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Sunday, July 27, 2003
 
Impact was so awesome. Learned so much…experienced so much…changed so much. Trying to bloggerize all this would take a while. Almost need to split this up into chapters. I think I'll release this one chapter at a time.

Chapter 1 - I'm not all that I may be cracked up to be

Okay, so here's the deal. At camp, every camper gets a one-on-one time with their counselor, just a chance to get to know each other and see what's been happening. During mine, I was just talking about what I think our youth group could use improving and different college questions. Earlier Peter, my counselor, was leading a nightly group debriefing session, and he threw out two questions. 1) How are we trying to earn our salvation? 2) Do we turn our faith into a knowledge thing??

For question #1, it's hard to not try to earn our salvation. Personally, my brain knows that salvation is free, so we don't have to do anything to earn it, but there's this overhanging thought of doing stuff to justify our faith. For example, I would do a quiet time or serve at church because I'm afraid it would be hypocritical if I didn't. "hypocritical" in the sense that as a Christian, I believe God loves me so much he saved me from Hell through Jesus, but do I regard Him as the Lord and Savior of my life, or only the Savior (the One who gets me into heaven) and not Lord (the One who directs my actions/thoughts on earth). So, I guess in an attempt to make God Lord, I would try to earn it in order to genuinely say "God is at work in my life".

For question #2, this is where I got worried. I raised this question during our one-on-one, and then there was this long 10 minute state of confusion, questions, brain-freeze, and zoning out. I had just been given this new perspective of my life, and it wasn't a positive one. I tried to write down all the questions I had afterward to think over, so here we go.

The real question: What does this all boil down to? "this"=life, living, faith, Christianity.
What's the point of our existence to God? Why did he send Jesus? Why were we created in the first place?
How do we know God loves us?
When I read the Bible during my quiet time, do I tap into the writings, or the writer?
With the relationship with God comes knowledge, but when did it become all about the knowledge and not about all of God?
"Experience God". What does that mean? How long has it been since I had "experienced God?" When was the last time real to me?
At what point did Christianity, my parents' "religion", transform into my faith, my life?

For the following 24 hours (I had the one-on-one talk before dinner), I was in a daze. It was a time of confusing soul searching. Whether the past x months (I don't remember when I lost touch) I've been building a relationship with God Himself or with the Book of information about God, I don't know. The distinction, the line between God and knowledge of God suddenly became a huge gray blur. Was I getting high off of knowing the fact that I acquired a new bit of knowledge, or high off of God? And when did I begin this downward turn? It's been such a gradual change I didn't see it coming. Seriously, I thought things between me and God were going well. My outlook was so positive and I had (unconsciously) focused so much on the knowledge aspect that I even tricked myself into genuinely believing things were A-ok. I mean, seriously, I was doing everything right, and I was doing it with the pure heart. The hardest part of living out this life is having the pure heart, and I truly did think at the time I had it.

So during Camp it dawned very suddenly that my goal in life at that time was to be the provider of answers to all possible questions about God. If someone was shaken or unsettled about their spiritual life or their belief, I would be able to minister to their needs. If someone who was skeptical about God decided to ask dangerous questions, I would be the one to step in and tactically defend whatever attacks were made. Almost like preparing for the millionaire show. All this I would do while giving the glory to God and not myself (see how it works?? Right actions, right heart, how could I have seen I was doing this all wrong?) But during camp the simplest of all questions appeared unanswerable. What does all this boil down to, what is the point of our life? I was also asking myself "When was the last time I could truly say 'God, thanks for making me me' or 'God, I really do love you for turning my life around' " or just experience a time where God just totally wows me for being who He is. The previous camp for sure, and maybe during our winter retreat, but nothing major since. I find it depressing that God's grace and mercy grows old and almost boring with familiarity, because it really shouldn't.

My intended time with God became time with the Bible, but the distinction became blurred yet still living out life "correctly".

Oh, in other news, my computer is almost built. I got the silver case…but now I don't like it. Blue looks better now. Okay, well, turns out that the sony/compaq/dell equivalent of my computer costs 300-400 dollars more. So…looks like building computers is the way to go, and if anyone is in need of an inexpensive computer, I may be able to build it. Sort of depends on the OS though…if you can provide Windows XP it would be good. Building one is pretty cool. Something to keep in mind in the future.


What do YOU think??
Tuesday, July 22, 2003
 
Quick. Whatever you think about me, whatever you've concluded about me through my essay-like posts, wipe them out from your mind. Start all over. Delete, and reboot.

Check back in a few days for more details. I gotta absorb all this.

What do YOU think??
Friday, July 18, 2003
 
Behind the scenes @ the Lin residence

Something that I've noticed throughout this whole summer is that my mom is using every second trying to change me into tip-top shape for college, and its getting ANNOYING, as well as weirding me out. Almost like a Cinderella story, with every other statement starting with "Justin, can you do me a favor?", or "Clean your room", "Be less stubborn", "Do the laundry", "Go cook dinner", "Do your devotions", you know, stuff like that. We're having more of those sit-down talks of her lecturing and me listening of ten minutes or so. What's weird is that suddenly, and I do mean SUDDENLY (just this summer) she's become more "religious", for lack of better words. Not that she was ever non-religious, but she usually wouldn't exhibit her Christian-ness at home. Now that reality sets in that I'm going off to college, it seems as though she's over-exhibiting it. Some things are minor, some are more major. For example, she's suddenly using terminology such as "God-willing", "unbecomingly", and "quiet times", and generally quoting words of phrases that you know come only from the Bible and not part of everyday conversation. And not just that, there have been several occasions where the whole family would have this "prayer time", each person going in a circle praying aloud. You would think that I would enjoy this, that I would appreciate it, but actually the opposite is true. I'm more confused, and I am almost turned off by it, and it's hard to explain why. As I just mentioned, this is all so sudden. My mom has never taken charge like this before as the spiritual leader of the household, but suddenly now?? My walk with God, although turbulent with ups and downs, has been something I've worked on with the guidance of counselors and support from peers, but NEVER involved my parents. So when all this stuff comes up, I'm question why. And when my dad participates, it makes me uneasy because I don't view my dad positively.

According to my mom, I'm becoming stubborn like my dad, but I don't realize it. This observation is due to our both holding to our positions on a very trivial issue. I want one thing, she wants the opposite, but I'm not budging from my position. What she doesn't know is that I can easily give in and be okay about it, but I want appear to be adamant to my resolve. Besides, its about a trivial issue, so what's the big deal? She also says I lack people skills, which I used to be but not any more. This again comes from my interactions with my siblings, who can really really get on my nerves sometimes, and so I'm a little more cold to them when they are. *sigh* Question of the day (or month, depending when I next update): Is it possible to be your real self outside the house but put on a fake self at home with family??

UT orientation was pretty good. The campus is absolutely huge. My legs get tired from all the walking. I mean, when your college has street lights…you know its gonna be huge. Nothing like Rice. Haha, the whole time everyone was making fun of the Liberal Arts people.

"This just in. Employment of Liberal Arts graduates has experienced a 78% increase thanks to the grand openings of three new Super Walmarts".

And wow, half of the programs aimed to create this mindset of respecting everyone else's opinion or belief. It's scary that they had to take it to such an extent. I mean, the theatrical productions were composed of a video clip followed by a soliloquy given by the type of persons. Anglos, blacks, Asians, Hispanics, Hindus, Muslims, Christians, Atheists, gays, bisexual, lesbian. I mean, really, shouldn't we all respectful and aware of all them? Just goes to show that we at Bellaire are pretty lucky students, that we can probably find all these people in the same classroom as us. WE won't have to undergo this "awareness program" UT designed.

The monologues were pretty good. They were supposed to clear up some negative stereotypes about everyone, and they did a pretty good job. I liked the monologue the Christian character made. He emphasized that we're not all extreme Bible thumping evangelists, he also explained the basic theology of Christianity, and said if he ever did try to share his belief, its because it was mutual and because he believes it as true. However, the one monologue that really made me uneasy was the lesbian one. First reason being that I, being a guy, know my head should stay out of the gutter. And while keeping my head clear, I'm listening to her speech, and suddenly I hear her say "Bet you wouldn't figure that I was a protestant. Just because I love women doesn't mean that I don't love Jesus", and immediately my brain kicked into overdrive. I think that statement did more harm than good. It implied that Christianity and homosexuality is compatible, and I don't think it is. I don't have the answer to whether gay Christians are truly Christian, nor do I have the answer to whether you're born that way or if it's a choice, but to me this issue is simple. God spells out in the Bible (old testament somewhere) that this is a sin, along with instances of them being frowned upon. When you start believing in Jesus as your savior, you desire to become just like Him (perfection), know Him, and love Him, and then you slowly begin to realize how much God despises sin. So I'm going to insert a quote from one of my Sunday school teachers: "It is so very hard to hate sin, and love God". We can't truly love God if we continue to purposely do things we know is wrong and hated by God.

So after the skit/play, each guy group hooked up with a girl group and we had a sort of inner/outer circle. The counselors would throw out a question regarding each issue and everyone would indicate whether they agree/disagree, and if they so choose, elaborate or comment. So when the gay issue came up, I commented about the danger in the statement the character made, other students followed with more comments, then one female student said that you don't have to believe in every part of a religion to be "devout", and she also said "The Bible has its contradictions". WHOA!!! Once she said that, I knew that if the counselors didn't jump in quick the room would have a mini civil war. Luckily they did, but it was pretty close, she almost opened one nasty can of worms.

Well, I potentially open up a can of worms every time I post, but fortunately I'm doing it in a controlled environment where chaos won't be leashed.

Camp Impact soon in 2 hours, from past experience I know that whatever expectations I have coming into it, God will have something 10 times better in store. I'm bringing pen/paper (something I wish I had done in years previous), and I'll post them if I see fit.


What do YOU think??
Saturday, July 05, 2003
 
------Yeah, this is gonna get a little long-----

Things I learned this weekend during my family's church fellowship retreat (last weekend):

1) Country mosquitoes itch just as much as city mosquitoes.
2) Roasted marshmallows are NOT a big deal.
3) Little kids can be VERY annoying when they're waiting to play ping-pong but they lack the ability to play well.
4) You can get multiple blisters while kayaking.
5) Tall person + short bed = achy breaky crampy knees.
6) If you are to lead worship, make sure to start practicing guitar one week beforehand in order to develop nice hard finger calluses. *ouch*
7) I am able to fall asleep on an outdoor rocking chair.
8) I suck at swimming with speed.
9) When I grow up, I have a feeling I'll be fishing.
10) There might actually be a thing called "dumb pills" that parents take when they grow older.

For example, today, my dad said to my sister "Tiffany, you're too rough. One day you're going to kill your own baby!" Basically, parents take one little thing and extend it to the most extreme case ever. Enter the highway @ 45 m.p.h. and suddenly I'm a dangerous race car driver destroying the car engine. Spend a little too much time reading the sports page (15-20 minutes online) and its inevitable I'm gonna drop out of UT and earn a low-wage burger-flipping job. Forget one itty-bitty detail, he links it to an airplane mechanic forgetting to check one small thing, and then the airplane explodes. Dirty room = failure in life. Yeah, pretty irrational…

11) I have yet another explanation for my introspective/reflective/philosophical weekly posts of novel proportions. In a nutshell, when the HCC youth group had a public time during Friday fellowship of sharing how God's been working in our lives, I wouldn't be too enthusiastic to have the whole group know about it, since our group wasn't very together (we're still very cliquish, but its getting better), and it takes a little bit of trust to share anything personal. Well, this past year, several things happened. Instead of youth fellowship, we're all in separate small groups. Also, I had made friends with people of different churches whose online postings provide encouragement. Plus, I just click better with non-HCC churchgoers. And realizing this was my final year to make an impact on those around me, I had become more eager to share and make a difference.

I'm going to digress a little bit. I'm scared of college. Why? I'm afraid of the lack of outreach opportunities there are in high school. As high schoolers, it seems to easy to reach out to our peers, because we're all just beginning to figure out how the world truly functions, together. Spiritual beliefs are being sought, which of them are true, which are not. Everyone is seeking, and opportunities to strike up conversation and reach out are limitless. But once you begin evangelizing and sharing your belief in hope of changing and saving a person's life, God quickly teaches you the virtue of patience, because it can be a very long process. The friendship has to be a deep enough level for both to comfortably discuss religious matters without offending one another, and getting to that level takes time (I believe this is true at any age, not just teens). But the thing about high school is that there are activities to break the ice more easily. Inviting non-believers to different church events like Friday night fellowship, broomball, or gym night is surprisingly easy. Camp Impact is the ultimate event for outreach. Even if they don't go, the ice has been broken for future church-y discussions. Beginning this senior year, I had realized that I was running out of time for outreach as well passing on words of wisdom to those younger. When I'm in college, I can't share what wisdom I've learned during 4 years of high school to my youth group. In college, I can't effectively share the Gospel or fellowship with friends scattered about the country, that I can only pray for someone to build that friendship to the level I had it and take it further and share the Gospel. In college, I fear that everyone will be more set in their ways, that their minds would be more closed. So this year, I wanted to make that lasting difference, because I had squandered many opportunities to share what God is all about.

Have I? Yes, but to various extents. To my readers, it has been a privilege sharing all this with you. Using name initials (some you know, some you don't), SZ is comfortable with my churchiness, reluctant to believe, hope I can get him to go @ UT. SL and I are only good acquaintances, but we've talked a little bit about God, so I'm also hoping to build our friendship further @ UT. JL wrote in my yearbook that our friendship has made him think about considering Christianity, so I'm eager to see him @ UT. JB and I seemed to be the lone men in Christ in our group, but only acquaintances, hope our co-existence made an impact of somesort. Maybe he'll go to HCC. Really wish I got to talk more with EW this year, but things change. Hope our deep conversations of last year made a lasting impact, hope she finds a good church to go to in college, hope her friends don't corrupt her too much (Inside joke for the krz and sin).

The all-wise, all-buff Jason writes:

I think the American church...at least the Chinese American church...has not done her job in giving her members a real hope...a real vision...a real purpose. The utmost spiritual ambition for many of the teenagers I work with is to simply have a consistent quiet time. That's the number one prayer request...that's found on every New Year's resolution or commitment card. Our fellow journeymen see their destination as being "nice" Christians, who commit to a church, and don't sin as much as before. Is that all they hope for? I just don't see how that motivates anyone for the weighty call of discipleship. Christ is willing to give us so much more when he returns, and that's what eschatological hope is all about. He doesn't want to just improve us...he wants to fully redeem and glorify our bodies...turning the perishable into imperishable...the mortal into immortal (1 Cor. 15:54). He wants to make us like himself, so that we may fully reflect the glory of God and fulfill our original purpose (Gen 1:26).

No input this time…just some food for thought. This post is pretty long (almost 2 pages in MS Word).


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