... Two more gunfire incident. One again in broad daylight, near a
swimming pool filled with kids. The other in the evening, Victoria Park
& Finch, 10 minutes drive away from home, an area I frequently
drive by on the way to church.
After a summer of gun violence, 15 dead, many more injuried, my
heart goes out to my home city. Do I feel safe living in Scarborugh?
Yes. I feel that I am living in the safest area in Scarborough. Lord, I
pray that there will be a revival in this city.
Saturday, August 27
Friday, August 26
Father, Father, Heal Our Land
Toronto Star Article: Man shot dead as 20 watch
48th homicide of the year in Toronto and the 32nd fatal shooting. A
martyr for the cause of anti-crime. In broad day light, in a crowded
courtyard. Only 5 minutes drive away from home. :S
2 Chronicles 7:14 keep popping into my head over the summer.
"if my people, who are called by my name, will humble themselves
and pray and seek my face and turn from their wicked ways, then will I
hear from heaven and will forgive their sin and will heal their land."
I have spent my university years, and 2 years following that,
running away from Toronto. 7 years I ran. And in the span of one sermon
on that fateful October Sunday morning, I came home. God called be home
to build His church, Logos Baptist Church (York Region Mission). But in
the back of my mind, I always wanted to run. To leave this city for
other fabulous Canadian cities or even overseas.
It is funny how God can change hearts with in short period of time.
Over last year, I learn to accept my place in Toronto over the next
three years. A change in heart that lead me to fall in love with my
church, to fall in love with God's calling for me. A new found passion
in doing God's work here in Toronto, and to become deeply burdened by
the conditions of this city.
Father, I'm beginning to see the work you are doing in my heart,
especially over this summer. Father, you have given me great dreams,
great visions, great burdens for this city and for this world. Give me
strength to focus solely on your plan and not my own.
Amen.
48th homicide of the year in Toronto and the 32nd fatal shooting. A
martyr for the cause of anti-crime. In broad day light, in a crowded
courtyard. Only 5 minutes drive away from home. :S
2 Chronicles 7:14 keep popping into my head over the summer.
"if my people, who are called by my name, will humble themselves
and pray and seek my face and turn from their wicked ways, then will I
hear from heaven and will forgive their sin and will heal their land."
I have spent my university years, and 2 years following that,
running away from Toronto. 7 years I ran. And in the span of one sermon
on that fateful October Sunday morning, I came home. God called be home
to build His church, Logos Baptist Church (York Region Mission). But in
the back of my mind, I always wanted to run. To leave this city for
other fabulous Canadian cities or even overseas.
It is funny how God can change hearts with in short period of time.
Over last year, I learn to accept my place in Toronto over the next
three years. A change in heart that lead me to fall in love with my
church, to fall in love with God's calling for me. A new found passion
in doing God's work here in Toronto, and to become deeply burdened by
the conditions of this city.
Father, I'm beginning to see the work you are doing in my heart,
especially over this summer. Father, you have given me great dreams,
great visions, great burdens for this city and for this world. Give me
strength to focus solely on your plan and not my own.
Amen.
Thursday, August 25
Metamorphosis
This morning, still resting in my bed, I watched a documentary on House
Flies on the Discovery Channel. I was especially intrigue in the
metamorphosis from larvae to flies. This reminded me of the sermon from
Teen's Conference back in 2004. The sermon which I named my journal
after.
The process of metamorphosis is an interesting one. The larvae
forms a cocoon around itself and the inside turns into mush. This mush
rearranges itself to form wings, eyes, legs and various body parts.
That's what metamorphosis it all about. Allowing yourself to be
turned into mush and let God reshape you. We just have to focus on the
end results while the journey and process twists, turns and bends us
into uncomfortable shapes.
Flies on the Discovery Channel. I was especially intrigue in the
metamorphosis from larvae to flies. This reminded me of the sermon from
Teen's Conference back in 2004. The sermon which I named my journal
after.
The process of metamorphosis is an interesting one. The larvae
forms a cocoon around itself and the inside turns into mush. This mush
rearranges itself to form wings, eyes, legs and various body parts.
That's what metamorphosis it all about. Allowing yourself to be
turned into mush and let God reshape you. We just have to focus on the
end results while the journey and process twists, turns and bends us
into uncomfortable shapes.
Tuesday, August 23
Free
I woke up to a weird dream today. In fact, it has been a long time
since I remember my last dream. I must thank God for the peaceful sleep
recently, so restful that I just remember falling asleep and waking
fresh the next morning.
When I woke up this morning, I noticed I was really tensed. So
tensed that I clinched and curled into a ball. I woke up from a dream
where Angie, another little girl and I was hiding in a van in attempt
to escape from a group of people trying to capture us. Angie and the
little girl was hiding underneath a blanket on the middle row of seats,
I was hiding in the gap between the running boards and the sliding door
of the van. When we arrived at the inspection point, my heart was
racing. And as soon as we slowly pulled away, I woke myself up to
prevent the dream from making a turn for the worst.
When I woke up, I was clinched into a ball, covered with cold
sweat. But as soon as I realized I am safe in the comfort of my own
bed, I relaxed. I could feel my whole body relax and all the tension
that had built up disappeared. It was an incredible feeling of freedom.
I just lay there in the early morning enjoying the feeling of being
free.
"Therefore, there is now no condemnation for those who are in
Christ Jesus, because through Christ Jesus the law of the Spirit of
life set me free from the law of sin and death. For what the
law was powerless to do in that it was weakened by the sinful nature,
God did by sending his own Son in the likeness of sinful man to be a
sin offering. And so he condemned sin in sinful man,"
~Rom 8:1-3
"Verse 1:
who will free me from this body of death
who will ransom my heart and give me life
who will set my feet upon a hope
that will not fade away
Verse 2:
you have broken the chains on me
you have silenced condemnation's song
and you set my feet upon a hope
that will not fade away
Chorus:
Glory to God who gave his son
Glory to God the victory's won
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
I am free
Glory to God who bore my shame
Glory to God exalt his name
Hallelujah, hallelujah
I am free
Bridge:
there is no condemnation
there is no condemnation
those who are in Christ
we are free"
~Free by Todd Fields
since I remember my last dream. I must thank God for the peaceful sleep
recently, so restful that I just remember falling asleep and waking
fresh the next morning.
When I woke up this morning, I noticed I was really tensed. So
tensed that I clinched and curled into a ball. I woke up from a dream
where Angie, another little girl and I was hiding in a van in attempt
to escape from a group of people trying to capture us. Angie and the
little girl was hiding underneath a blanket on the middle row of seats,
I was hiding in the gap between the running boards and the sliding door
of the van. When we arrived at the inspection point, my heart was
racing. And as soon as we slowly pulled away, I woke myself up to
prevent the dream from making a turn for the worst.
When I woke up, I was clinched into a ball, covered with cold
sweat. But as soon as I realized I am safe in the comfort of my own
bed, I relaxed. I could feel my whole body relax and all the tension
that had built up disappeared. It was an incredible feeling of freedom.
I just lay there in the early morning enjoying the feeling of being
free.
"Therefore, there is now no condemnation for those who are in
Christ Jesus, because through Christ Jesus the law of the Spirit of
life set me free from the law of sin and death. For what the
law was powerless to do in that it was weakened by the sinful nature,
God did by sending his own Son in the likeness of sinful man to be a
sin offering. And so he condemned sin in sinful man,"
~Rom 8:1-3
"Verse 1:
who will free me from this body of death
who will ransom my heart and give me life
who will set my feet upon a hope
that will not fade away
Verse 2:
you have broken the chains on me
you have silenced condemnation's song
and you set my feet upon a hope
that will not fade away
Chorus:
Glory to God who gave his son
Glory to God the victory's won
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
I am free
Glory to God who bore my shame
Glory to God exalt his name
Hallelujah, hallelujah
I am free
Bridge:
there is no condemnation
there is no condemnation
those who are in Christ
we are free"
~Free by Todd Fields
Monday, August 22
Not To Be Flaunted
I again spent most of the day in my bed today... pounding headache. But
praise God that the fever have subsided, and sinuses cleared up. In
bed, it gave me the opportunity to do more thinking. Especially about
what three individual said to me over the last few days. They are
awesome words of encouragement, the difficult part is not to be
flaunted.
This is the perfect example of what Pastor Ed Silvoso said in his book Annointedfor Business.
God thinks highly of you even if you feel otherwise, and He will make
other people tell you how they think highly of you, too.
The first vote of confidence came during the conversation I had
with Mike. We agreed that our sermons though theologically we far from
being up to par with Rev. Lau and Rev. Thumb, but we can use our
creativity and illustration to connect with the congregation. Mike told
me when he asked one of the younger one in our congregation who is her
favorite speaker, she said Joel because of his jeans illustration.
Another vote of confidence was duing the conversation with BIll and
Cindy last night over dinner. Though I told them at my church I am off
limits, jokingly said they will play matchmaker and set me up with
someone. I've only known Bill and Cindy since the beginning of the
softball season back in May, but Bill said if he had to list some
qualities of me, he will say: Joel is spiritaully and godly, and
certainly has the gift of discernment.
Lastly, during lunch today mom asked if I was still having guitar
lessons tonight, because I am ill. I told her yes, I'll still giving
guitar lessons tonight. She told me that Jackson, one of my good friend
back from Miliken Logos Church, and my guitar student, said to his mom
that he's glad to have me as a friend.
All these good words within a few days can be very flautering, but
I know God is telling my these things for encouragement. Lord, please
not let my ego get the better of me. I know everything I am is the
result of your handy work. So thank You, Lord, for Your work in me.
praise God that the fever have subsided, and sinuses cleared up. In
bed, it gave me the opportunity to do more thinking. Especially about
what three individual said to me over the last few days. They are
awesome words of encouragement, the difficult part is not to be
flaunted.
This is the perfect example of what Pastor Ed Silvoso said in his book Annointedfor Business.
God thinks highly of you even if you feel otherwise, and He will make
other people tell you how they think highly of you, too.
The first vote of confidence came during the conversation I had
with Mike. We agreed that our sermons though theologically we far from
being up to par with Rev. Lau and Rev. Thumb, but we can use our
creativity and illustration to connect with the congregation. Mike told
me when he asked one of the younger one in our congregation who is her
favorite speaker, she said Joel because of his jeans illustration.
Another vote of confidence was duing the conversation with BIll and
Cindy last night over dinner. Though I told them at my church I am off
limits, jokingly said they will play matchmaker and set me up with
someone. I've only known Bill and Cindy since the beginning of the
softball season back in May, but Bill said if he had to list some
qualities of me, he will say: Joel is spiritaully and godly, and
certainly has the gift of discernment.
Lastly, during lunch today mom asked if I was still having guitar
lessons tonight, because I am ill. I told her yes, I'll still giving
guitar lessons tonight. She told me that Jackson, one of my good friend
back from Miliken Logos Church, and my guitar student, said to his mom
that he's glad to have me as a friend.
All these good words within a few days can be very flautering, but
I know God is telling my these things for encouragement. Lord, please
not let my ego get the better of me. I know everything I am is the
result of your handy work. So thank You, Lord, for Your work in me.
Sunday, August 21
Back in Service
Sorry, Jenny, for stealing your pun. But it is how I felt stepping into
church today. It was the first time this summer, I got the sit down
during a sermon back home at York Region and just soak in what God has
to say to me. Since the last week of June, I have been either away or
speaking on the Sunday. Waterloo, Saddleback, Montreal, speaking in
English Serivce, rafting, 2 weeks of Children messages... that's 7
weeks. But as I'm writing these things down, I began to realize this is
how a senior pastor of a church feels. They are either speaking at
their home church or speaking as a guest speaker. Joel, why are you
whining? God is just equipping you for His good works.
HAhahah!!! God has a funny way to reaffirm His words. As soon as I
wrote the down what I felt God was saying to me, He send me a
confirmation. I am listening to Seattle's Spirit 105.3 over internet
radio, and Mercy Me's "I Can Only Imagine" came on. I remember learning this song when I was visiting Montreal Chinese Alliance Church.
"I can only imagine what it will be like
When I walk by your side
I can only imagine what my eyes will see
When your face is before me
I can only imagine
I can only imagine
Surrounded by your glory
What will my heart feel?
Will I dance for you Jesus?
Or in awe of you be still?
Will I stand in your presence?
Or to my knees will I fall?
Will I sing Halelluja?
Will I be able to speak at all?
I can only imagine
I can only imagine
I can only imagine when that day comes
And I find myself standing in the Son
I can only imagine when all I will do
Is forever, forever worship you
I can only imagine
I can only imagine"
~I Can Only Imagine by Mercy Me
I remember this song touched me so much when I heard it. It a call
that made me really examined myself what will I do in the presence of
God. What I do truly reflects the status of my heart.
Well, back to today. Amazingly, still under the influence of the
flu, I was able to wake up early without trouble. The Church Ministry
Counsel meeting ended at 10:00. By the time I got home, it was need
11:00 and with the help of Neo-Citran I was out cold in no time. I
wanted to arrive to church early to setup up for service. Implanmenting
some ideas what was brought up during the meetings. As we placed each
chair down, we prayed for the person who is going sit in that seat for
service today. As service began, some of the younger ones are surprise
by the new setup, but overall we found it less distracting and more
intimate.
I really enjoyed the service today. I enjoy the company of the
brothers and sisters, worshipping with them and fellowshipping with
them. Mike Jr's message was refreshing. Mike and I agreed that though
theology wise the two of us have a long way to catch up with the likes
of Rev. Lau and Rev. Thumb, but we can use our youth as an advantage to
relate to today's culture and mentality.
After service, I was scheduled to umpire three softball games. Part
of me told me to go home and get some rest, but I didn't want to let
Bill and Ivan down. It only has been one week since the end of my
Sanctuary softball season, but umping the games made me miss playing
already. Umping the games was fun, but spending 6 hours on my feet was
taxing to my already weakened body. Also staying mentally sharp was
difficult too. But interestingly, as my body got weaker and weaker
throughout the day, I became mentally more alert. For it was during the
last game where most of the difficult calls were made. Relying main on
my hearing to make the calls at first base.
The surprise of the day came during dinner time with Bill, Cindy
and Ivan. Out of the blue, Cindy ask me why I was going to seminary. I
just told her it was God's calling. But she asked me was going on in my
mind when I was in Vancouver? Was I already thinking about serving God
fulltime when I was called while I was in Vancouver? So I ended up
sharing with them my struggles in 2003 and how I came back to Toronto
from Ottawa. In the end, Bill and Cindy shared how they met and how
they became romanticly involved after being friends for 9 years. That's
when God reminded me that He only gives us the best. Bill shared that
before datng Cindy, he told a brother that he wanted a wife with
similar qualities to Cindy, but he never considered Cindy because they
were such good friends and she is 8 years younger. He could have never
imagine God provided him with the real Cindy. Praise God for giving us
only the best.
"Which of you, if his son asks for bread, will give him a stone?
Or if he asks for a fish, will give him a snake? If you, then, though
you are evil, know how to give good gifts to your children, how much
more will your Father in heaven give good gifts to those who ask him!"
~Matt 7:9-11
church today. It was the first time this summer, I got the sit down
during a sermon back home at York Region and just soak in what God has
to say to me. Since the last week of June, I have been either away or
speaking on the Sunday. Waterloo, Saddleback, Montreal, speaking in
English Serivce, rafting, 2 weeks of Children messages... that's 7
weeks. But as I'm writing these things down, I began to realize this is
how a senior pastor of a church feels. They are either speaking at
their home church or speaking as a guest speaker. Joel, why are you
whining? God is just equipping you for His good works.
HAhahah!!! God has a funny way to reaffirm His words. As soon as I
wrote the down what I felt God was saying to me, He send me a
confirmation. I am listening to Seattle's Spirit 105.3 over internet
radio, and Mercy Me's "I Can Only Imagine" came on. I remember learning this song when I was visiting Montreal Chinese Alliance Church.
"I can only imagine what it will be like
When I walk by your side
I can only imagine what my eyes will see
When your face is before me
I can only imagine
I can only imagine
Surrounded by your glory
What will my heart feel?
Will I dance for you Jesus?
Or in awe of you be still?
Will I stand in your presence?
Or to my knees will I fall?
Will I sing Halelluja?
Will I be able to speak at all?
I can only imagine
I can only imagine
I can only imagine when that day comes
And I find myself standing in the Son
I can only imagine when all I will do
Is forever, forever worship you
I can only imagine
I can only imagine"
~I Can Only Imagine by Mercy Me
I remember this song touched me so much when I heard it. It a call
that made me really examined myself what will I do in the presence of
God. What I do truly reflects the status of my heart.
Well, back to today. Amazingly, still under the influence of the
flu, I was able to wake up early without trouble. The Church Ministry
Counsel meeting ended at 10:00. By the time I got home, it was need
11:00 and with the help of Neo-Citran I was out cold in no time. I
wanted to arrive to church early to setup up for service. Implanmenting
some ideas what was brought up during the meetings. As we placed each
chair down, we prayed for the person who is going sit in that seat for
service today. As service began, some of the younger ones are surprise
by the new setup, but overall we found it less distracting and more
intimate.
I really enjoyed the service today. I enjoy the company of the
brothers and sisters, worshipping with them and fellowshipping with
them. Mike Jr's message was refreshing. Mike and I agreed that though
theology wise the two of us have a long way to catch up with the likes
of Rev. Lau and Rev. Thumb, but we can use our youth as an advantage to
relate to today's culture and mentality.
After service, I was scheduled to umpire three softball games. Part
of me told me to go home and get some rest, but I didn't want to let
Bill and Ivan down. It only has been one week since the end of my
Sanctuary softball season, but umping the games made me miss playing
already. Umping the games was fun, but spending 6 hours on my feet was
taxing to my already weakened body. Also staying mentally sharp was
difficult too. But interestingly, as my body got weaker and weaker
throughout the day, I became mentally more alert. For it was during the
last game where most of the difficult calls were made. Relying main on
my hearing to make the calls at first base.
The surprise of the day came during dinner time with Bill, Cindy
and Ivan. Out of the blue, Cindy ask me why I was going to seminary. I
just told her it was God's calling. But she asked me was going on in my
mind when I was in Vancouver? Was I already thinking about serving God
fulltime when I was called while I was in Vancouver? So I ended up
sharing with them my struggles in 2003 and how I came back to Toronto
from Ottawa. In the end, Bill and Cindy shared how they met and how
they became romanticly involved after being friends for 9 years. That's
when God reminded me that He only gives us the best. Bill shared that
before datng Cindy, he told a brother that he wanted a wife with
similar qualities to Cindy, but he never considered Cindy because they
were such good friends and she is 8 years younger. He could have never
imagine God provided him with the real Cindy. Praise God for giving us
only the best.
"Which of you, if his son asks for bread, will give him a stone?
Or if he asks for a fish, will give him a snake? If you, then, though
you are evil, know how to give good gifts to your children, how much
more will your Father in heaven give good gifts to those who ask him!"
~Matt 7:9-11
Saturday, August 20
When God Say Too Much is Too Much
August 20th, 2005. For the last few weeks, it looked as though today
would be the busiest day of the year for me. It started with a wedding
invitation from Jeff and Elizabeth. But due to poor scheduling, I also
committed to helping out with Habitat for Humanity in the morning to
help build a house (something I really wanted to do for a long time).
Last, but not least, the Church Ministry Council meeting was schedule
for this afternoon, where my attendance is mandatory.
As the day approached, I had it all planned out. H4H in the
morning, 3:30pm EMC and CMC meetings, and 7:00pm wedding reception.
Everything seem to fit together. That was my plan... but apparently
that's not what God have in mind. Monday night was a hint of what to
come, starting with a nasty sore throat. To a point that I could not
speak on Tuesday. I thought all was well by Wednesday. But by Thursday,
came the fever. I know I needed rest during the all day Caring Ministry
meeting on Thursday, but I was too focused on the task at hand. I was
bedridden Friday, but stubborn old me still made the trek outside to
meet with Mike Jr. in the evening. It turned out to be an awesome
discussion, Mike and I bouncing ideas back and forth for English
Ministry. Thank God for the widsom, for ideas for the English Ministry.
I was really excited coming out of the discussion.
But what it meant for today is that I know I will not have the
strength to have such a busy day. H4H is out of the question. In my
current condition, it will be dangerous for me to be on the work site.
So I decided to notify Bill first thing in the morning and return to
bed. Oh, what a horrible night of sleep, tossing and turning, fever,
stuffy nose and coughing. I did not get the rest I wanted. That would
be staying up late for the wedding would be out of the question too.
The leaves the EMC & CMC meeting. There's no way I am going to miss
those meetings.
I know God will give me strength in the meetings. Thank you, Lord, for protecting me from being burnt out.
However, there is one thing that bothered me today. A member of the
English Ministry Council called and ask for premission to be absent for
the EMC. I will not disclose the reason but I thought in my current
condition I still make it an effort to come to the meeting. This small
thing made me angry. I am not angry toward that individual (so please
don't be offended if you read this), but I am angry at myself in my
inability to lead this group of awesome servants. Angry at myself for
my inability to make the meetings, their service meaningful.
This will be something I will ponder thoughout the day. Lord, please teach me the lesson I need to learn.
would be the busiest day of the year for me. It started with a wedding
invitation from Jeff and Elizabeth. But due to poor scheduling, I also
committed to helping out with Habitat for Humanity in the morning to
help build a house (something I really wanted to do for a long time).
Last, but not least, the Church Ministry Council meeting was schedule
for this afternoon, where my attendance is mandatory.
As the day approached, I had it all planned out. H4H in the
morning, 3:30pm EMC and CMC meetings, and 7:00pm wedding reception.
Everything seem to fit together. That was my plan... but apparently
that's not what God have in mind. Monday night was a hint of what to
come, starting with a nasty sore throat. To a point that I could not
speak on Tuesday. I thought all was well by Wednesday. But by Thursday,
came the fever. I know I needed rest during the all day Caring Ministry
meeting on Thursday, but I was too focused on the task at hand. I was
bedridden Friday, but stubborn old me still made the trek outside to
meet with Mike Jr. in the evening. It turned out to be an awesome
discussion, Mike and I bouncing ideas back and forth for English
Ministry. Thank God for the widsom, for ideas for the English Ministry.
I was really excited coming out of the discussion.
But what it meant for today is that I know I will not have the
strength to have such a busy day. H4H is out of the question. In my
current condition, it will be dangerous for me to be on the work site.
So I decided to notify Bill first thing in the morning and return to
bed. Oh, what a horrible night of sleep, tossing and turning, fever,
stuffy nose and coughing. I did not get the rest I wanted. That would
be staying up late for the wedding would be out of the question too.
The leaves the EMC & CMC meeting. There's no way I am going to miss
those meetings.
I know God will give me strength in the meetings. Thank you, Lord, for protecting me from being burnt out.
However, there is one thing that bothered me today. A member of the
English Ministry Council called and ask for premission to be absent for
the EMC. I will not disclose the reason but I thought in my current
condition I still make it an effort to come to the meeting. This small
thing made me angry. I am not angry toward that individual (so please
don't be offended if you read this), but I am angry at myself in my
inability to lead this group of awesome servants. Angry at myself for
my inability to make the meetings, their service meaningful.
This will be something I will ponder thoughout the day. Lord, please teach me the lesson I need to learn.
Authority of the Bible
Thank you, Lord, for sermon preparation.
"All Scripture is God-breathed and is useful for teaching, rebuking, correcting and training in righteousness, so that the man of God may be thoroughly equipped for every good work."
~2 Tim 3:16-17
"All Scripture is God-breathed and is useful for teaching, rebuking, correcting and training in righteousness, so that the man of God may be thoroughly equipped for every good work."
~2 Tim 3:16-17
Friday, August 19
Flu
Lying in bed... flu. My sinus is all clogged up,
but I want to get and prepare for next week's sermon. Thank God for
strength in the mist of all the sniffles and coughing.
but I want to get and prepare for next week's sermon. Thank God for
strength in the mist of all the sniffles and coughing.
Thunder, Flooding, and Tornado Warning, OH MY!
Sick of lying in bed because of the flu, watching the lights flicker on
and off with the storm outside. I picked up my book, grabbed a lawn
chair, and camped out in the garage enjoying the rain with taking in
some teachings from Bill Hybels.
My, what an amazing storm. moth ball size hail, heavy rain,
lightling flashed across the skies, thunder rumbled overhead, driveway
littered with fallen leaves and branches, and flood rush down the
streets. For as long as I can remember, my curiousity of storms and
rain always draws me outside in the worst of conditions. From the time
we were running from the storm while canoeing on the Barren Canyon
River, to the occassion flooding of Philip St. in Waterloo, I love to
hear the rat-tad-tad sound of the rain and the crash of thunder.
Today was no different. Being outside made me forget about my flu.
It made me wonder what would have went through Noah's mind when his was
rocking in his ark listening to the sound of rain that's flooding the
world he knew.
Back to the basics today. Soon after I came back into the house,
the power went out. Just like the great blackout from two years ago. No
radio, no TV, no internet, no distraction... C.Mo decided to cancel
Home Group program for tonight, it's far too dangerous to drive through
the flooded roads. Flooded basement, I ran around the house to ensure
every is okay around the house. Oh what fun it was when mom and dad
came home, how we all work together in the absent of electricity to
prepare dinner and for the night. But power is back, and it's time for
dinner. Thank you God for this peaceful experience.
and off with the storm outside. I picked up my book, grabbed a lawn
chair, and camped out in the garage enjoying the rain with taking in
some teachings from Bill Hybels.
My, what an amazing storm. moth ball size hail, heavy rain,
lightling flashed across the skies, thunder rumbled overhead, driveway
littered with fallen leaves and branches, and flood rush down the
streets. For as long as I can remember, my curiousity of storms and
rain always draws me outside in the worst of conditions. From the time
we were running from the storm while canoeing on the Barren Canyon
River, to the occassion flooding of Philip St. in Waterloo, I love to
hear the rat-tad-tad sound of the rain and the crash of thunder.
Today was no different. Being outside made me forget about my flu.
It made me wonder what would have went through Noah's mind when his was
rocking in his ark listening to the sound of rain that's flooding the
world he knew.
Back to the basics today. Soon after I came back into the house,
the power went out. Just like the great blackout from two years ago. No
radio, no TV, no internet, no distraction... C.Mo decided to cancel
Home Group program for tonight, it's far too dangerous to drive through
the flooded roads. Flooded basement, I ran around the house to ensure
every is okay around the house. Oh what fun it was when mom and dad
came home, how we all work together in the absent of electricity to
prepare dinner and for the night. But power is back, and it's time for
dinner. Thank you God for this peaceful experience.
Thursday, August 18
Devos in Edwards Garden
I had such wonderful devos today, spending time in the beautiful
Edwards Garden reading God's word. It has been awhile since God had
touched me so much in devos. Maybe it was the peace of the trickling
waterfall, the quacking of the canada geese running around me, or the
wonder in observing bees buzzing from flower to flower hard at work.
While preparing for this Saturday's English Council Ministry
meeting, I found a peaceful corner un the garden to read "Volunteer
Revolution". Tears stream down my face as God reminded me of my purpose
to serve Him, and to equip others to serve Him.
Edwards Garden reading God's word. It has been awhile since God had
touched me so much in devos. Maybe it was the peace of the trickling
waterfall, the quacking of the canada geese running around me, or the
wonder in observing bees buzzing from flower to flower hard at work.
While preparing for this Saturday's English Council Ministry
meeting, I found a peaceful corner un the garden to read "Volunteer
Revolution". Tears stream down my face as God reminded me of my purpose
to serve Him, and to equip others to serve Him.
Sunday, August 14
Thank You Sanctuary Softball
3 months, 10 games, and countless practices later, this concludes the
2005 Sanctuary softball season. Praise God for the fellowship I had
with the team. It seem so long ago when I met my team for the first
time. Bill asked me a funny question today, "Joel, with so many offers
to join other teams, why did you choose Sanctuary?" To be honest, I
didn't really have an answer to that question. God just placed me into
Sanctuary. I could of played with my cousins on the Anointed, or with
my old church friends on the Remnants, but in hindsight God taught me
so much on this team.
I had so much fun with the team, how God bond us together in
support and encouragements. Even though we only had 1 win all season,
we had so much fun learning the game of softball together. And thank
God the the opportunity to serve as the honourary batting coach. It was
wonderful to see everyone learn the game of softball for Lord.
2005 Sanctuary softball season. Praise God for the fellowship I had
with the team. It seem so long ago when I met my team for the first
time. Bill asked me a funny question today, "Joel, with so many offers
to join other teams, why did you choose Sanctuary?" To be honest, I
didn't really have an answer to that question. God just placed me into
Sanctuary. I could of played with my cousins on the Anointed, or with
my old church friends on the Remnants, but in hindsight God taught me
so much on this team.
I had so much fun with the team, how God bond us together in
support and encouragements. Even though we only had 1 win all season,
we had so much fun learning the game of softball together. And thank
God the the opportunity to serve as the honourary batting coach. It was
wonderful to see everyone learn the game of softball for Lord.
Thursday, August 11
Time for The Next Challenge
God has a funny way to make me keep my words. When you allow God to
work in your life -- to mold you and shape you, you are due for a
workout. It was as though I just snap out my spiritual low, regaining
my focus in the Lord, God has the next challenge waiting for me around
the corner.
Something came up at work, and I am call to really focus and step
up to set a good example in the office. In the mist of busyness, I am
looking for leadership at work however instead I am call to step up to
be that leader. Lord, please give me the strength in the coming weeks
to learn the lessons you want me to learn.
work in your life -- to mold you and shape you, you are due for a
workout. It was as though I just snap out my spiritual low, regaining
my focus in the Lord, God has the next challenge waiting for me around
the corner.
Something came up at work, and I am call to really focus and step
up to set a good example in the office. In the mist of busyness, I am
looking for leadership at work however instead I am call to step up to
be that leader. Lord, please give me the strength in the coming weeks
to learn the lessons you want me to learn.
Wednesday, August 10
The Wonder of Toes
Tonight, we had our joint men and girl's group event. The group of us
went to First Markham Place food court for dinner, before heading to
Bowling. During dinner, there was a family with a young baby sitting at
the table across from me. I was watching the baby and making funny
faces with the baby. It is amazing to see how the little baby smiles
and react to the funny faces I make at it. But as I was making funny
faces at the baby, I noticed something even more amazing. The baby
would sit there, and watch her own toes for minutes. She will wiggle
her toes and watch her toes in awe. Then, she would wiggle her fingers
and watch her fingers in awe. It is this awe, this sense of wonder, the
wonder of the toes, of fingers, of the weird faces of a funny looking
man. :P
After playing with the baby for minutes, I am finally caught by the
parents. The proud parents noticed their baby were giggle and smile at
the funny man making weird faces, so we introduced ourselves to them.
Since Candy and Genuine were sitting directly behind them, they started
a conversation with them. Angela and Steve, the proud parents for the 3
months old baby, were enjoying all the attention their baby were
getting. While Candy and Gen were talking to speaking to Angela and
Steve, Johan whispered into my ear: "C'mon, Genuine, invited them to
our church." At the moment, in my heart, I prayed for Angela and Steve.
And the next thing that happened was a flurry searching for a church
pamplet. Praise God, Alice with her magic pouch had a pamplet and a
church bulletin.
Lord, thank You for the opportunity to serve You with brothers and
sisters like Genuine, Candy, Johan, Alice and the rest for the English
Congregation. I pray for Angela and Steve, pray that You will open
their hearts and draw them to You this Sunday.
went to First Markham Place food court for dinner, before heading to
Bowling. During dinner, there was a family with a young baby sitting at
the table across from me. I was watching the baby and making funny
faces with the baby. It is amazing to see how the little baby smiles
and react to the funny faces I make at it. But as I was making funny
faces at the baby, I noticed something even more amazing. The baby
would sit there, and watch her own toes for minutes. She will wiggle
her toes and watch her toes in awe. Then, she would wiggle her fingers
and watch her fingers in awe. It is this awe, this sense of wonder, the
wonder of the toes, of fingers, of the weird faces of a funny looking
man. :P
After playing with the baby for minutes, I am finally caught by the
parents. The proud parents noticed their baby were giggle and smile at
the funny man making weird faces, so we introduced ourselves to them.
Since Candy and Genuine were sitting directly behind them, they started
a conversation with them. Angela and Steve, the proud parents for the 3
months old baby, were enjoying all the attention their baby were
getting. While Candy and Gen were talking to speaking to Angela and
Steve, Johan whispered into my ear: "C'mon, Genuine, invited them to
our church." At the moment, in my heart, I prayed for Angela and Steve.
And the next thing that happened was a flurry searching for a church
pamplet. Praise God, Alice with her magic pouch had a pamplet and a
church bulletin.
Lord, thank You for the opportunity to serve You with brothers and
sisters like Genuine, Candy, Johan, Alice and the rest for the English
Congregation. I pray for Angela and Steve, pray that You will open
their hearts and draw them to You this Sunday.
Tuesday, August 9
Ready for Take-off
" He gives strength to the weary
and increases the power of the weak.
Even youths grow tired and weary,
and young men stumble and fall;
but those who hope in the LORD
will renew their strength.
They will soar on wings like eagles;
they will run and not grow weary,
they will walk and not be faint."
~Isa 40:29-31
As a weak, He give me strength. He does not invite the strong to
fly along side with Him. He invites to weak to soar on His wings. Lord,
I am weak, I am tired, yet, I am ready to soar with You.
From talking to Alice on Sunday, to Theresa today, and meeting with
the directional team today, I realized what I needed to do to refocus.
Pray. :P
I realized that most of the senior leadership in the English
Congregation are tired, and each are dealing with their own personal
issues. While, yes, I am mentally tired, but I have hope in the Lord --
hope that He will renew my strength. With renewed strength, God called
me to execise my gifts.
I was a little nervous meeting the Directional Team tonight. I
didn't know what they would say. When I arrived, Rev Lau told me that
for the next 1/2 hour the floor is mine. "What? I did not prepared for
anything!" The direction team wanted to learn more about my calling,
and wanted to know how they can support me through my studies.
It was very reassuring to know the church to behind me. The meeting
was pretty tiring, sharing for 1/2 hour and fielding questions from the
Directional Team. So I wanted to go home afterward. However, as soon as
I turned out of the church parking lot, I decided to give Theresa a
call to drop by since I'm in the area. Thank God for the chat with
Theresa. It was long over due to get in touch with each of my senior
leadership. Time to execise my gift, to encourage and lift up my tired
leaders.
Thank You God for refocusing my thoughts. Thank You for giving us this great dream and vision for Your church.
and increases the power of the weak.
Even youths grow tired and weary,
and young men stumble and fall;
but those who hope in the LORD
will renew their strength.
They will soar on wings like eagles;
they will run and not grow weary,
they will walk and not be faint."
~Isa 40:29-31
As a weak, He give me strength. He does not invite the strong to
fly along side with Him. He invites to weak to soar on His wings. Lord,
I am weak, I am tired, yet, I am ready to soar with You.
From talking to Alice on Sunday, to Theresa today, and meeting with
the directional team today, I realized what I needed to do to refocus.
Pray. :P
I realized that most of the senior leadership in the English
Congregation are tired, and each are dealing with their own personal
issues. While, yes, I am mentally tired, but I have hope in the Lord --
hope that He will renew my strength. With renewed strength, God called
me to execise my gifts.
I was a little nervous meeting the Directional Team tonight. I
didn't know what they would say. When I arrived, Rev Lau told me that
for the next 1/2 hour the floor is mine. "What? I did not prepared for
anything!" The direction team wanted to learn more about my calling,
and wanted to know how they can support me through my studies.
It was very reassuring to know the church to behind me. The meeting
was pretty tiring, sharing for 1/2 hour and fielding questions from the
Directional Team. So I wanted to go home afterward. However, as soon as
I turned out of the church parking lot, I decided to give Theresa a
call to drop by since I'm in the area. Thank God for the chat with
Theresa. It was long over due to get in touch with each of my senior
leadership. Time to execise my gift, to encourage and lift up my tired
leaders.
Thank You God for refocusing my thoughts. Thank You for giving us this great dream and vision for Your church.
Sunday, August 7
Mentally Tired
Why am I so distracted recently? By every little small and big things.
Emotions running wild. Voices in my head. I cannot hear God's words.
Brothers and sisters were telling my to deal with these emotions
directly. However, I had doubts. Though what they said made sense,
however, I continue to play Gideon.
Dealing direct with my emotions could settle many voices in my
mind. I did it once last year and it was a blessing and brought me
peace. However, this time, something seem different. As though there
was something else I was meant to learn. Am I playing Gideon or
learning a lesson in patience? Only God can tell. But I began to panic
for I cannot calm down to hear God's voice.
Thank God, with some thought and the experience from preparing
today's Senior Worship Children message, I realized my emotions ran
wild is not the root cause of the problem. The problem is that I am
mentally tired, even since the conclusion of Show N' Tell week in June.
From that week and all the travelling I did, I have never recovered.
And being mentally tired, every little or big things distracted me.
From little things such as the Tour of France, NHL free agents, or big
things such as my emotions, all swamped my mind with voices.
So the past two weeks, I have been overwhelmed by my emotions and
seeking for ways to deal with these emotions, while all along it was my
that is tired. In due time, I will address my emotions, but Joel,
patience, wait for God's directions.
Emotions running wild. Voices in my head. I cannot hear God's words.
Brothers and sisters were telling my to deal with these emotions
directly. However, I had doubts. Though what they said made sense,
however, I continue to play Gideon.
Dealing direct with my emotions could settle many voices in my
mind. I did it once last year and it was a blessing and brought me
peace. However, this time, something seem different. As though there
was something else I was meant to learn. Am I playing Gideon or
learning a lesson in patience? Only God can tell. But I began to panic
for I cannot calm down to hear God's voice.
Thank God, with some thought and the experience from preparing
today's Senior Worship Children message, I realized my emotions ran
wild is not the root cause of the problem. The problem is that I am
mentally tired, even since the conclusion of Show N' Tell week in June.
From that week and all the travelling I did, I have never recovered.
And being mentally tired, every little or big things distracted me.
From little things such as the Tour of France, NHL free agents, or big
things such as my emotions, all swamped my mind with voices.
So the past two weeks, I have been overwhelmed by my emotions and
seeking for ways to deal with these emotions, while all along it was my
that is tired. In due time, I will address my emotions, but Joel,
patience, wait for God's directions.
Sunday, July 31
God's Signature
G.K Chesterton once said that the older one gets the more it takes to
fill the heart with wonder, and that only God was big enough for that.
5:43 am, front row seats, literally, to God's greatest specticule,
the morning sunrise. It is a specticule He prepared for us every
morning since the beginning of time. Yet, every morning, it is atill
filled with His glory and majesty.
Last night, Genuine and I stared up into the heavens, watching
shooting starts streak across the evening sky. We commented how small
we are, in comparison to the whole universe.
fill the heart with wonder, and that only God was big enough for that.
5:43 am, front row seats, literally, to God's greatest specticule,
the morning sunrise. It is a specticule He prepared for us every
morning since the beginning of time. Yet, every morning, it is atill
filled with His glory and majesty.
Last night, Genuine and I stared up into the heavens, watching
shooting starts streak across the evening sky. We commented how small
we are, in comparison to the whole universe.
Friday, July 29
Learning to be a Spiritual Camel
This past two weeks, I am getting a taste of what to come over the next three years. Allocating time between ministry, work and family, I was trying to find time to attend to all three. What suffered most was my quiet time with my Father. Though I still have time to read in the office or time to think and listen to sermon during my time on the road, I still long for some quiet personal time with Father.
I began to understand the amount of time need to prepare a sermon (10 hours for every hour of message). Over the past two weeks I faired pretty well, preparing of a sermon, maintain to be the "hardest working" in the office, completing my errands, and even making time to have dim sum with grandma. But it has been taxing, and I'm feeling the tireness now. For the same reason, I'm looking forward to this weekend rafting/camping trip. At a camping trip I can always find some quiet time to spend with Father and to wonder at His majesty creation. To become a spiritual camel, load up with my time with Father, and get ready to jump right back into minitry next week.
I began to understand the amount of time need to prepare a sermon (10 hours for every hour of message). Over the past two weeks I faired pretty well, preparing of a sermon, maintain to be the "hardest working" in the office, completing my errands, and even making time to have dim sum with grandma. But it has been taxing, and I'm feeling the tireness now. For the same reason, I'm looking forward to this weekend rafting/camping trip. At a camping trip I can always find some quiet time to spend with Father and to wonder at His majesty creation. To become a spiritual camel, load up with my time with Father, and get ready to jump right back into minitry next week.
Thursday, July 28
A Productive Birthday
27 already. Every since university, I did not like celebrating my birthday. Maybe because I always had to study on my birthday since the exams of summer term is always at the end of July. But I think the main reason is because I do not like all the attention on myself. Therefore I don't find birthdays any different than any other days.
So I decided to run errends today. A great way to spend some productive time all by myself. But to start the day off, dim sum with Grandma. Realizing I haven't had lunch with grandma much since she moved up north, it's time to catchup with her. But apparently she had dim sum plans already with two other "por por", so I join the three of them for dim sum.
I guess it has been a year since Lee, my younger cousin, got married. And also two years since Nap's wedding, my older cousin. That was the center of discussion for grandma and the two por por. "Ah Yin, when is your turn?" They took the liberty of taking turn giving my tips on how to find the "perfect wife". So funny, entertaining all the suggestions. I took their suggestion with a grain of salt because I already know the qualities I should look for in my wife. They are listed in Proverbs 31.
Another funny incident occured during dim sum, probably due to the numbing effect of today's center of discussion, is that all of a sudden I forgot how to write my Chinese name. I felt so ashamed. Maybe it's a wake up call from God, telling me to sharpen my Chinese.
After dim sum, I had my fury of errands. I went to Tyndale to register for my courses. I got my first choice in all my course, 4 courses in Fall, 5 in the Winter.
Fall '05 - Greek I, Systematic Theology I, Leadership Development, Worship & Liturgy
Winter '06 - Greek 2, Systematic Theology 2, NT History & Theology, Bible Interpretation, Spiritual Formation
Praise God, I got Prof Penner for both Greek.
After registering, I went to Scarborough Town Center to renew my license plate. But I realize I needed to do emission testing first. So emission testing I go. The wait time was good, gave me a chance to do some reading. Afterward, back to STC for renewal, but I realized I forgot my auto-insurance in the car. Third time the charm. license plate renewed, I went home and decided to wash and wax my car, completely clean the interior, fix the broken truck light and change the engine oil.
Fixing the truck light was a challenge. Now I know what it feels like to be a dead body in the truck. I found out that the truck light was broken, so I was lying in the trunk trying to solder the wire upside-down. That was a first.
After all that, off to church for coffeehouse rehersal... or so I thought.
After picking up Harmony, arrived at church to see Mike to be first one at the church locked out. So I went to unlock the door. When I opened the door, I found it odd that the alarm was not set. Then before stepping through the door, I looked down as saw a plate of whip cream, "Uh oh". My last sight was Genuine jumping out from behind the door. There's no point in running, I just turned around and walked. Whip cream, shaving cream, flour, eggs, water... 16 people throwing all sort of things at me. All that was missing was chocolate chip and I'll become a human cookie.
Man, they got me competely off guard. Coffeehouse rehersal. That was a good one. What amazing is that I only know all of them of a year. I praise God for the bond we developed over the last year. They had my complete trust. And spending my birthday with these brothers and sisters is the best thing I can ask for. Thank You, Lord for these great friends.
Angie, Olga, Olwen and Candy baked me a cake. Candy and Genunie made me a wonderful scrapbook. Theresa and Johan got me a very nice gift. How blessed I am? Thank You, Lord, for giving me the best birthday ever. And thank you, Candy, for all the planning you put it.
But Gen and Candy, you know I usually find a way to top whatever to done to me. So lemme see, who's birthday is next? Ahhh, that's right, July 29th, Genuine's birthday. Mahahah.
So I decided to run errends today. A great way to spend some productive time all by myself. But to start the day off, dim sum with Grandma. Realizing I haven't had lunch with grandma much since she moved up north, it's time to catchup with her. But apparently she had dim sum plans already with two other "por por", so I join the three of them for dim sum.
I guess it has been a year since Lee, my younger cousin, got married. And also two years since Nap's wedding, my older cousin. That was the center of discussion for grandma and the two por por. "Ah Yin, when is your turn?" They took the liberty of taking turn giving my tips on how to find the "perfect wife". So funny, entertaining all the suggestions. I took their suggestion with a grain of salt because I already know the qualities I should look for in my wife. They are listed in Proverbs 31.
Another funny incident occured during dim sum, probably due to the numbing effect of today's center of discussion, is that all of a sudden I forgot how to write my Chinese name. I felt so ashamed. Maybe it's a wake up call from God, telling me to sharpen my Chinese.
After dim sum, I had my fury of errands. I went to Tyndale to register for my courses. I got my first choice in all my course, 4 courses in Fall, 5 in the Winter.
Fall '05 - Greek I, Systematic Theology I, Leadership Development, Worship & Liturgy
Winter '06 - Greek 2, Systematic Theology 2, NT History & Theology, Bible Interpretation, Spiritual Formation
Praise God, I got Prof Penner for both Greek.
After registering, I went to Scarborough Town Center to renew my license plate. But I realize I needed to do emission testing first. So emission testing I go. The wait time was good, gave me a chance to do some reading. Afterward, back to STC for renewal, but I realized I forgot my auto-insurance in the car. Third time the charm. license plate renewed, I went home and decided to wash and wax my car, completely clean the interior, fix the broken truck light and change the engine oil.
Fixing the truck light was a challenge. Now I know what it feels like to be a dead body in the truck. I found out that the truck light was broken, so I was lying in the trunk trying to solder the wire upside-down. That was a first.
After all that, off to church for coffeehouse rehersal... or so I thought.
After picking up Harmony, arrived at church to see Mike to be first one at the church locked out. So I went to unlock the door. When I opened the door, I found it odd that the alarm was not set. Then before stepping through the door, I looked down as saw a plate of whip cream, "Uh oh". My last sight was Genuine jumping out from behind the door. There's no point in running, I just turned around and walked. Whip cream, shaving cream, flour, eggs, water... 16 people throwing all sort of things at me. All that was missing was chocolate chip and I'll become a human cookie.
Man, they got me competely off guard. Coffeehouse rehersal. That was a good one. What amazing is that I only know all of them of a year. I praise God for the bond we developed over the last year. They had my complete trust. And spending my birthday with these brothers and sisters is the best thing I can ask for. Thank You, Lord for these great friends.
Angie, Olga, Olwen and Candy baked me a cake. Candy and Genunie made me a wonderful scrapbook. Theresa and Johan got me a very nice gift. How blessed I am? Thank You, Lord, for giving me the best birthday ever. And thank you, Candy, for all the planning you put it.
But Gen and Candy, you know I usually find a way to top whatever to done to me. So lemme see, who's birthday is next? Ahhh, that's right, July 29th, Genuine's birthday. Mahahah.
Wednesday, July 27
Rehabililating for the glory of God
"Everyone is addicted to something..."
~Rev. Michael Lau
This was what Rev Lau said during the pastoral meeting after he came back from CCCOWE in Macau. The question is, in the year 2006 and beyond, how shall we advance the Gospel? Do we still go door-to-door? But that will leave a sour taste of cold-calling or force sales in the mouths of people. Do we preach in the streets corner? Most will just treat it as noise. Friendship evengelism? A little better, but what shall we say to our friends.
What did Jesus do?
He formed relationships with the needy and addressed their needs. What kind of needs? Physical health? Yes. Spiriual oppression? Yes. Emotional emptiness? Yes. But in all these cases, Jesus addressed the root cause of these needs. Our addiction to sin.
When Jesus saw their faith, he said to the paralytic, "Son, your sins are forgiven."
~Mark 2:5
The Bible did not give details of what kind of sins this paralytic man was addicted to, however, Jesus addressed his sins by forgiving, and the paralytic man was healed. This is the cutting edge of the Gospel. This is the core value of friendship evengelism and prayer evengelism. To build relationships with the lost and allow Christ to reach out to their addiction. It is only when this addiction is addressed and forgiven by the love of God that the lost can be found and freed from the bondage of sin.
Looking at our church, with a focus on healing and aiding single parent family and parents of problem child, we need to retool our leadership to cater to the hearts of the congregation. The greatest need is that the majority of the congregation will be VDP (Very Draining People) and VNP (Very Needy People). We will need the discernment from God to seek out the VRP (Very Resource People) from the congregation to move the VDP and VNP to VTP (Very Trainable People) and VIP (Very Important People).
We are all rehabililating from our addiction of sin, we should do it for the glory of God.
~Rev. Michael Lau
This was what Rev Lau said during the pastoral meeting after he came back from CCCOWE in Macau. The question is, in the year 2006 and beyond, how shall we advance the Gospel? Do we still go door-to-door? But that will leave a sour taste of cold-calling or force sales in the mouths of people. Do we preach in the streets corner? Most will just treat it as noise. Friendship evengelism? A little better, but what shall we say to our friends.
What did Jesus do?
He formed relationships with the needy and addressed their needs. What kind of needs? Physical health? Yes. Spiriual oppression? Yes. Emotional emptiness? Yes. But in all these cases, Jesus addressed the root cause of these needs. Our addiction to sin.
When Jesus saw their faith, he said to the paralytic, "Son, your sins are forgiven."
~Mark 2:5
The Bible did not give details of what kind of sins this paralytic man was addicted to, however, Jesus addressed his sins by forgiving, and the paralytic man was healed. This is the cutting edge of the Gospel. This is the core value of friendship evengelism and prayer evengelism. To build relationships with the lost and allow Christ to reach out to their addiction. It is only when this addiction is addressed and forgiven by the love of God that the lost can be found and freed from the bondage of sin.
Looking at our church, with a focus on healing and aiding single parent family and parents of problem child, we need to retool our leadership to cater to the hearts of the congregation. The greatest need is that the majority of the congregation will be VDP (Very Draining People) and VNP (Very Needy People). We will need the discernment from God to seek out the VRP (Very Resource People) from the congregation to move the VDP and VNP to VTP (Very Trainable People) and VIP (Very Important People).
We are all rehabililating from our addiction of sin, we should do it for the glory of God.
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