Finding Momentum

I’m con­tin­u­ing an entry detail­ing new (and always-humbling) insights into myself, life, God, and affec­tion as Sarah and I con­tinue our dat­ing rela­tion­ship.
On friend­ship and fig­ur­ing each other out
What Sarah’s help­ing me real­ize is that any roman­tic rela­tion­ship must be, at its foun­da­tion, a great friend­ship. At the begin­ning we both assumed we were fan­tas­tic friends, which […]

I often­times talk about how matu­rity is a hard process. These past few months have been times of self-discovery. A peek into the rough-and-tumble, totally awk­ward jour­ney of self-awareness…

I have an EQ of a door­knob. I used to think I was pretty sen­si­tive and in touch with how I felt–how mis­taken I was. A few […]

Bowen asked me a good ques­tion on my last post–“Any rea­son why IJM in par­tic­u­lar?”
I answered to the effect that 1) it was the first orga­ni­za­tion that my friends had men­tioned to me regard­ing human traf­fick­ing and 2) I have an older friend who worked there a cou­ple of years ago.
I want to fol­low that up […]

Last night I lost my keys some­where between Berke­ley and Fre­mont BART sta­tion.
To this hour I have no idea where they are. I stood out there on the Fre­mont ter­mi­nal for a good fif­teen min­utes emp­ty­ing my back­pack, pat­ting my pock­ets for those elu­sive keys. I ended up call­ing my Dad (at 12:30AM) to pick […]

I was think­ing back to high school today, how ide­al­is­tic I was (and still am) and pas­sion­ately I lived. Although these days it seems that I do more rem­i­nisc­ing for those days past than liv­ing,  today I felt a few gusts of wind and I wanted to fly again.
I remem­bered how it feels to drive through […]

Man, I am so cal­loused.
These past few weeks have been sor­row­ful ones for human­ity. Cyclones, earth­quakes, bomb­ings, and the like.
I am hav­ing a hard time feel­ing. My head knows these cat­a­stro­phes are tragic and the need to move and seek help are dire and swift, but my heart has a hard time notic­ing.
Wake me up from […]

Chris­tians believe in a spir­i­tual dimen­sion to every­day life. It’s mostly invis­i­ble and occa­sion­ally tan­gi­ble. It’s described in Scrip­ture as a war between God and Anti-God, where human­ity is caught in between the war­ring sides.
On that note, Satan sucks.
Everybody’s catch­ing flak. There’s been a lot of suf­fer­ing, and a lot of loss. I’ve felt a lot of […]

I’ve been mov­ing in-to & in-between iden­ti­ties lately.
As a boyfriend, I’m newly chal­lenged by the call to care for and serve some­body. And I know I haven’t writ­ten much about Sarah and my rela­tion­ship, but I’ll say that every day I learn a lit­tle bit more about how God loves. I’m reminded what a good […]

It’s been a heck­uva week. Things have been mov­ing quickly. There are events to plan and attend. Work has been pil­ing higher. Group projects are sched­ul­ing them­selves in (I’m in three this semes­ter). Life, well, life is life: My car bat­tery died, I lost my wal­let and all my credit cards and ID. I’ve […]

I want to hope! I must say this–it is impos­si­ble to fol­low Jesus with­out find­ing hope welling up in the heart. Hope for bet­ter things, hope of the ideal (this is the King­dom, yes?), hope of Home.
This is what I want to say, but God, shake off this cyn­i­cism, this apa­thy and these reli­gious cobwebs.