon the Grind will be closed for winter. I've got to find a way to stay active. I miss playing fĂștbol.

Friday, October 28, 2005

No Bubble Butt

I'm like my brother, sister, and my dad: I have no ass. I’m convinced this is part of the reason my mom tries to (over)feed me every time I visit my parents. She thinks I'm too skinny.

But I agree with AEK, who used to tell me "better a flat butt than a bubble butt.”

The picture below was taken two weeks ago, by my good buddy ML, while I was washing dishes at Regent. Our Community Group was on kitchen duty after "soup lunch."

Thursday, October 27, 2005

Coyote In My Backyard

Last week I saw a notice in my mailbox about what to do if we see a coyote in the neighbourhood. I thought to myself "What a waste of advertising money. There are squirrels, skunks, even raccoons, but, coyotes? Please..."

Then yesterday as I was eating dinner I noticed the following:




















Tuesday, October 25, 2005

Two Essay Questions: The Early Church And Augustine

I just came back from handing in my History exam. I wrote it this morning, 8am. It went well. I had the option of answering 18 short answer questions and an essay, or just two essays. I picked the latter.

Here are the two questions I picked, as well as some (very short) answers:

* What is gnosticism? What is Marcionism? What impact did these have on the early church?

Gnosticism: a popular belief in the 2nd and 3rd century that all matter was evil; a special messenger is needed to "awaken" our spirit to a "higher life."

Marcionism: the belief that Jehovah in the Hebrew Scriputres was not the same God that Jesus called "Father." Marcion disregarded all Scriptures, except for Luke and the Pauline letters. He got rid of any reference to the Jewish Scriptures.

Early Church Response: The early church created the Apostles' Creed, came to a consensus on the Canon of Scripture, and affirmed Apostolic Succession.

* St. Augustine (354-4430) adhered to two other religions before converting to Christianity. What were they and what did they believe? After conversion, what did Augustine do?

Manicheism: reality consists of two principles: "light" (spiritual) and "dark" (material). The human endeavour was to separate light from dark, and prepare our spirit for for its return to the realm of pure light.

Neo-Platonism: a supreme being created a spiritual world, and one of the lower spirits created matter by mistake. The human endeavour was to "face" (or get near) the goodness of the supreme being, thereby avoiding evil.

After conversion, St. Augustine devoted himself to defending the faith against Manicheism, Donatism, and Pelagianism.

Note: After the Apostle Paul, Augustine is regarded as the greatest theologian of the church (well, the Orthodox Church thinks otherwise). His greatest works are the Confessions (an autobiographical prayer to God), and City of God (in which he argues that there are two types of cities: the city of God built on love of God, and the earthly city built on love of self).

Apple Crisp And History

I've been studying much of the day today, for a History of Christianity exam I'm writing tomorrow. The exam will cover the time spanning from the Apostles to the time of imperial restoration and church decay.

I began writing down a comprehensively incomplete history of Christianity in today's posting, but decided that it was impossible to cover the first 800 years of Christianity in one posting. I squeezed it into 2 pages of a Word document though, which is actually quite a feat!

Anyways, I think they'll be great study notes.

Oh, and as I'm studying, I'm eating my own freshly baked apple crisp. I baked it tonight, and it is very yummy!!!

Sunday, October 23, 2005

A Good Weekend

I had a busy but good weekend.

Friday night I went to a Fundraising dinner with my friends JW and PW.

Yesterday I studied all morning - got a lot done! In the afternoon I went hiking with IB and CM. In the evening I went to a prayer meeting in Surrey, with EL, ML, his fiance L, OS, and IB. It was encouraging.

Today I got up early again and studied, before going to the 11am service. Then I went out for lunch with RS, and afterwards I studied, until 6pm. In the evening I went to church. I was very encouraged.

We sang "In Christ Alone" twice today, once in the morning service, and once in the evening. I was so blessed by it. Everytime I sing that song I'm overwhelmed and touched by the Holy Spirit.

Praise be to God the Father, in the Spirit, through the Son!

Wednesday, October 19, 2005

Vow Of Poverty

This morning I worked until noon, before heading off to church for a meeting in preparation for tonight’s Christianity Explored course at our church.

I’m winding down my time at work, I’ve only got a few weeks left. I’ve been training a new person to take over my duties. I’m a little torn about it. On the one hand, not working at PMC will give me time to do the things I really have a passion for: pointing people towards God. But on the other hand, God doesn’t really pay well, so my lifestyle will need to change.

Actually, it’s probably a good thing God doesn’t pay well, because if He did, I’d be more excited about the “work” than “His work.” I’d lose focus on what’s really important.

In the evening I helped teach at my church. One of the topics we discussed was Mark 8. In it, Jesus tells us to “deny ourselves”, and “take up our cross.” We asked ourselves in our context, what does it mean to deny ourselves and take up our cross? One of the participants said: “I think there’s nothing wrong with being rich. God wants us to be happy.”

On a superficial level, perhaps she’s right. God wants us to be happy. And God wants to bless us (financial blessing may be one of the many ways he chooses to bless us).

But, the more I read Scripture, the more I become convinced that a “vow of poverty” is a part of being a Christian. At least in our context: the wealthy western hemisphere. God does not require us to be poor, but our society of wealth and prosperity has so affected our lives and our lifestyles, that I really believe we’ve lost the meaning of it all. We’ve lost our focus. We’ve lost what it means to be Christian. Perhaps in order to be a Christian here in the West, we ought to subscribe to making due with less.

Because as it is, Christians are like everyone else. There’s nothing that sets us apart from others. We don’t look different, we don’t act different, and many of us don’t even live differently. But hey, we’ve got “Jesus in our heart”, and I guess that makes everything ok.

I think we’ve got it wrong. Way wrong. The gospel is radically different. The early church knew this, and lived by it. The reason monasteries sprang up everywhere around Europe during the Roman Empire was because Christians were becoming rich, and began being associated with the “high and mighty.” People who couldn’t go along with this ended up going to monasteries and building “alternative communities.” At least then the unbelieving world could see that there was a difference.

Perhaps if we started to voluntarily choose the way of poverty, unbelievers would realize that Christians really are different. The problem is, I’m so consumed with myself, I’m so selfish, and I’m so money-hungry, that I find it hard to share a loaf of bread with my neighbour, nevermind adhering to a life of poverty.

Tuesday, October 18, 2005

Gloriously Sunny Day

The sun shone brightly today, drying up all the leaves that are lying on the ground. Every step I took was pronounced by a loud “crack”, as I stepped on the leaves.

Sunday, October 16, 2005

A Promise

Hahaha...sometimes I love God's sense of humour, especially in light of Thursday's, Friday's, and yesterday's postings!!

A friend of mine from church invited me for a luncheon today. She also invited a few of her friends who are asking themselves some very important and meaningful questions about life; important spiritual questions about God, life, death, etc. The reason I was invited was to connect with others and offer friendship.

So far, so good.

Most everyone there was married, except for two people: a beautiful woman, J, and .. uhmmm … me.

After doing some small-talk with others, I finally met J.

We had quite an interesting conversation. We talked about all kinds of topics: her work, my school, faith, food, apartments, travelling, and childhood. My eyes were stuck on her like glue. I’m pretty sure I smiled the whole time we spoke. I don’t remember (my memory is cloudy), but it is quite possible that I was drooling too.

As our conversation proceeded, I increasingly felt like we had a genuine connection. My heart was beating like a drum. I felt my blood rushing through my veins. I felt euphoric.

At the end of the luncheon I was faced with the dilemma: “Do I or do I not ask for her phone number.” Had I met her at the grocery store, bakery, or on the bus, I’d have asked her for her phone number; actually, there’s no doubt I’d have asked her out, but I felt that because I was invited for the specific reason of being a friend to someone asking themselves difficult questions about the meaning of life, it just seemed wrong to do it.

On our way out we walked together for about a half block, before we split. As we said bye, she said that she’d come to church “sometime,” and that she'd "see me there." Knowing Vancouverites, I'll believe it when I see it.

But truth be told, in my humble opinion, we connected very well. For the rest of the day I couldn't get my mind off her. She had dark, piercing eyes, and a warm, genuine smile.

I will find a way to meet up with her again. That’s a promise.

Here are a few other things that I liked about her: she’s catholic, intelligent, soft, gentle, likes to cook, and dresses well (note: she wore boots, which is a pre-requisite if a woman wants to be known as “well-dressed”). She needs a new umbrella though, as the one she had was an ugly blue/white-striped golf umbrella. Oh and one last thing: she’s Italian-Canadian.

Pizza, Wine, And Chocolate Mousse

That's what we had for dinner tonight at AJ&CL's place. As is always the case when we get together, the food was yummy, and the conversation was thought-provoking.

Today, however, I think I managed to not offend people with something I said. Yay Cub!

After dinner we watched the final F1 race of the season. How sad .. no races for the next 4 months. I hope that even though the racing season's over, our group will continue to get together, as I really enjoy our friendship and our times together.

And oh before I forget .. when I got home, there was an email from EL in my inbox. Apparently I'm be going out with her next Thursday. :-D

Friday, October 14, 2005

Femininity

Last week I meet EL at school. She's Singaporean, very beautiful, very intelligent (speaks 7 languages!), but I think (sigh) very young.

One of the things I really like about her is her femininity. I like girls that are kind, soft, gentle, and gracious.

I spoke with her earlier this week, and had a nice conversation with her. Today I emailed her, and asked if she wanted to go out for coffee sometime next week.

Sharon

Tonight I went out with the greatest woman I have ever met. Yesterday was her birthday, so I took her out for a birthday dinner, and a movie at the Vancouver International Film Festival.

I met her in early 1999, and my life has never been the same since. I was "done" the first time I set eyes upon her. I immediately knew I was at a point of no return. If I married her I'd be the happiest man on earth, bar none. If not, the disappointment of it would be the greatest struggle I'd have to deal with in my life.

Those who know me well, know the story: between 1999 and 2001 I declared my love for SC no less than 5 times, and was rejected 5 times. In 2002 I left the country in order to deal with my brokenness. I returned in 2003, and in 2004, after not seeing her for almost two years God miraculously brought her back into my life. We re-met on the skytrain, of all places. During my time away from her I healed, by God's grace, but even after 2 years away from her, I still loved her. I again declared my love for her, and she again rejected me.

Since that last rejection, I've arrived at a place of peace about the whole thing. I've accepted her as a friend, and I know my limits. I cannot see her or talk to her often. The sight of her melts me to the core. I get whoozy. The sound of her voice surely is the sound of God's highest Angel. There is none other like her.

So yesterday I pick her up, and she lets me drive her new car to the restaurant. We park the car, go inside, and take our table. I'd made reservations for two. We order our food, and immediately afterwards, we begin catching up. After all, it's been 10 months since we've seen each other.

Her cellphone rings. She says "I'm just going to let the phone keep ringing, and when it stops, I'll turn it off, so that we don't get disturbed." The phone stops ringing. She takes it in her hand, opens it to check who called, and then turns it off. As she turns off the phone, I look at her hand.

There's a gigantic ring on her finger, with a diamond almost the size of an eraser on a refillable pencil. My jaw drops. She notices my reaction. She smiles, and says: "Awwww, you saw it didn't you. I was going to tell you about it."

So yes, there it is. She got engaged.

For the next hour she tells me about the guy she's engaged to. She tells me how they met 6 months ago, how their relationship progressed, and how much they love each other. She tells me how since she met him she feels an inner peace that she's never felt before. She tells me how kind, gentle, caring, and loving he is. She tells me how romantic his proposal was. At the end she tells me, "He's actually a lot like you. He's German, he's short, and he even looks a little like you."

I smile. I tell her I'm happy for her. I tell her she deserves such a man as she's described. I tell her that that inner peace she spoke about earlier is evident on the outside, in the way she smiles.

Inside, I feel I'm standing at the gates of hell.

After dinner we go to the movie, and after the movie we go to my car. She gives me a hug I shall never forget. I put my arms around her and hold her for a few seconds. I sense the warmness of her body. I feel the firmness of her youth. I smell her hair. It smells like heaven.

I say "It was good to see you again." She says "Yes, thank you. It's been too long." I nod my head in agreement.

I get in my car, she gets into hers. We smile and wave at each other as we go our ways.

Monday, October 10, 2005

The Beautiful Colour of Death

Today in the afternoon as I went for a walk, I was struck at the immense beauty of the leaves on our trees here in Vancouver. Rich yellows, oranges, and reds were glowing, demanding my attention. I couldn't ignore them.

Leaves on Sidewalk

Leaves in Fall

And then it occurred to me that these leaves are on their way out. Fall has begun, and as these leaves are dying, falling off trees, they mockingly scream:

"Look at us, such is our amazing design, such is our beauty, that even in our death, we're more beautiful, more stunning, than anything you could create, and more perfect than anything you could achieve."

Leaves on Ground


Sunday, October 09, 2005

Things I'm Thankful For

I've found it difficult to be thankful lately, but that's more due to my sinfulness, than to a lack of things to be thankful for. So, here, I humbly present a few things (and there are oh so many more!) that I'm thankful for:

* God's love, grace, mercy.
* Family - mom, dad, brother & sister & their families.
* Relatives.
* Friends.
* Church - truly .. as crooked, warped, bent, and corrupt as she is, I love the bride of Christ!
* Regent - godly professors, spiritual growth, intellectual challenges, stimulating friends.
* Canada - freedom, safety, weather.
* Safety & Provision - shelter (roof), warmth (bed), food (bread), drink (water, or staying with the Trinitarian theme .. wine), health (hiking), rest (Sabbath).
* Work - financial blessings --> Lord, teach me how to use your gifts.
* Transportation - VW, public transit, feet!

Ok, those are pretty obvious. Here are some a little less obvious:
* Brokenness - brings us closer to God.
* Dostoyevsky - best fiction-writer, hands down!
* Camera - I love taking pics.
* Rain - I love the smell of fresh air.
* Internet - is it idolatrous to be on the internet so often?
* Birkenstocks.
* Coffee and yerba mate.
* Fruits - current favourites are mangoes, kiwis, and papayas.
* Bread.
* Jeans - in particular, my super old and worn GAPs, and my new CMs.
* Liturgy - I love liturgical worship.

A prayer of praise from the Book of Common Prayer (62), based on Ephesians 3:20-21:

Now unto him that is able to do exceeding abundantly above all that we ask or think, according to the power that worketh in us, unto him be glory in the Church and in Christ Jesus, throughout all ages, world without end. Amen.

Ya Llegamos!

We arrived!

Today was a very special day in the world of futbol, as la albirroja secured their place at next year's Copa Mundial in Germany. Almost a month after our historic win over Argentina, we guaranteed our presence at next year's extravaganza by beating Venezuela 1-0.

The hero of the game this time was Nelson Haedo Valdez (pictured below), who scored in the 65th minute, lifting the "red and whites" over the vinotintos.














This is good news indeed, as it'll make my trip to Germany next year that much more meaningful.

In the past World Cups I didn't pursue getting tickets to see Paraguay play, choosing instead to see los gigantes del futbol (soccer giants) like Argentina, Brazil, Germany, and Italy. But I think it's time I reconnect with my roots. This time I'm going albirrojo.

Teammates celebrate the goal:




















Besides, I always thought David was more interesting than Goliath anyway!

Thursday, October 06, 2005

Anger And Vitriol

I looked up a few definitions of anger here:

* belligerence aroused by a real or supposed wrong (personified as one of the deadly sins)
* a strong emotion; a feeling that is oriented toward some real or supposed grievance
* the state of being angry

I also looked up the definition of vitriol:

* abusive or venomous language used to express blame or censure or bitter deep-seated ill will
* a highly corrosive acid made from sulfur dioxide; widely used in the chemical industry
* subject to verbal abuse

I got a letter from AEK today. I’d say her state of mind presently is somewhere between angry and vitriolic. Some of her comments in the letter were very legitimate, some outlandish. Some of her feelings are right on, others are not.

This letter was in response to a few (2) attempts I’ve made over the past month, to reach out to her as a friend.

It was a “cease and decist” letter. She wants nothing, in the plainest, purest sense of the word to do with me: no conversations, no get-togethers, no emails, no phone calls, no letters. Nada. Nichts.

She concludes: “Maybe once this process comes to an end I will be able to talk to you again, or I may not. I can’t guarantee anything.”

Tuesday, October 04, 2005

Left Wanting

I’m realizing that I’m in the middle of an intense spiritual warfare battle, waged over my very being. The Evil One has been working hard the past few weeks, nay, months.

Beginning with my disappointing Greek-learning experience in July, my knee injury and breakup with AEK in August, my grandma’s death in September, the demoralizing effect of dwindling worshipers on Sunday nights and the impending end of my work contract now in October, I feel attacked. At first I thought these connections were merely incidental, but I no longer believe they are. They are a part of a strategic move by the Father Below.

I know why he’s attacking me now, and I’ll write about that tomorrow. But suffice it to say, he’s doing a grand job:

* Jesus was a good guy, but certainly no Messiah, no God-man, no “God in the flesh.”
* Surely all religions are equal. The idea of “Christian exclusivism” is just that. An idea.
* Discipleship? What a waste of time.
* Be religious, that’s great. But this “relationship with Jesus” you keep thinking about, how lame is that…
* Check out that girl. My oh my…
* The Bible? Talk about a farce. Like the accuracy of the events in it have been preserved .. yeah right.

I’ve got news for you, Worm: You’re a fucking joke. The war’s already been fought and won, and you’ve been left wanting.

I’d suggest that you bow your knee at the feet of Jesus, because one day everyone – including you – will do it. Who knows, if you repent, there might even be hope for you.

In the meantime, in the name of Jesus, leave me the hell alone.

Monday, October 03, 2005

Who Am I?

I'm working on a project with 4 other classmates, all guys. Two of them are American, one is English, and one is Scottish (as Scottish as they come!). We're evaluating the Alpha evangelism program.

We've had two meetings now, discussing our POA (plan of action/attack), and for both meetings I noticed that I was unhappy about our meeting. Throughout both meetings I felt distant, out of touch; at times I even felt like I had a gigantic chip on my shoulders.

Been thinking about why I've had such a bad attitude during our meetings. It's strange, because I like all of the guys. They're super: I get along with them, we crack jokes, and heck, two of them even attend my church, and are doing an internship similar to mine.

So earlier today, in a rare moment of enlightenment, I think I stumbled into the answer. I noticed that in both meetings the general tone was "all business", and no "small talk," and as dumb as it sounds, that was it; that was the problem.

I realized that had I had non-Western project-mates, we probably would've talked for at least 15 minutes about personal stuff .. life, relationships, work, classes, church, friends, or politics .. before the meeting even started, and that would've completely changed the dynamics of the conversation; well, for me at least. I guess I like easing into things.

It's strange, because even though I consider myself a canuck - I'm a product of the Canadian system - some aspects about me are not Canadian at all. The above example is one of them, as I'd fit more into the 'Latin American' box.

I worked out my identity options, and they basically work out to the following:

I'm a German-Paraguayan Mennonite Canadian Anglican.
or a German-Paraguayan Canadian Mennonite Anglican;
or a Mennonite German-Paraguayan Anglican Canadian.

I like the first option the best.

Sunday, October 02, 2005

Love In A Sinful World: A Prayer

The Apostle Paul challenges us to present ourselves as a living sacrifice, holy and acceptable to God. “Do not be conformed to this world,” he says, “but be transformed by the renewal of your mind, that by testing you may discern what is good and acceptable and perfect”. (Rom. 12:1-2)

With that in mind, let us pray.

Living God:

As a community of believers, we confess that we do not bless those who persecute us; we do not always live in harmony; we are proud, we are conceited, and we often repay evil with evil. We neglect your laws, which you have generously written on our hearts, and we ignore your Holy Spirit who guides us in goodness and love. We are eager to serve you, but we are weak, easily distracted, easily mislead, and we’re often double-minded.

We repent of our wrongdoing, and we lay claim to your mercy, and to the forgiveness that you offer, through your Son Jesus Christ. We ask that by the power of your Holy Spirit you would continue to cleanse our hearts: purify us, change us, mould us. Conform us to your reality. Transform our hearts; renew our minds.

Enable us to bless others, regardless of how they treat us. Empower us to be genuine, rejoicing with the joyful, weeping with the mourning. Teach us to serve one another in humility and peace, honouring one another.

Strengthen us in the knowledge that we do not need to run away from evil. We can face it square on, for you have already defeated it, and even though there is still darkness all around us, neither tears, nor sorrow, nor pain shall see the light of day in the world to come. So we rest in your promise that we will not be overcome by evil, but rather, through your unfailing love, we overcome evil with good.

Lord, in your mercy, hear our prayer!
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It is indeed a privilege for us to labour in your vineyard, loving Father, and we are thankful for the many fruits you are bearing in our midst. (Mat. 7:17) We think of the Christianity Explored course already running in Richmond, and shortly to begin here in our church. We think of Bible Study groups and youth group activities; the upcoming Women’s Conference, and the Conference on Scripture, Culture, and Homosexual Practise; the Marriage Retreat, the Evening Service Retreat, and the Fusion Coffeehouse later this month.

We pray that you would continue to use each of these events to bring glory to your name, drawing people to yourself. Strengthen and energize leaders, helpers, and participants, guiding them in truth and love. We ask that you would open our hearts to newcomers and visitors, showing genuine care, hospitality, and friendship.

Lord, in your mercy, hear our prayer!
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We are aware that many people have not heard about the good news of salvation through Jesus Christ. We think of the Muslim world, and the feast of Ramadhan that begins this week. During this time of fasting, prayer, good deeds, and spiritual alertness, we pray Lord Jesus, that you would reveal yourself as the Alpha and the Omega, the creator and redeemer, the living Son of God who sits at the right hand of the Father.

Holy Spirit, move us to reach out to a lost world, motivated by your love within us, and not by fear. We lay claim to your word, which says that you have given us “a spirit not of fear but of power and love and self-control.” (II. Tim. 2:7).

Lord, in your mercy, hear our prayer!
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Today we also join our brothers and sisters in Malawi in crying to you for physical deliverance. We pray for rain, as famine and drought has ravaged that nation, leaving people in desperation. Give wisdom to government leaders, non-government organizations, and churches. We pray especially for Archibishop Malango, who is actively mobilizing churches to buy corn to fill the empty stomachs of men, women, and children.

Teach us how to respond to this crisis. Move us away from complacency and comfort, Lord, towards compassion and generosity, each according to his or her means and gifts.

Lord, in your mercy, hear our prayer!
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We also bring to you in silence those whom you have placed on our hearts and minds.

Lord, in your mercy, hear our prayer!
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We close with a prayer from St. Anselm:

We bring you, O Lord, the troubles and perils of people and nations:
The sighing of prisoners and captives,
The sorrows of the bereaved,
The necessities of strangers,
The helplessness of the weak
The despondency of the weary,
The failing powers of the aged.
O Lord, draw near to each,
For the sake of Jesus Christ our Lord.

Amen.
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Evening Service Prayer at St. John's Anglican Church, based on Romans 12:1-2, 14-21.

Friday, September 30, 2005

Pea Soup

I had pea soup for lunch today at my work lunch cafeteria. Now I'm not a big fan of cafeteria food, and today's soup was not otherwordly good, but it tasted good enough to make me realize that I really love pea soup.

As I ate, I thought back to the many other times I've had pea soup, and I came to the realization that pea soup's probably my favourite soup.

I like most soups: chicken noodle, tomato, and borsch. But .. I loooooove pea soup. Talk about a revelation!

I wonder whether it's easy to make...

Wednesday, September 28, 2005

Welcome Rain

Today it rained. I mentioned earlier this week that the next time it rains it will signal the beginning of the autumn season in Vancouver.

I was right.

Because besides the rain, I've noticed that leaves are falling from trees, and the ones that haven't fallen yet are displaying their gloriously rich colours and shades of yellows, browns, oranges, and reds. Definitely another sign of autumn...

I'm excited about this new season.

Monday, September 26, 2005

I Have Issues

Apparently I have issues. That's what MB told me tonight, as we talked about 'women and gender roles'. Apparently my view that a woman ought to submit to her husband makes her feel "uneasy and troubled". Piss off, is what I say.

Actually, the conversation started earlier, at AJ&CL's place. They'd kindly invited us (MB, JH, and myself; RS was unable to come) to spend a Sunday afternoon at their place to watch the F1 race, view pictures from their recent trip to China, and eat a lovely dinner together. During the dinner, we began to talk about various topics: the church, the family, the looming teacher's strike, and of course, gender roles and sexuality.

As usual, I felt outnumbered. It seems to me that my points of view on virtually every imaginable topic under the sun differ from opinions held by others. While this is not new to me - I've experienced this all of my life - I don't always deal with it very well. I'm convinced about my point of view, am not shy to state it, but when I realize that others don't share it I get uptight and defensive.

I end up saying things that don't do my point of view justice (my train of thought freezes), and worse, I hurt others and myself with the words I say. Tonight I said some things that were really inappropriate (even though I feel that my point of view is entirely legitimate). In fact, I think I said some things to AJL that I should not have said. I need to learn to be gracious, and listen to others' point of view, because as it stands I come across as self-righteous and arrogant.

Anyways, fast forward to my conversation with MB upon our arrival back in Vancouver. First off, she thanked me for sharing my points of view with the group, even though she disagreed with them. She said she couldn't understand where I'm coming from. This is especially with regards to the issue of women and submission. Here is what we argued:

I told her that I side with the orthodox, historical view of Scripture, which holds that in marriage, a woman ought to submit to her husband. The church has been influenced by our culture, viewing submission not as a God-given blessing for our benefit, but instead, rendering it outdated if not abusive. Our churches are capitulating to our culture's relentless drive to axe traditional values; we are foolishly attempting to appease to cultural dictates in order to be accepted by society, rather than living out the gospel faithfully. In addition, if a man loves his wife and treats her with Christ-like love and dignity, she'd have no reason not to trust and submit to him. Finally, I pointed towards the growth of the church in 3rd world countries, and attributed this growth in part to the faithfulness of the church in those places in upholding traditional family values based on Scripture.

Her response was that I misinterpreted Scripture, and furthermore, my language of submission was disappointing. She said my argument about siding with the historical view was weak, because throughout history women have been abused by men. Furthermore, the essence of Scripture points towards mutual submission, as this would enable us to "become who we were designed to be by God". In other words, a man who demands his wife to submit to him is just insecure about his identity, and rather than forcing her to to submit, he should deal with his insecurity. Contrary to my opinion, she did not view the 3rd world as an example to uphold, because they were "uneducated" and didn't know better. In fact, it's the responsibility of 1st world nations to educate them, in order to bring equal rights to women in that part of the world.

We talked about this for quite a while. In the end her conclusion was that I have so much to offer to someone (a woman), but as far as women and submission is concerned, I should really consider "dealing with this issue."

Deep inside I was enraged. But I tried not to let it show. I acted flustered and confused though.

She is right. This IS an "issue" for me; but not in the way she thinks it is. She thinks this is preventing me from getting a girlfiriend, and that if I was more egalitarian I'd have no problem getting a girlfriend. My response is that I have no problems getting a girlfriend. I have plenty of opportunities, thanks for your concern. The issue for me is that my convictions are such that dating North American women is neither desirable nor appealing, because there are so few women who share my convictions. This is why I want to marry someone from Asia or Latin America.

Regardless, I told her that I would give her point of view some thought, and I will keep my word.

Holy Trinity, I pray that as I seek your guidance on relationships between men and women, you would illuminate my mind by the power of your Holy Spirit, through Jesus Christ, and for His sake. Amen.

Saturday, September 24, 2005

Mirror Reflection

This afternoon mom and dad came to visit me. We had a very good evening together. They arrived from Abbotsford at 5pm exactly (they are always perfectly on time .. something I could learn from!), and shortly afterwards we walked over to Rasputin Russian Cuisine Restaurant, a few blocks away from my apartment.

The manager of the restaurant was quite friendly and talkative. After finding out that mom was born in the Ukraine, he was quite pleased, and tried to make conversation with us.

Aside from a good dinner, we had a good evening together. Afterwards we came back home, where we drank some tea and ate some of the chocolate pie mom brought from Abbotsford.

I'm pleased especially because of how dad and I are getting along. Co-existing for us has historically been difficult. Getting to know and accepting one another has been a challenge, and it has taken a lot of hard work for both of us, but I believe that we are now at a point where we accept each other for who we are. Oddly enough, the more I get to know him, the more I see myself in him. I'm realizing that when I look at my dad I'm looking in a mirror.

I've always been thankful for my mother. She and I have always connected. But I delight in the thought of getting to know dad more.

Again and again I see evidence of God's grace and mercy in my life.