ah yes, islam, the religion of "peace".. where they burn down embassies over a drawing...
well, desperation has led me to post this post in lynx
, seeing as for some reason after the lights went out this morning my X
server (ie, all the nice little graphics stuff that makes computers pretty) decided to fail on me.. and try as i might, have not been able to get it working yet.. (something about not finding a file called "fixed".. pff) anyways..
so yeah, today.. ah today.. what is it with sundays that makes them so amazing?? oh yeah.. hah, im a christian.. haha.. but seriously.. argh.. wait.. i must i12poo.. brb..
*goes to do his business*
*returns an hour later*
ok.. so as i was saying.. yeah, what makes sundays soo great? man.. ok, many things to say.. firstly.. it seems like i have now been integrated into my beloved's family. i went to her grandfather's birthday celebration. which in chinese culture means that all single people receive money from the married people, in little red covers.. if only i could tell you how much i received just for being present.. well, i can.. so i will.. if rounded to the nearest five monetary units, i received a total of one hundred monetary units
!!! yeah!! woot! isnt that just crazy? (whats crazier still is the fact that you dont realize how im typing this all up in lynx
.. ) so yeah, and oh.. we ate.. oh did we eat.. and eat.. and if a 3 course meal is the way us el-cheapo westerners do food.. then the east has us beat with no less than a, and im not joking here either.. TEN course meal
!! i was getting full at about number 3.. and there were still about 7 to go plus dessert.. which
is not just a simple little diddly doo.. its two sweet, delicious tasting diddly doos.. haha.. (what ever happened to danny boi
i ask myself.. i should email him.. yeah.. as soon as i get X
back up.. which reminds me.. i clicked on my [left] key which sent me "back" in my history as i was typing this post.. and my heart dropped.. i thought "ARGH!! stupid lynx!!! nooooo my post!" and then in anger i was going to type a post saying how lynx sucks.. and lo and behold, there was my post, waiting for me! haha.. man, lynx is great!! haha) so yeah, it was one meal after another after another.. and they were each more delicious than the next.. it was the weirdest thing ever.. plus, i got to outshine all thems yung'uns with my super chopstick dexterity.. including some left handed chopstick madness i didnt even know i had in me.. well, after all that.. there were family photo ops.. and.. THEY PULLED ME IN!! i hope i dont have to explain the significance of this..
then on the return trip from my special girl's house (aka my fiancee
(holey, i still cant believe im engaged)) i usually like to do something for my God, whether it be just write a song, or talk to the bus driver or whatever.. well, this time, God made it pretty easy.. i found a mormon tract
! yeah.. right next to some indian guy.. i asked him if it was his.. he said no.. so i said "then im going to take it.." then God poked me in the ribs.. nudge nudge.. "ah! i get it.. ok God, will do" took me a minute tho.. so i pulled the tract back out, and asked the guy casually "do you know who it is that gives these things out?" he took a look at it, and said "yes" im not sure if he was right tho.. haha.. but i took it as a chance.. and started talking a bit about mormons and how i used to have some mormon friends (who abandoned me when they saw they couldnt "turn" me.. sadly.. for i appreciated their friendship greatly) and how i am a christian and blablabla.. (haha) and i went into a bit of testimony
and managed to share the gospel with him in about 10 minutes!!! it was awesome! i havent done that in sooo long.. i had almost forgotten how good it feels.. he had to get off so i thanked him for letting me share a bit, i asked him his name, gave him mine, and he was off.. but its so great how you can just use any excuse and segway your way into sharing the gospel.. haha.. serving God is sooo easy.. it just takes a willing heart..
anyways, theres other stuff to recount (i hope thats a word in english.. cuz i aint looking for it in dictionary.com
... not now, not in lynx.. not before i click "submit"..) but ill just clue you in on this.. (ill put it on its own line.. ):
massive outreach evangelism in our troubled community
ah crap, i think i already talked about this below.. hmm.. anyways.. God has been revealing some huge things here for me and this new ministry at our church.. and especially.. our community.
(that ones for natalie mama
guys.. i have something sooooooooo huge.. sooooooooooooo huge.. lately.. ive really been asking myself about the whole "trinity" deal (nooo, not the girl from the matrix... i mean the whole triune God thing.. and its been really stickin' in there for me.. its odd.. not like that i had doubts about it.. but like it was just something i didnt understand, which is normal, as mysteries belong to God. but this is biblical, God is one, yet, how can He also be God the Father, God the Son (Jesus) and God the Holy Spirit.. and have these be 3 different persons.. and yet.. still be the same God?? well.. in writing my last post.. it came to me.. (the keen reader will have noticed i wrote "didnt" understand.. past tense)
while i must be frank and make it clear that this isnt some doctrinal truth or some "special revelation" that God has given me, it is a way to correctly understand the doctrine in a sensical way.. so here it is:
you must know that to come to any doctrinal conclusion or truth, then you must use the bible as basis, and it must not violate any part of the bible in any way. parting from that.. we must first realize why God chooses to name His persons as "Father, Son and Spirit".. well.. first think about biblical examples of such, some stuff we can gather from science, and some stuff we can observe from His dealing with us through each of these.. while still keeping in tune to the limitations set by the doctrine, ie, God is one.. and cannot be more, and there are only 3 persons, and no less or more.
in studying the hebrew scriptures (ie, the tanach also called "old testament" or "former covenant" or "old pact"...) we see something very interesting, there are references to how children are their fathers.. (i cant remember off the top of my head where, so no verses yet, but i want to submit the post soon before i forget and i really have to eat and sleep and oh yeah, DO MY ASSIGNMENT!) yeah, its a strange concept i think is applied to abraham if im not mistaken.. that he will be multiplied... hmm.. if we apply this with our science enlightened minds.. (pff) we know that indeed, children ARE parts of their fathers.. 23 parts (out of 46) to be exact.. so, we can see sort of how we can perhaps see it as us being parts of our parents that get passed on (i use a lot of ambivalent language, if only cuz im really tired and i might be talking crazy talk, and this is in need of serious research) which could explain how God the Father and God the Son can be the same, single God, while still being two different persons.. wait! that reminds me, we are referred to as being a single blood.. with adam.. yeah.. (i seriously have to put this thing together well researched) anyhooze, so that would explain the whole Father/ Son part.. but.. how about the Spirit?? well.. this one's a bit easier.. we humans are body, soul and spirit.. 3 parts.. one human.. can you see it too? well.. my spirit perhaps is not me.. but its a part of me.. without it, i have no life.. without the soul, i have no "me" and without my body.. well.. how can i walk around on earth? HOLEY! did you see that one too?? (you should be able to tell my eyes are blurry by now.. and im coming to amazing discoveries, which i hope are just as amazing when i read them after having slept a sweet 16 hours.. ) we have, body, soul and spirit! let me rephrase this so it makes sense.. Jesus has a body (yes, He still does), theres the Holy Spirit, and theres God the Father! (could we say this would be the equivalent of the soul??) so its starting to fall into place how this could very well be.. i hope it doesnt sound like doctrinal gymnastics.. but like i said.. it cant be ignored.. anyhooze, im going to have to either snooze a minute (not possible.. i would just sleep right through it.. ) or get to my assignment.. ill revisit this post soon.. hopefully with lots of nifty passages to support my claims.. but man.. if i can do this.. this would ease the minds of many a-chirstians mind.. especially my own.. hahah.. ok.. sleep time.. i mean.. uhm.. assignment time.. heh.. *zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz*
ok, i have an assignment due in 10 hours that i have yet to do, and i havent slept but this is huge here..
today, well, first of all i had a really weird dream, let me start with that.. i dreamt i was at home in my room in my house back in the other country where all my stuff is. in the dream, i cant remember exactly what happened, but there came a point where i had to leave my room and goto the washroom (bathroom, restroom) which is conveniently located right in front of my room.. so i walk in, and heres where it got really weird. i shove a sponge in my mouth. and im like clenching on to it with my teeth but it feels really weird in my mouth. it was one of those large sponges that arent all that soft, cleaning sponge, actually. so im clenching on, but as the dream progresses, the sponge progressively had been dirtier and dirtier... i cant explain really exactly, but it was like that as time went on, that sponge had originally
been dirty, and then had originally been even more dirty.. etc.. you know? as this was happenening i think my mom calls me to eat or something, from her room, which is conveniently located right next to the washroom (bathroom restroom) door.. so i cant answer and she sees i have that thing in my mouth.. i cant seem to get rid of it.. for some reason.. and just seconds later, the sponge now was a sponge that had originally been soooooooo disgustingly filthy, like.. if you are a plumber, let me explain it to you this way, you know that gross fungus that grows in the washroom sink? yeah, that one.. well, clean that up with a nice hefty sponge, and then let it dry for an hour, then moisten it back up.. thats what was in my mouth.. and i could not
for the life of me spit it out.. (and it was a pretty big sponge too, so it didnt completely fit in its entirety in my mouth) so i reach for the trash can and start gagging over it.. something horrible.. "haaaghhh" "haaughh" i felt like i was about to throw up.. and in the waking life, (real life.. etc.. ) i could actually hear myself making those sounds.. (so i think samo
.. err.. sorry, his mom
mustve been pretty freaked out.. though i think she was asleep.. ) and so suddenly, i wake up.. and holey. if i didnt find this, and im not joking, puddle
of my own drool
on my bed. and, I DONT DROOL WHEN I SLEEP! and this was a huge
amount.. i would say, if you fill a cup half way with water.. or horse drool, and then spill it slowly on the side of your bed, you would have an idea of what i was confronted with upon waking. it was insane! shocking! so i get out of bed and think "that was insane! shocking!" and i literally had to get out a towel, and place it there, under my bed cover to try and soak it up.. and i realized my throat felt awful.. it felt really sore.. of course i wake up and realize i was late for class now.. and this week has been really bad for that.. man.. seriously.. we had an assignment due on tuesday.. i didnt sleep, and i was working on that crap like crazy.. but when i got home.. i just slept.. set my alarm clock for one hour.. (so i could go to class) and put it on my desk, which i do in order to have to get up and turn it off, which always results in waking me up effectively. well.. i wake up later on that day, and i see my alarm clock next to my bed.. off
. hmm.. and i had missed pretty much all my classes that day.. so i just slept on. hah. blah.
in any case. that was tuesday. this is now thursday, and i wake up , and miss an hour of my first class.. hebrew 2000, which im just attending to catch up on all the hebrew i didnt
learn last year with that other
teacher. and then after that is my hebrew 3000.. which is the one im actually going to get a grade on (a low one if things keep going the way they are) but at least i made it to class.. to realize half the class wasnt there.. hah.. weird.
but thats not the purpose of this post at all.. oh no. ohhh no.. lemme just write this to get people's attention to read this part of the post: READ THIS PART OF THE POST
we had our meeting for our fellowship thing, and then afterwards we generally just hizz-ang (thats ghetto for "hang out") together.. and talk.. and this time i actually wanted to get home early, so i could work on my assignment (which i havent done, and is now 7am.. yes, the timestamp on posts is for when i start
writing.. minus an hour for some reason.. i have to fix that.. but not now) and i could perhaps sleep a bit.. but nah.. God had different plans.. of course, today i happened to be wearing one of my "hey look, im a christian!" tshirts.. which was pretty "coincidental" (and anyone who knows me, knows i dont believe in luck, fate, or coincidence (not even probability.. which is probably one of the reasons why that is my lowest grade at university) so.. we were just there at the food court of my university (yeah, it has its own food court
) and it was getting pretty late.. suddenly, its like midnight or so, and theres this odd scuffle.. and first i thought "ah rowdy guys.. quit messing around..." my friend (bek
) gets this look on her face, and she gets up, at which point i see that theres a third guy whipping a bag over some other poor guys head. i get up and say, "hey guys take it easy".. "guys!" and i see its two guys pummeling a third.. i know that someone is trying to take someone else's stuff.. i walk over to them (knowing full well that, given our neighborhood, one of these guys could very well be armed and willing to use it) and try to break it up saying "GUYS!" and really, (ok, my shirt is crimson and my pants are white.. oh yeah! i was wearing pants today!) without joking all i did was touch the two guys in the main scuffle on the chest to try to separate them.. i exerted no force.. and they broke away! the two guys just up and left when they saw me there.. it was really odd.. at this point i see the other guy was bleeding from his mouth.. and i picked up his earphones (plugs) and gave them to him asking if he was ok.. he was. he was also clutching a laptop.. i figured that was what it was about.. he said if his cut was pretty big, and showed me the back of his ear.. i said, "nah, its ok"... it was half an inch probably.. it was bleeding.. but nothing serious.. STILL! i asked him what happened, and he told me they had tried to steal his laptop!!!! RIGHT THERE!! RIGHT IN FRONT OF OUR EYES! there were at least 20 people in that place, many were employed workers of the university, including security. guess how many people came to help? yeah, youre reading his blog. ONE PERSON. kinda says something. i stuck around, and just kept the guy company. i think i was more shaken than he was.. and they didnt even touch me. hah. he told me he couldve taken them on.. just, he didnt want his laptop to get busted up in the process (the other guy had taken it, and was holding on to it) and i believe him.. he said he knew karate or something, and by how the other two guys had gone about this whole thing, i knew they werent the strongest (or brightest) of specimens of the human race..
and thats where the first security guy comes.. security from the pub we have here.. well, the "main" pub, as we seem to have a lot of those on campus (im not even going to touch that one). he asked what happened, they called campus security which arrived promptly, alerted the eyes in the sky (err.. the guys in the security room watching the monitors for the cameras we have all over campus) but of course, by then, the guys had fled. they said they might file a report with police, but i dont know.. (you know my experience with law enforcement agents has been less than fulfilling) anyways, i stuck around with the guy (whose name is joey
by the way) while we filled out the "security" (ahh the irony) report.. and then i suggested he take an escort home.. in case the dorks were waiting for him.. he did, but when the escort didnt arrive (or went off somewhere else) he saw a few friends and went with them.. the whole time he was very grateful for my intervention in the event (not that i did anything, i just got in there.. which caused the guys to flee) but it was just crazy. i just couldnt believe it.. we started talking about it, and i told him that it wasnt necessarily cuz these guys were evil.. but because they just hadnt felt love during their lives.. and thats where i started talking about how im (obviously) a christian, as my shirt plainly stated.. and that at my church which is at exactly the epicenter of all this stuff has placed me as leader of the new ministry of evangelism
and how we have exactly now created this massive outreach program targeted for this area, which is basically based on "love your enemy
" (which rich
came up with.. and i thought was just exactly perfect.. simple, direct, to the point, life changing... hmmm.. LIKE THE GOSPEL!!!!! and he thought it was a good thing.. and i kept telling him how we were just aiming to change our community.. so that this kind of thing didnt keep on happening.. (if i make too many typos, im really sorry.. im very tired and sleepy.. but also, for some reason, kwrite
is being really weird with the keyboard buffer.. ) so he thought it was good.. (i also bore good testimony.. being the only one who cared at all about what had happened.. and of course having been sporting my "hey look im a christian" type tshirt.. ) well, so he goes off with his friends.. cuz i told him i would stick around until he got a safe way home..
so i get back to my table where my friends.. nah, i recant, of all people, these are the 3 girls i would have no qualms as to calling them my sisters
: bek, jen
.. who were now joined by some guy i didnt know.. but he looked definately high.. and they were talking.. so i asked them why they were talking (holey, its now almost 9am.. argh.. ) and of course they answered "what else? Jesus
!" (haha we're soo christian.. haha) and so i joined in.. and immediately i saw this guy was interested in reaching for God.. (apparently, he had even been the one to approach them himself.. just out of the blue)... but there was something stopping him.. as there usually is.. he was talking about morality and rationality.. and blablabla.. i entertained the conversation for a bit, and then i had to cut right to it.. (i dont beat around the bush when it comes to these things) and i said that in my experience, what its about is never really what its about. surely enough, i was right in this case too... after some poking around, i found that as is the case with (and im willing to wager) all
he wasnt really one (he said so too.. so im not too off in this either) he believed in God.. but he had a resentment he was holding against Him.. so as is normal in the case of people in such a situation, they begin to reject Him in all ways they can.. stating the Bible is false.. that it was just mysticism, mythology or whatever.. i didnt believe he really felt that way.. the whole time i was being blunt, honest, and direct, but never judging.. (cuz really, that helps nobody) but i was being confronting to his issues he had. at one point very early on in the conversation. i mentioned death, and losing someone..
this is where it was.
i had told my girls (thats what i call these 3) before, that when you go out sharing, or talk to anyone about God.. that you have to be a doctor. a doctor sees the patient, observes the symptoms but his task is to identify the disease, and administer a cure. not
treat the symptoms
.. when you are talking (or yes, it happens.. "arguing") about things to do with God.. you cant just daddle around, you have to be precise, and make precise and correct calls. which is exactly what i did when i confronted him on this issue. i told him thats what the problem was.. (we spoke for literally like 5 hours.. everyone had vacated that place and it was just us there talking.. all of us shouldve been in bed that many hours ago.. but we were all still here.. cuz he was still here.. and while he was open to listen, we were there to talk) so i kept confronting him. talling him why he felt the way he did. why he "believed" the way he did, and when i had mentioned that thing about death? well, he shed a tear.
obviously, this was the issue. he felt something had happened (i could only conjecture as to what.. but i had a pretty good idea) he didnt see it, but i too shed my tear when i saw him. but it wasnt the time to be emotional, it was time for him to make a change.. realize he was not on the right side of the fence on this issue.. and needed to get to the other side, and see things the way they are.. i told him how it is satan that sells us these filthy lies, in the most underhanded ways.. trying to tax our happiness.. and thats how it is man.. (i do have some grammatical sense.. but in the interest of consistency i have to either apply none, or hold myself to it completely.. ) so. we spoke for hours. and by the end of the night, i came to the point where i had to challenge him (it sounds like only i was talking, but thats not the case, everyone was giving input too, testimony, advice.. etc.. quite civilly too, i must mention.. nobody talked over each other.. etc.. it was really nice!) but i challenged him and said that we could argue proof and fact all night (by the way he mentioned evolution once, and i said i didnt want to get into that, cuz i would smash it.. he mentioned it again, so i paid him the courtesy of using a mathematical, a physical (as in physics), a chemical, and a biological argument all scientifically proven (and not by me) of how evolution could not be a scientifically valid theory. ie, i proved evolution to be false through chemistry, physics, math and biology) but that would still not change his life for the better.. and so i challenged him to honestly, and with an open heart, ask God to reveal Himself to him.. and not limit it in any way. i told him how my best friend in da world (bob
) had done the same prayer and the same request of God.. saying "God, if you exist.. just show me anything" and i told him "and you know what happened?" (he gave me this look like "blabla, youre just going to say something really supernatural and hurray, your friend believes now") and i said "its not going to be the answer you expect at all.. you wanna know what happened?" "what?" "nothing." "..." "absolutely nothing.. " no earthquake nothing.. i remember when bob
told me this, and i thought to myself, i might have even asked him.. or i think i did too.. "well, what did you expect
??" haha.. i think his answer was "well, anything
" and you know what happened some time later? bob
accepted Christ! why? cuz God revealed Himself to him!! how?? well, ask him
yourself.. the thing is, if you ask of God with an open heart, He will
show Himself to you.. however.. if you are expecting something specific, then im sorry to say, you will not see it. (although God just might surprize you.. however.. i doubt it) the only reason why people dont see big signs, and i told him this.. the only reason why he
for example, had seen nothing, is because even if Jesus
"the Jee man" Himself were to materialize in front of him.. it still would not be enough.. and.. frankly.. admit it.. its true.. it wouldnt. why? cuz you dont have an open heart about it.. but.. but
.. if you admit this to yourself, and humble your heart, and ask humbly of God, with an open heart.. man.. He will BLOW. YOU. AWAY.
am i right, bob
and none of that, "do you feel a tingly feeling in your stomach?"- lies of the devil that mormons use. the things of the spirit do not mix with the things of the flesh. if you feel a tingly thing in your stomach then eat a sandwich and ask again. and God doesnt need to tickle your stomach when He would rather.. and i reiterate:
BLOW. YOU. AWAY.
so. i guess if you havent made the decision to accept Christ into your life. if you have believed the lies of the devil, (any of the many) if you have never challenged yourself. this is the time. i gave that guy (whose name by the way is jeff
) a solid guarantee, with my name on it. i said i guarantee that if he seeks with an open heart, God will reveal Himself to him, and will show him that He is the God of the Bible.. and that all that is in there is true. and He WILL change his life.. for the better. and i make that same guarantee to you reading this, if you havent already. or if you just feel like this is something you have to do. ask God to reveal Himself to you. tell Christ that what He did on the cross had a price, a huge price, nay, the ultimate
price to be perhaps cliche about it. and that He did that out of love, because you, as a sinner, are unworthy of entering His presence. we are. we are unworthy. but. because of what Christ did on the cross, we are.. and all we have to do is recognize we are sinners, accept the work of Christ on the cross as ultimate, final, sufficient and completely fulfilling the requirements of God (and no need for extra redeemers or saints or mary's to pray to and "help out"), and that through it we receive forgiveness of our sins, since He paid for them there, and that He resurrected
on the third day, to show us that we too will resurrect with Him.. AND DEATH IS NOT THE END!!!! pray that prayer.. and repent. to repent is a fancy way of saying "to change your ways from bad to good" stop doing those bad things you know you shouldnt be doing. and start living happy, like God intended for us to be doing in the first place!!!!!!!!! (more exclamation marks? ok: ) !!!!!!!!!!
to conclude, know this much: God loves you. He loves you so much, the bible says, that He gave the ultimate sacrifice for us.. His Son (ie Jesus) just, just
so we can have a chance
to either accept
Him!! man! why is that so groundbreaking?? because He is not forcing
us to accept Him.. He is giving us the chance
.. its still up to us.. its still our free choice! i mean, WHO DOES THAT?!?! (well, not allah! allah is all about "me or the sword, biznatch!" seriously~! read a koran! (well, at least some translation of it.. though muslims will argue that if its not in arabic its not the word of God.. well, no offense to anyone, (oops too late?) but i agree, although, even in
arabic, the quran (again with the alternate spellings.. ) is not
the word of my
God.. ) so just be aware, that He still leaves it up to you..