Saturday, March 31, 2007 at 4:40

This Friday is the last CCF of this year. The ‘07 class is leaving. Thanks for the past two years. Thanks for being in a year that I respect so much.

I’ve shared this with many people, but I think it’s worth repeating.

I do not know if there is any other group that I respect more as these. I do think I’m being a bit dramatic, but I see so much in them. It is because of them that I was inspired to grow in grade 9. It was because of their encouragement, their love that has brought me out through so much. Even now, in university, they have left me in awe. I love them.

I do not know what it is about that year. Perhaps it is the year they were born in, a year blessed with an ability to step out in faith, taking action where it is needed. I don’t think it matters. What matters is that they did do what they did. Their actions here will affect what will happen in years to come, especially here at CCF. Who knows?

I won’t know whether this will stay the same as the ’07s leave, but I do have faith in the promise in Romans 8:28, and I hope and pray that God’ll keep them close, working through them as He has already done.

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Saturday, March 31, 2007 at 1:53

“The more immediate point is that Christianity is inherently “relevant” in any “culture” (even granting your use of the word), but it leaves no culture unchanged or unchallenged. It doesn’t confront cultures on merely stylistic grounds, of course, but it confronts them by holding up a standard of perfect righteousness that does indeed frequently rebuke or challenge the way people live their lives and the way they prioritize their values.” - Phil Johnson

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Wednesday, March 28, 2007 at 3:39

“I hear always the admonishment of my friends: ‘Bolt her in, and constrain her!’ But who will watch the watchmen? The wife arranges accordingly, and begins with them.” - Juvenal

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Friday, March 23, 2007 at 8:03

For those of you who are poking around in the archives, read my follow-up to this five months later: Follow-Up.. I apologize and ask for forgiveness for any that I have scorned or wronged during this time. The last paragraph stated here was especially borne out of a spirit of pride, not out of a godly conviction to care for my fellowship. The rationalizations in this piece are obvious. I am truly sorry and repentant for my actions. God forgive me.

Ever since the winter time, I wanted to serve on committee for the worship ministry.

I didn’t get it.

Is this just another one of God’s tests of obedience? I know God can use anyone to further His Kingdom for His own glory. Perhaps the test is to NOT take it hard, to take it gracefully, to learn that there’s always a time to wait. Maybe now’s not the time.

Another thought: when is it ever okay to go against what a person in spiritual authority says? How about the fellowship? If you’re the only one who thinks opposite to the fellowship, is it a thought that should be put away? Should we accept everything that comes out of our committees and leaders? It’s often that I feel as though we, as a fellowship, don’t think enough about the directions we take, the ministries we involve ourselves, the people we elect, the constitutions we pass. We, as a fellowship, should think through the things that will affect what will happen later. Maybe I’m wrong. I don’t mean to say we should not trust anything that comes out of committee, but I wish we could see people who actually seemed like they cared.

I can’t say I’m not disappointed, because that would be lying. I will, however, look past this. Besides, there’s more to life than positions and titles. At least man-made positions and titles. I don’t think anything tops “Jesus Christ, Messiah”. I had so many hopes. Maybe another time…

Also: John Piper heard the Voice of God.

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Wednesday, March 21, 2007 at 1:49

I met a traveller from an antique land
Who said:—Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. Near them on the sand,
Half sunk, a shatter’d visage lies, whose frown
And wrinkled lip and sneer of cold command
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamp’d on these lifeless things,
The hand that mock’d them and the heart that fed.
And on the pedestal these words appear:
“My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:
Look on my works, ye mighty, and despair!”
Nothing beside remains: round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare,
The lone and level sands stretch far away.

- Percy Bysshe Shelley

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