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| It was a Tuesday night. Nathan, my Christian Union president was attending an inter-faith talk, and I was one of the many members to attend it too.
There I heard speakers present a basic overview of Hinduism, Sikhism, Buddhism, Christianity, Jainism, Bahai, Islam and Judaism. The speaker for Christianity, Brother Mairesean sounded really nervous. Nevertheless, I was glad that he still stuck to the Bible in endorsing inter-faith relations. Although it was not the first time I had attended such an event, it was the first I participated in a discussion.
Assigned to discussion room number 5, I had two Christians (Tosin and Chris Strong), 4 Muslims, 1 atheist/Buddhist, and the Jainism speaker in my room. And we had a huge discussion.
Well, at least I thought it was huge until they quizzed me about the Trinity. I thank God for Tosin and Chris helping me as we tried explaining how God is 3-in-1.
And then one of the Muslims remarked how he does not accept that Jesus could be fully man and fully God at the same time. To him, it was unthinkable that a limitless God would take a form of a limited being.
I absolutely agree with him. Why would God do such a thing? But he had to. By becoming man, he could empathise with us, and feel every pain as he took upon every sin. But he had to be fully God to be able to take every sin and bear them on the cross.
It is love so absurb, amazing and divine.
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| This next series of posts will be little shorts updates, about some new experiences I encountered in my third year in the UK. So without further ado, let me start.
As you may or may not know know, last week I was a Christian Union Weekend Away held in Surrey Court, just outside central London. I had a nice, relaxing break. We played ultimate frisbee, enjoyed sparklers and had more than enough to eat.
It was something new to me, as I never been to a camp where majority of the participants are non-Chinese. (New Word Alive partly counts, but I was mainly at an International Conference). Getting used to the lingo they used, and introduced to new games (Bop it!) were the highlights, but I was really amazed by their priorities and differing work ethics.
It was really a revolution of the mind. I would also like to praise to my friend Jon Buckley (pictured to the extreme right) for constantly looking out for me.
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| My first module is over. Finally I can get some sleep, and start applying for my Masters.
My external hard drive was suddenly corrupted for no apparent reason, and I have lost of my soft copies of my previous two year's work. Nevertheless, I still have the soft copies.
Is God angry with me? I wonder at the back of mind. Afterall, I have not been doing the things I ought to be doing. And the things I should not be doing, I do. Then I remember, Christ died for me while I was still a his enemy-- that proves his love for me (Romans 5:8).
That's why I really appreciate Christianity. Because I know I am so utterly useless and sinful, that it had to take God to come down and die for me. And if that is true, that I am forever, in His debt.
So, is Jesus happy the way I am living? I would say yes, but I am inspired to be better, because I love Him.
I am so glad to see the rain halt again.
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| "Where will you be this weekend?" I was asked. "At a camp," I answered. It was not a lie, but it was definitely not the truth. Why do I shy from telling the truth? I will be at a short weekend Christian camp. I can't meet you today because I have a cell group leader meeting. I am not free at night because I have to run some errands for the Christian Union. It is as if I coat the light of truth with the darkness of cover. As I ashamed to be a Christian? Afterall, most of my peers know that I am a Christian. Am I too comfortable living in shades of grey? I remember a time when I could easily make hard choices and yet still sleep well at night. I am no longer that person. The rain is starting to clear up-- yet I still see clouds of grey. | | |
| What makes a hero? I wondered as again I crawled out of bed to lumber to school. "A hero does not only ask why he has to go through something, but how to do it." Shuddering everytime I remind myself I have a presentation due on Friday, and a practical report due on Monday, I proceed to do my work. "A hero is brave not because of the circumstance, but in spite the circumstance." Time is crashing down. The temperature has dropped. I am more exhausted than I ever dare to admit. Still I work. "A hero makes sacrifices." Walking pass a donation box, I decide to do something good today. "A hero never sees himself as one." I never considered myself a hero. Never really. Afterall, I am just simply following the legacy of one man, and one God. | | |
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