Sunday, July 12, 2015

Correcting the Jerky Knee

God's works in my life do not end with my satisfaction. They end when he is glorified. Sometimes they will route through others, multiplying in power, bringing even more glory to him.

This is why my words scream. This is why my eyes water. This is why I sing. It is not about me. Let him hear; let them hear.





Oh, Jesus, I sing for
All that you've done for me
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Every blessing you pour out
I'll turn back to praise
When the darkness closes in, Lord
Still I will say
Blessed be the name of the Lord




Saturday, March 7, 2015

Psalm 69: 30-33

I will praise the name of God with song
And magnify Him with thanksgiving
And it will please the Lord better than an ox
Or a young bull with horns and hoofs
The humble have seen it and are glad
You who seek God, let your heart revive
For the Lord hears the needy
And does not despise His who are prisoners

Sunday, March 1, 2015

When peace like a river attendeth my way
When sorrows like sea billows roll
Whatever my lot Thou hast taught me to say
It is well, it is well with my soul

There's no place I'd rather be

Sunday, January 25, 2015

Layered like an Onion

I'm not quite sure if it's my inner contrarian or my (largely unwarranted) linguistic snobbiness, but there are few platitudes that impress me. As a matter of fact, most of these cliche sayings/phrases irk me, paritcularly more so when they elicit "ooh"s and "aah"s from the rest of the conversation party. Chief among these is the phrase, "____ is so layered, like an onion."

Normally, my objection to such sayings revolves around a lack of originality. No matter how true/deep/accurate certain sayings/comparisons are, they really should lose their appeal by the millionth time they've been heard. And yet, these idiots (again, I understand that my snobbiness is unwarranted, but I can't help but feel this way) continue to fall prey to these unoriginal, second-hand sayings.

What makes "layered like an onion" even worse? Not only is this phrase used every single time to describe anything with more depth than a kiddie pool, but it is actually inaccurate. Take an onion and peel the first layer - it will be vastly different because you have removed the onion peel and hit the actual consumable portion of the onion. Good. However, take that onion and peel it again, and again, and again, and again. Sure, the onion might be a different "layer," but it is still a freaking onion. In actuality, an onion only really has 2 differentiated layers: the skin, and the onion.

This onion composition is in direct conflict with the common usage of the phrase "layered like an onion" because the phrase is often used to describe people/things that have a surprising, different quality. E.g.: Wow, I thought that guy was a complete a-hole, but then he turned out to be pretty nice. And then when I got to know him better, he actually was an a-hole. An onion would be wow, I thought that guy was nice, and when I got to know him, he was still nice. When I got to know him more deeply, he was still nice.

How ever are we going to move away from using this unoriginal, inaccurate phrase? What ever shall replace it? I'd like to suggest the phrase "layered like a multi-layered cake." The exact phrase/description is still in the works because I am not familiar enough with cakes to name a good cake and obviously using the word "multi-layered" as part of an anology about something actually multi-layered is just cheating.

But really, think about it. How many freaking layers are there in those multi-layered cakes? Even something like ice cream cake, we have the bread, the ice cream, the cream, the fruit, the cookie crumbs. My goodness, we can work out the details of an amazing cake for days. Not only that, but in its current form, the cake is so general/nondescript that we can customize the cake according to every minute detail to perfect the analogy.

Death to the onion, long live cake!

Disclaimer: In real, non-analogous life I prefer foods with onions over foods with cake.

Tuesday, September 30, 2014

Psalm 27

The Lord Is My Light and My Salvation

Of David.

27 The Lord is my light and my salvation;
    whom shall I fear?
The Lord is the stronghold[a] of my life;
    of whom shall I be afraid?
When evildoers assail me
    to eat up my flesh,
my adversaries and foes,
    it is they who stumble and fall.
Though an army encamp against me,
    my heart shall not fear;
though war arise against me,
    yet[b] I will be confident.
One thing have I asked of the Lord,
    that will I seek after:
that I may dwell in the house of the Lord
    all the days of my life,
to gaze upon the beauty of the Lord
    and to inquire[c] in his temple.
For he will hide me in his shelter
    in the day of trouble;
he will conceal me under the cover of his tent;
    he will lift me high upon a rock.
And now my head shall be lifted up
    above my enemies all around me,
and I will offer in his tent
    sacrifices with shouts of joy;
I will sing and make melody to the Lord.
Hear, O Lord, when I cry aloud;
    be gracious to me and answer me!
You have said, “Seek[d] my face.”
My heart says to you,
    “Your face, Lord, do I seek.”[e]
    Hide not your face from me.
Turn not your servant away in anger,
    O you who have been my help.
Cast me not off; forsake me not,
    O God of my salvation!
10 For my father and my mother have forsaken me,
    but the Lord will take me in.
11 Teach me your way, O Lord,
    and lead me on a level path
    because of my enemies.
12 Give me not up to the will of my adversaries;
    for false witnesses have risen against me,
    and they breathe out violence.
13 I believe[f] that I shall look upon the goodness of the Lord
    in the land of the living!
14 Wait for the Lord;
    be strong, and let your heart take courage;
    wait for the Lord!

Saturday, September 27, 2014

Praying to a Brick Wall

Judges 13:3-14/24

An angel of the Lord comes upon Samson's mother and tells her to avoid wine/strong drink and unclean foods. Additionally, he tells her that she will have a Nazirite son, a son who is consecrated to the service of God. She then relays the message to her husband, who asks God to send the angel again so that he can ask him questions. God grants Samson's dad his request. 

Once the angel returns, Samson's dad asks him: 

What shall be the boy's mode of life and his vocation?

This was a question I found to be a common theme for many of us who have struggled/are struggling with discerning God's voice and will for our lives. The angel's response is as annoying as ever and is a classic God move:

Let the woman pay attention to all that I said. She should not eat anything that comes from the vine nor drink wine or strong drink, nor eat any unclean thing; let her observe all that I commanded

Rather than answering the question placed before him, the angel of the Lord simply repeats, almost word for word, what he has already revealed to Samson's mother. Afterwards, once Samson's parents have put an offering before the Lord, this angel of the Lord confirms through cryptic words and mircaulous signs that he himself is indeed God. Samson's dad naturally reacts as all those in the OT who see God do:

We will surely die, for we have seen God
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The vocation question must have certainly seemed critical at the time for Samson's parents. Of course, we now know that God had something spectacular planned for Samson all along. So instead of answering this petty, useless question, God simply shows Samson's parents who he is (God of everything), and who they are (beings that surely do not deserve to live after seeing him).

Much like his response to Joshua's fears and anxieties, God responds to Papa Samson's curiosities with an affirmation of his identity and specific instructions for consecration. And again, the reader is reminded that this seemingly critical detail of Samon's life actually is not that critical after all.

This post is an augmentation/edit of an email I previously wrote. Liked it a lot and decide to post it on my blog