My new adventure today was rock climbing!! Suddenly we were up on the wall and it was dizzying, fun, elegant, counter-intuitive. Sue and I had emailed about me ending my US days on a high note, and THIS is literally it!
I must say that halfway up that colourful indoor wall, all I wanted to do was stop. But I'd signed up cos I'm magnetized by new experiences and it was time to conquer my fear of heights. Plus my instructor was giving great pointers from below. Like most Americans, she has an exemplary can-do spirit. And Sandra, who instigated all this fun, was a superb natural even as a beginner.
I'm still dreaming of that artifice of a rock wall, and remembering all those free-spirited outdoorsy images of expert rock climbers in the remotest terrain. Rock climbing involves an awakening of many senses, new body movements in a different realm, easy camaraderie, some danger, travel, beauty, freedom -- reminds me of those scuba-diving days.
Amid the intensity of my relocation, it's perfect to be able to mix in a few hours of escape like today and mini-projects... still trying to grow Jack Pine bonsai that I'd have to leave behind.
Sunday, July 15, 2007
Monday, July 09, 2007
Over-Partying God
My friend Gaby cut so many immense hydrangeas from her garden for me. I was telling her that hydrangeas suggest extravagant generosity -- like their grower Gaby!
She's also radiating one amazing aspect of God -- a Father who greatly rejoices over His children, presents us with a fuller than full life... and even over-parties!!
Really? Always original, PD recently described God as over-partying over lost sheep.
Luke 15: 3-6: Then Jesus told them a story. He said, "Suppose one of you has 100 sheep and loses one of them. Won't he leave the 99 in the open country? Won't he go and look for the one lost sheep until he finds it?When he finds it, he will joyfully put it on his shoulders and go home. Then he will call his friends and neighbors together. He will say, 'Be joyful with me. I have found my lost sheep.'
Now, doesn't that sound excessive, even a little embarassing? But it's true, all Heaven rejoices! Maybe our minds just haven't adjusted to a huge liberating truth like that.
Reminds me of what Joyce Meyer said. When we go to Heaven, we'll find piles and piles of beautiful unopened gifts. They were God's gifts to us on earth, she said, but we never even opened them!
She's also radiating one amazing aspect of God -- a Father who greatly rejoices over His children, presents us with a fuller than full life... and even over-parties!!
Really? Always original, PD recently described God as over-partying over lost sheep.
Luke 15: 3-6: Then Jesus told them a story. He said, "Suppose one of you has 100 sheep and loses one of them. Won't he leave the 99 in the open country? Won't he go and look for the one lost sheep until he finds it?When he finds it, he will joyfully put it on his shoulders and go home. Then he will call his friends and neighbors together. He will say, 'Be joyful with me. I have found my lost sheep.'
Now, doesn't that sound excessive, even a little embarassing? But it's true, all Heaven rejoices! Maybe our minds just haven't adjusted to a huge liberating truth like that.
Reminds me of what Joyce Meyer said. When we go to Heaven, we'll find piles and piles of beautiful unopened gifts. They were God's gifts to us on earth, she said, but we never even opened them!
Tuesday, June 26, 2007
Go! Spread! Fire!
We spent six perfect days reaching out to the community in fun ways. None of us wanted the week to end! Highlights of our weeklong Go! Spread! Fire!
1. Cold Water for Jesus
We gave away 1,200 bottles of cold water on sweltering days in Washington, Bethesda and Rockville. (At times, Patrick's van became an intense assembly-line for labelling and laminating the bottles between destinations!)
2. Rebuilding Ancient Ruins, Metaphorically
As a surprise, we cleaned the Bethesda church where we've started to rent a room for Sunday mornings. When we got there, we heard they'll have a new pastor soon, so here was an instant opportunity to beautify his yard! We bought garden tools to do the same thing in the Twinbrook church, new site of our evening service.
These two churches have gone through a lot, and the idea was to encourage them and possibly light a spark. (I'd never pulled weeds before... Made me think about the value of removing little-noticed weeds in our lives!)
3. Dollar Bills
We dropped and hid dollar bills wrapped around tracts in a mall. It was harder than we imagined to drop them covertly!
4. Free Fotos... Really!
That was the slogan on our tee-shirts. We walked around the greatly inspiring World War II Memorial with digital cameras and portable printers, offering to take and print pix on the spot for visitors. The pix are also on the deeperthandermis website for downloading. Along the way, we engaged in amazing conversations... We met a brother and sister in their twenties who live in different cities and found each other on MySpace!!
Similarly, we'd love to create bonds and bring smiles to Washington, our hometown, mission field and global hub.
I'll remember this as a week that mingled creativity with compassion. It was immense fun and so spontaneous, involving out-of-the-box thinking, prayer, hard work and, importantly, a willingness to speedily change plans as we listened to the Holy Spirit. Lots of planning + an undoing of plans when God revealed new paths. It's the way life should be, Su said.
We also wrote a tract that we printed, laminated and memorized. We were self-conscious when we role-played the evangelistic encounter with each other. Great practice. It's OK to be fools for Jesus. We'll either be fools now or later, PD said.
It's all about SOULS!
Also WONDERFUL was the 8 am devotions that we started the day with (to seek God's heart and the day's marching orders), and the evening revival meeting that we ended with (for refilling).
You can tell that I learned and experienced LOTS and LOTS! One other lesson is to persevere and laugh more. For example, our photo ministry (see above) started discouragingly some weeks back. But we refined our ideas, sourced printers at one-third the original price on overstock.com, and went out again. It worked!
Similarly, reaching out to Rockville was easier than Bethesda and Washington, cos we'd spent three years as a church in Rockville and prepared the ground. About two years ago, I'd also given away cold water with my former church in Bethesda, and the reception was a little chilly. But, I'm sure a few seeds were planted at that time. Indeed, last week, more people grabbed our water bottles in the same place in Bethesda, near the trail.
It's been a fuller than full week, and greatly transforming. Still bubbling over. It's exactly what Jesus said about giving us life to the full. What's a little surprising to me is that mostly we were five people in the team, and the planning and shopping for supplies was done mostly on the first day. We had two people who were computer whizzes who could design labels and tee-shirts and other stuff on the go. We were a mixed bunch of people, from a high-school kid to career women. We were all focused on outreach and souls and worshipping God.
This tells me that creative and powerful outreaches can be replicated in our communities by little teams, especially our generation of youths who have so much passion and are reform-minded.
I'd planned to join the team a couple of days, but was unstoppably hooked from Day One. My friend Sue would say I'm ending my Washington days on a high note and that's the way to go. I pray that this is transferable, whether in reality or in spirit.
Hey, Tyson, I thought of you, PS and your international group and the Seattle youths!! Have an adventurous summer!
1. Cold Water for Jesus
We gave away 1,200 bottles of cold water on sweltering days in Washington, Bethesda and Rockville. (At times, Patrick's van became an intense assembly-line for labelling and laminating the bottles between destinations!)
2. Rebuilding Ancient Ruins, Metaphorically
As a surprise, we cleaned the Bethesda church where we've started to rent a room for Sunday mornings. When we got there, we heard they'll have a new pastor soon, so here was an instant opportunity to beautify his yard! We bought garden tools to do the same thing in the Twinbrook church, new site of our evening service.
These two churches have gone through a lot, and the idea was to encourage them and possibly light a spark. (I'd never pulled weeds before... Made me think about the value of removing little-noticed weeds in our lives!)
3. Dollar Bills
We dropped and hid dollar bills wrapped around tracts in a mall. It was harder than we imagined to drop them covertly!
4. Free Fotos... Really!
That was the slogan on our tee-shirts. We walked around the greatly inspiring World War II Memorial with digital cameras and portable printers, offering to take and print pix on the spot for visitors. The pix are also on the deeperthandermis website for downloading. Along the way, we engaged in amazing conversations... We met a brother and sister in their twenties who live in different cities and found each other on MySpace!!
Similarly, we'd love to create bonds and bring smiles to Washington, our hometown, mission field and global hub.
I'll remember this as a week that mingled creativity with compassion. It was immense fun and so spontaneous, involving out-of-the-box thinking, prayer, hard work and, importantly, a willingness to speedily change plans as we listened to the Holy Spirit. Lots of planning + an undoing of plans when God revealed new paths. It's the way life should be, Su said.
We also wrote a tract that we printed, laminated and memorized. We were self-conscious when we role-played the evangelistic encounter with each other. Great practice. It's OK to be fools for Jesus. We'll either be fools now or later, PD said.
It's all about SOULS!
Also WONDERFUL was the 8 am devotions that we started the day with (to seek God's heart and the day's marching orders), and the evening revival meeting that we ended with (for refilling).
You can tell that I learned and experienced LOTS and LOTS! One other lesson is to persevere and laugh more. For example, our photo ministry (see above) started discouragingly some weeks back. But we refined our ideas, sourced printers at one-third the original price on overstock.com, and went out again. It worked!
Similarly, reaching out to Rockville was easier than Bethesda and Washington, cos we'd spent three years as a church in Rockville and prepared the ground. About two years ago, I'd also given away cold water with my former church in Bethesda, and the reception was a little chilly. But, I'm sure a few seeds were planted at that time. Indeed, last week, more people grabbed our water bottles in the same place in Bethesda, near the trail.
It's been a fuller than full week, and greatly transforming. Still bubbling over. It's exactly what Jesus said about giving us life to the full. What's a little surprising to me is that mostly we were five people in the team, and the planning and shopping for supplies was done mostly on the first day. We had two people who were computer whizzes who could design labels and tee-shirts and other stuff on the go. We were a mixed bunch of people, from a high-school kid to career women. We were all focused on outreach and souls and worshipping God.
This tells me that creative and powerful outreaches can be replicated in our communities by little teams, especially our generation of youths who have so much passion and are reform-minded.
I'd planned to join the team a couple of days, but was unstoppably hooked from Day One. My friend Sue would say I'm ending my Washington days on a high note and that's the way to go. I pray that this is transferable, whether in reality or in spirit.
Hey, Tyson, I thought of you, PS and your international group and the Seattle youths!! Have an adventurous summer!
Thursday, June 14, 2007
Golden Hours Slipping...
"You must have been warned against letting the golden hours slip by. Yes, but some of them are golden only because we let them slip." -- JM Barrie
I like this quote which appeared in the July issue of Real Simple magazine, which also asked readers: "What's your best summer memory?"
I like this quote which appeared in the July issue of Real Simple magazine, which also asked readers: "What's your best summer memory?"
Monday, June 11, 2007
Answered Prayer!
Lori and I were in my car on 355 when a motorist behind us tooted his horn. "Ignore him," Lori said.
I stepped on the gas a little but the driver accelerated to be level with us, gesturing for us to wind down the window. Then he yelled: "Your left rear tyre looks flat!"
Wow! We thanked him, impressed with his persistence and kindness on 355 in morning-peak traffic.
I wasn't expecting it but Lori called Dustin later. He fixed the flat and inflated all four tyres. The offending tyre had only FOUR pounds of pressure out of the prescribed 44!
The next day, I liked how my car felt so comfortable, stable and safe. I try to take good care of my car but, living alone, I've to be much more independent and responsible for everything.
There's more! The best thing is that Lori told me later that every morning before she goes to work, Dustin prays about her drive and the car's mileage, gas, tyres, everything!
We KNOW it was because Dustin prayed that the driver noticed and felt the urgency to let me know. It's wonderful that Dustin, our pastor, is totally serious about prayer. Every morning, he wakes up at 6 am to pray for all of us.
This slice of life displays all over again God's tenderest love and goodness.
It's been fun to spend time with Lori. I should keep this next part more covert, but I guess it's part of the story. Lori's pregnancy (she's due July 4) has caused carpel tunnel syndrome in her wrists and it's excruciating for her to drive though she's the original trooper and never whines. I volunteered to drive her to and from work, and one week of not driving has improved matters for her.
God is tremendously faithful and there's no way to outgive the giver of all good things and the lover of our souls.
I stepped on the gas a little but the driver accelerated to be level with us, gesturing for us to wind down the window. Then he yelled: "Your left rear tyre looks flat!"
Wow! We thanked him, impressed with his persistence and kindness on 355 in morning-peak traffic.
I wasn't expecting it but Lori called Dustin later. He fixed the flat and inflated all four tyres. The offending tyre had only FOUR pounds of pressure out of the prescribed 44!
The next day, I liked how my car felt so comfortable, stable and safe. I try to take good care of my car but, living alone, I've to be much more independent and responsible for everything.
There's more! The best thing is that Lori told me later that every morning before she goes to work, Dustin prays about her drive and the car's mileage, gas, tyres, everything!
We KNOW it was because Dustin prayed that the driver noticed and felt the urgency to let me know. It's wonderful that Dustin, our pastor, is totally serious about prayer. Every morning, he wakes up at 6 am to pray for all of us.
This slice of life displays all over again God's tenderest love and goodness.
It's been fun to spend time with Lori. I should keep this next part more covert, but I guess it's part of the story. Lori's pregnancy (she's due July 4) has caused carpel tunnel syndrome in her wrists and it's excruciating for her to drive though she's the original trooper and never whines. I volunteered to drive her to and from work, and one week of not driving has improved matters for her.
God is tremendously faithful and there's no way to outgive the giver of all good things and the lover of our souls.
Saturday, June 09, 2007
Lebanese Baptism
My Lebanese colleague Nada asked me to be her godmother at her baptism! I'd prayed for her since we met in 2004 so it's such a joy to see bright-spirited Nada begin a divine journey... even if she doesn't fully realize it's a new road.
She was baptized today at the light-filled Our Lady of Lebanon Maronite Church in Washington. The baptismal bowl was egg-shaped and it was set in an "eggshell" baptistery -- symbols of new life.
The priest decided I couldn't be a godmother after all as I'm not Catholic, but I could be a witness along with Nada's fiance and a Sicilian friend (a doctor who helped tend to the pope when he was shot). The priest was kind and thoughtful in demystifying and personalizing some of the ancient rituals, which must be so different for Nada, who grew up as a Druze.
Washington is an international city. It's a big highlight of my life here to be friends with people from all nations, and sometimes to worship with them... Including many Chinese, Thais, Koreans, Japanese, Vietnamese and other Asians, Ghanans and other Africans, Latinos, Europeans especially from the former Eastern bloc, Americans...
It's a glimpse of what Heaven will be like. And certainly it's Heaven on earth just because eternity begins on this side!
Revelation 7:9: After this I looked and there before me was a great multitude that no one could count, from every nation, tribe, people and language, standing before the throne and in front of the Lamb...
She was baptized today at the light-filled Our Lady of Lebanon Maronite Church in Washington. The baptismal bowl was egg-shaped and it was set in an "eggshell" baptistery -- symbols of new life.
The priest decided I couldn't be a godmother after all as I'm not Catholic, but I could be a witness along with Nada's fiance and a Sicilian friend (a doctor who helped tend to the pope when he was shot). The priest was kind and thoughtful in demystifying and personalizing some of the ancient rituals, which must be so different for Nada, who grew up as a Druze.
Washington is an international city. It's a big highlight of my life here to be friends with people from all nations, and sometimes to worship with them... Including many Chinese, Thais, Koreans, Japanese, Vietnamese and other Asians, Ghanans and other Africans, Latinos, Europeans especially from the former Eastern bloc, Americans...
It's a glimpse of what Heaven will be like. And certainly it's Heaven on earth just because eternity begins on this side!
Revelation 7:9: After this I looked and there before me was a great multitude that no one could count, from every nation, tribe, people and language, standing before the throne and in front of the Lamb...
Wednesday, June 06, 2007
Strathmore: Eternal Summer
Strathmore...
Chanelle was an ideal companion for afternoon tea at the Strathmore Mansion today. She's a fellow book-lover and lingerer at art shows, and we took our time to admire creations like whimsical teapots. I was fascinated by "Winter Trees,'' a petite piece formed from glass and LED-illuminated.
The Strathmore is a gorgeous estate filled with majestic trees and memories, and it's easy to forget that it's tucked just behind hectic 355.
For me, Strathmore will always conjure up the sweetness and youth of midsummer. Last August, my Tapestry friends (and other Washingtonians who were unusually smiley and lulled by the summery family atmosphere) watched King Kong on a extra-wide outdoor screen, and we were all perfectly engulfed by the tenderness and tragedy of the story.
Midsummer...
I'll remember our spontaneously creative Jessy creating little face-paintings on us, practicing ahead of our Go! Spread! Fire! outreach with inner-city kids. (The faces of the children... along with our non-artistic face or hand paintings of butterflies and rocks... would often rise in our mind's eye later.)
When it got chilly, Yong, always compassionate besides being always funny, let me have his jacket. Later, Lori, always active, drove home to get lots of blankets.
Create Memories...
At the end of summer, PD asked us about our summer memories. We remembered the outdoor movies, the balloon launch to celebrate our anniversary, the outreach, and other special moments. He's asking us to create memories. I think that's an intrinsically valuable part of connecting people to each other, and weaving a richer tapestry of many stories.
For me, memories are one source of creativity. In school, I wrote a poem titled Old Photos, which sprang from a nostalgic hour spent looking at pictures of my parents when they were so young.
Wish I'd brought my sister Ping to the Strathmore last summer!
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