Greetings everyone, I am really sorry for the lack of updates, but my
workload has finally caught up to me and I am feeling the heat. I did
several personality tests in my Leadership Development course and it
confirmed this might happen.
MBTI( Myers-Briggs Type Indicator ) : ENFP
http://www.humanmetrics.com/cgi-win/JTypes1.htm
SOI (Style of Influence): Persuader
Persuader
Persuaders are friendly and lots of fun. They influence others
through outgoing personalities that relate well to the needs of other
people. They are good at developing loyalty in other people and then
selling their ideas to meet the needs of the other person. They are
enthusiastic and value their ability to verbalize ideas. They also
evaluate others by how effectively the can verbalize. Persuaders are
ones who sell ideas as a lifestyle. They are charming, and at times
impetuous. They like a good deal of variety and will not tolerate tight
reporting structures, which are viewed as too controlling and
oppressive. They will do well at creating enthusiasm in the group for
ideas that need to be implemented. They can overestimate their ability
to influence others and can be too optimistic about the accomplishment
of a task. They can also jump to conclusions before obtaining all the
facts. Often they will try to commit to too many activities and as
a result be spread too thin. They then can react to the pressure by
trying to do it all in a mediocre way rather than dropping some of the
activities. They have a hard time saying no. Presuaders are a great
asset to any group because of their enthusiasm. They will function best
in a environment where they have the freedom to select their own
projects and then deadlines are given to them for the accomplishment of
these projects.
Positive Potential:
enthusiastic
a seller of ideas
enjoys people
Negative Potential:
impulsive
can overuse enthusiasm as a substitute for getting the facts straight
Thanks to every for praying for me, worrying that I will spread too thin. I know by the grace of God He will carry me through.
Saturday, October 15
Wednesday, October 5
519 Days of Waiting
519 days of no hockey, and finally the NHL resumes tonight. I still
remember of the last game the Leafs played, in the playoffs vs. the
Flyers. Game 6, overtime, and Jeremy Roenik ended our playoff run.
I have been eagerly waiting for the return of Leafs hockey... but I
thought to myself, do I have the same eagerness for the return of
Christ? Do I look till I'm long in the neck for His glorious
reappearing? Or an even better question, am I ready for His return? If
He were to return today, can I say that I have accomplished what He had
set in front of me?
Joel, why the lack of obedience... follow His ways and eagerly await for His return.
remember of the last game the Leafs played, in the playoffs vs. the
Flyers. Game 6, overtime, and Jeremy Roenik ended our playoff run.
I have been eagerly waiting for the return of Leafs hockey... but I
thought to myself, do I have the same eagerness for the return of
Christ? Do I look till I'm long in the neck for His glorious
reappearing? Or an even better question, am I ready for His return? If
He were to return today, can I say that I have accomplished what He had
set in front of me?
Joel, why the lack of obedience... follow His ways and eagerly await for His return.
Friday, September 23
Life Influencing Lives
... that has been a thought I had in my mind for the past few weeks, and it became more alive today.
After lunch today, I met with Rev Lau to have a chat, updating him
on my progress at the seminary and along to officially ask him to be my
mentor for my Leadership Development class. Dr. Wildeboar said that you
should never be alone in ministry. You should always have two others
serving with you, a mentor and an apprentice. I was excited when Rev
Lau agreed to take me under his wings and monitor my spiritual growth.
On every Friday, I am invited to the church after lunch. I get to
polish the bulletin for the week and along with Rev. Lau prepare for
the Friday night program. Every other week, we will also meet for a
progress report. I will have my own church office hours. :P Throughout
the meeting, Rev Lau said many encouraging words to me, my spirits were
lifted but I must also not let it get into my head.
After my meeting with Rev. Lau I went back to the school to meet
with Sharolyn, the student life coordinator. On Monday, I bumped into
Kaarina in the hallways and she asked me if I would coach the varsity
women's volleyball team because of what happened at the retreat. So
during the week I spoke with Sharolyn to get more information. I was
uncertain whether or not I would want take on such a challenge because
of my inexperience in competitive volleyball. So I spend the past few
days praying about it. The more I prayed and as I read Dr. Robert
Clinton's "Making of a Leader" I realized this might be a ministry
task. So I decide to meet with Sharolyn today and toss the ball back
into her court. She told me of the three candidate she met so far,
eventhough I have the lest volleyball experience, I have the greatest
potential in positivity influencing the players on the team. So she
will get back to me sometime next week with her decision.
When a ministry task is offered to you, it saves so much headaches
and worries you just act in obedience and let God's will play out. Oh,
what peace. :)
To top off the night, Patrick and I went to see Les Misérables.
Patrick got us really good seat, G-row, 6 rows back from the stage. And
to illustrate the point life influencing lives, when the Bishop of
Digne acted in compassion to Jean Valjean by forgiving his act of
theft, it changed Jean Valjean's life. And in turn, Jean Valjean
influenced the lives of Fantine, Cosette, Marius and ultimately Javert.
Life influencing lives. The compassion and kindness of one bishop.
After lunch today, I met with Rev Lau to have a chat, updating him
on my progress at the seminary and along to officially ask him to be my
mentor for my Leadership Development class. Dr. Wildeboar said that you
should never be alone in ministry. You should always have two others
serving with you, a mentor and an apprentice. I was excited when Rev
Lau agreed to take me under his wings and monitor my spiritual growth.
On every Friday, I am invited to the church after lunch. I get to
polish the bulletin for the week and along with Rev. Lau prepare for
the Friday night program. Every other week, we will also meet for a
progress report. I will have my own church office hours. :P Throughout
the meeting, Rev Lau said many encouraging words to me, my spirits were
lifted but I must also not let it get into my head.
After my meeting with Rev. Lau I went back to the school to meet
with Sharolyn, the student life coordinator. On Monday, I bumped into
Kaarina in the hallways and she asked me if I would coach the varsity
women's volleyball team because of what happened at the retreat. So
during the week I spoke with Sharolyn to get more information. I was
uncertain whether or not I would want take on such a challenge because
of my inexperience in competitive volleyball. So I spend the past few
days praying about it. The more I prayed and as I read Dr. Robert
Clinton's "Making of a Leader" I realized this might be a ministry
task. So I decide to meet with Sharolyn today and toss the ball back
into her court. She told me of the three candidate she met so far,
eventhough I have the lest volleyball experience, I have the greatest
potential in positivity influencing the players on the team. So she
will get back to me sometime next week with her decision.
When a ministry task is offered to you, it saves so much headaches
and worries you just act in obedience and let God's will play out. Oh,
what peace. :)
To top off the night, Patrick and I went to see Les Misérables.
Patrick got us really good seat, G-row, 6 rows back from the stage. And
to illustrate the point life influencing lives, when the Bishop of
Digne acted in compassion to Jean Valjean by forgiving his act of
theft, it changed Jean Valjean's life. And in turn, Jean Valjean
influenced the lives of Fantine, Cosette, Marius and ultimately Javert.
Life influencing lives. The compassion and kindness of one bishop.
Thursday, September 22
Cracking the Old Shell
Two Weeks Only?
I cannot believe that it has only been two weeks since school
began. I seem much longer than that: 2 books read, 1 paper and 1 test.
And the countless amount of knowledge gain. But knowledge is just
knowledge if it does not transform life.
I can feel the core of my beliefs shaken with the study into the
very thing I believed. Many people asked how does that happen in
seminary? Shouldn't your studies strengthen your faith?
Yes. But like how a lobester grows, it must first shead it's old
shell. And with the sheading the old shell you feel the most valuable.
So you break down you faith in studies, you will constantly think for
yourself what and how much to take it, constantly defending your faith.
It is this thought process that break you out of you "Sunday School"
shell. Like what I always say to my high school boys, "I don't want
Sunday School answers".
In this past two weeks, I learn to think for myself and reflect on my believes.
I cannot believe that it has only been two weeks since school
began. I seem much longer than that: 2 books read, 1 paper and 1 test.
And the countless amount of knowledge gain. But knowledge is just
knowledge if it does not transform life.
I can feel the core of my beliefs shaken with the study into the
very thing I believed. Many people asked how does that happen in
seminary? Shouldn't your studies strengthen your faith?
Yes. But like how a lobester grows, it must first shead it's old
shell. And with the sheading the old shell you feel the most valuable.
So you break down you faith in studies, you will constantly think for
yourself what and how much to take it, constantly defending your faith.
It is this thought process that break you out of you "Sunday School"
shell. Like what I always say to my high school boys, "I don't want
Sunday School answers".
In this past two weeks, I learn to think for myself and reflect on my believes.
Wednesday, September 14
The Ultimate Sunday School
Oh wow, my head hurts from all the intensive theology today.
But to start, my day started with everything going wrong. I left
the house this morning at 7:15am, on bike. I imagine it will take 45min
to bike to school. And I want making good time. It only toke me 20min
to get to Victoria Park and McNicoll (only 3 blocks away from Tyndale).
But than,, flat tire. So okay, I got 45min to spare, no problem,
I waited for the bus. I have exactly $2.78 in my pockets, so I have
$0.28 to spare if I take the bus. Oh, how I miss Ottawa, bus with bike
racks in the front. It's rush hour, the bus driver did not let me on
the bus with my bike, even after pleading with him that I have a flat.
So the only choice I have is to walk... walk... and walk... and walk...
8:26am, finally arrived at school.
Systematic Theology. A large class, about 60 students in the class.
No "let's introduce ourselves". The moment I sat down we are right into
the thick of things. "What is theology?" Dr. Shepard is awesome. Gotta
be one of the smart man I've ever met. When he speaks, I can only catch
about 5% of what he was saying because of his wealth of knowledge.
After class I exchanged email with pastor Freda and found out that she
still listen to Dr. Shepard's lecture tapes while she drives eventhough
it has been several years since she took Systematic.
But what I learn today, scientific knowledge is information about
that particular object. It does not change you. But rather, Biblical
"knowing" is to be transform through personal intimacy.
That's why Paul said "We know that we all possess knowledge. Knowledge puffs up, but love builds up." (1 Cor. 8:1)
So we can study all the theology we want but it does not draw us
close to God. Look at the Jews in the Bible, they are the most
"theological" people in the world, but yet they miss the boat on know
the heart of God. Yet, theology provides us with the foundation of our
faith, that's why it is necessary. Man, this is like my dream come
true, the ultimate Sunday School.
And in the afternoon, even better. Worship & Liturgy. Theology
of worship. The meaning of worship and studying worship in the OT.
Woohoo! Can't wait till next week, worship in the NT. But also I am
reminded of 300 pages of reading and book report next week. Please pray
for me. Thanks.
But to start, my day started with everything going wrong. I left
the house this morning at 7:15am, on bike. I imagine it will take 45min
to bike to school. And I want making good time. It only toke me 20min
to get to Victoria Park and McNicoll (only 3 blocks away from Tyndale).
But than,
I waited for the bus. I have exactly $2.78 in my pockets, so I have
$0.28 to spare if I take the bus. Oh, how I miss Ottawa, bus with bike
racks in the front. It's rush hour, the bus driver did not let me on
the bus with my bike, even after pleading with him that I have a flat.
So the only choice I have is to walk... walk... and walk... and walk...
8:26am, finally arrived at school.
Systematic Theology. A large class, about 60 students in the class.
No "let's introduce ourselves". The moment I sat down we are right into
the thick of things. "What is theology?" Dr. Shepard is awesome. Gotta
be one of the smart man I've ever met. When he speaks, I can only catch
about 5% of what he was saying because of his wealth of knowledge.
After class I exchanged email with pastor Freda and found out that she
still listen to Dr. Shepard's lecture tapes while she drives eventhough
it has been several years since she took Systematic.
But what I learn today, scientific knowledge is information about
that particular object. It does not change you. But rather, Biblical
"knowing" is to be transform through personal intimacy.
That's why Paul said "We know that we all possess knowledge. Knowledge puffs up, but love builds up." (1 Cor. 8:1)
So we can study all the theology we want but it does not draw us
close to God. Look at the Jews in the Bible, they are the most
"theological" people in the world, but yet they miss the boat on know
the heart of God. Yet, theology provides us with the foundation of our
faith, that's why it is necessary. Man, this is like my dream come
true, the ultimate Sunday School.
And in the afternoon, even better. Worship & Liturgy. Theology
of worship. The meaning of worship and studying worship in the OT.
Woohoo! Can't wait till next week, worship in the NT. But also I am
reminded of 300 pages of reading and book report next week. Please pray
for me. Thanks.
Tuesday, September 13
Being a T Flip-Flop
I felt like a T Flip-Flop, and man, it is a hard thing to do. Hahah...
I guess only electronic geeks would understand what I just said.
A T, or Toggle, Flip Flop is a simple two state device that toggles
it digital output with the excitement by the leading edge of a signal.
And do I feel like a two state device? State 1, life as a student.
State 2, life as a working individual.
I feel sluggish in making that switch. I feel more tiring making
that switch every day. As a student, I am to absorb as much information
as quickly as possible while letting God transform my life. And at
work, my focus is to help people by educating them in the basics in
finances. From student to teacher, from teacher to student. And 3 days
into it, I am tired. I am behind in my reading. But I know God is
gracious.
I am still very excited. I thank God every time I am reminded of my
studies. I know He will give me the strength to carry on. So in the
meantime, I just have to learn to continue to flipping and flopping.
I guess only electronic geeks would understand what I just said.
A T, or Toggle, Flip Flop is a simple two state device that toggles
it digital output with the excitement by the leading edge of a signal.
And do I feel like a two state device? State 1, life as a student.
State 2, life as a working individual.
I feel sluggish in making that switch. I feel more tiring making
that switch every day. As a student, I am to absorb as much information
as quickly as possible while letting God transform my life. And at
work, my focus is to help people by educating them in the basics in
finances. From student to teacher, from teacher to student. And 3 days
into it, I am tired. I am behind in my reading. But I know God is
gracious.
I am still very excited. I thank God every time I am reminded of my
studies. I know He will give me the strength to carry on. So in the
meantime, I just have to learn to continue to flipping and flopping.
Monday, September 12
The Journey Begins
The dawn of a new journey. I woke up at 5am this morning and could not go back to sleep. Excited or nervous? I cannot tell.
Greek at 8:30am was fun. I never knew I can have so much fun
learning a new language, since language has always been my weakness.
Many friendly faces in my class, Bernie, Jon and John. Dr. Rebecca
Idestrom, professor of Biblical Studies, is also in my class. She sat
in front of me and right before class began she turned around and ask
if I played volleyball, and she said she will remember me when I'm in
her class next term. :S
During lunch, I had fun textbook shopping. But I soon realized that
I have a 300 pages book to read this week with a book report due next
week. Then, two other book reports due the week after... joy. Now I am
feeling the heat, and it's just the first day of classes.
After lunch, Leadership Development. This is one course I know I
will enjoy, because I can apply immediately what I learn in class. So
it looks like Monday is the fun day and Wednesday is heavy day with
Systematic Theology and Worrship & Liturgy.
Greek at 8:30am was fun. I never knew I can have so much fun
learning a new language, since language has always been my weakness.
Many friendly faces in my class, Bernie, Jon and John. Dr. Rebecca
Idestrom, professor of Biblical Studies, is also in my class. She sat
in front of me and right before class began she turned around and ask
if I played volleyball, and she said she will remember me when I'm in
her class next term. :S
During lunch, I had fun textbook shopping. But I soon realized that
I have a 300 pages book to read this week with a book report due next
week. Then, two other book reports due the week after... joy. Now I am
feeling the heat, and it's just the first day of classes.
After lunch, Leadership Development. This is one course I know I
will enjoy, because I can apply immediately what I learn in class. So
it looks like Monday is the fun day and Wednesday is heavy day with
Systematic Theology and Worrship & Liturgy.
Sunday, September 11
Tyndale Retreat - Last Day
Last day of the retreat, normally it will be sad to go home. But not
this time, this marks the beginning of a new journey. I was eager to go
home.
Durung the morning prayer walk, I met Adam, who is also 1st year in
M.Div in Pastoral. What made me really started talking to Adam is that
though he is a Caucasian, his mandarin was much better than mine. I
felt ashamed. During breakfast, I also met Adam's wife, Ailyne. Ailyne
is asian and along with Adam they spend the past two and a half years
serving in Tawain as missionaries. And I also found out that Adam is
applying for the youth pastor position at Grace Chinese Gospel Church,
my old church. Small world. It was encouraging to sharing with Adam,
especially in regards to the struggles english congregation in a
chinese church often face.
All in all, the retreat was fruitful. Meeting my fellow students
and the faculty. I am looking forward to the new school year, I cannot
wait till tomorrow. Tired now, early morning tomorrow. Good night.
this time, this marks the beginning of a new journey. I was eager to go
home.
Durung the morning prayer walk, I met Adam, who is also 1st year in
M.Div in Pastoral. What made me really started talking to Adam is that
though he is a Caucasian, his mandarin was much better than mine. I
felt ashamed. During breakfast, I also met Adam's wife, Ailyne. Ailyne
is asian and along with Adam they spend the past two and a half years
serving in Tawain as missionaries. And I also found out that Adam is
applying for the youth pastor position at Grace Chinese Gospel Church,
my old church. Small world. It was encouraging to sharing with Adam,
especially in regards to the struggles english congregation in a
chinese church often face.
All in all, the retreat was fruitful. Meeting my fellow students
and the faculty. I am looking forward to the new school year, I cannot
wait till tomorrow. Tired now, early morning tomorrow. Good night.
Saturday, September 10
Tyndale Retreat - Day 2
Day 2 began with me sleeping in for the pray walk... :P I guess I really was tired.
The morning message by Dr. Johnson was once again amazing. This
time illustrating on the point that there is no speed limit in the
state of Montana. But with no speed limits, you end up spending more
energy trying to be prudent on the drive through the mountainous roads
of Montana. And that is exactly what the law from the Lord do, saves us
the time in trying to figure out our own boundaries in life so that we
can truely live life to the fullest.
Before lunch our small group met for the first time. Beside the
group leader, Jeff, Tara and Daisy, the rest of the group were all
first year students. We had a great time getting to know one another. I
especially enjoyed the company of Matt and Rose, a young couple who
packed up their life in Langley, BC, so the Matt can come to Toronot to
study at Tyndale. I than realised that people sacrificed so much just
to follow God's will, and it is a good reminder from the Lord not to
take this opportunity for granted. I found out that Matt had roughly
the same choices of seminary and I had: ACTS and Tyndale. Pray that
Matt and Rose will soon find a place they can call home and pray that
Rose will soon find employment in Toronto.
In the afternoon, it was the highly anticipated annual faculty vs.
student volleyball championship. The faculty had won the provious two
years and we were told that if we lose this year we will never heard
the end of it throughout the school year. So the stakes were high, and
the pressure was on. I must admit, what a great way to let your profs
who you are by making a fool of them on the court. The students easily
won 3-1 in a best out of five championship, but by the end of the day I
was a marked man by the prof. I remember Dr. Johnson's comment, "Joel,
I know you will be in my class next term, think twice before you make
your next serve." All in all, it was good times and now all the profs
know who I am. lol
In Dr. Johnson last message in the evening, he delivered another
powerful message. This time, he reminded us not the let the laws in our
lives prevent us from share God's love to people around us. All in all,
God taught me so much through Dr. Johnson's words.
In the evening, we went back to the lakeside for smores and
campfire. And of course lots and lots of singing. The worship I had
with my fellow students were simply amazing. Everyone worship the Lord
with all our hearts. And in return, the Lord displayed another wonder
of His own. Aurora Borealis!!! Green and pink lights danced across the
evening sky. A display that is even more awesome than the millions of
stars.
The morning message by Dr. Johnson was once again amazing. This
time illustrating on the point that there is no speed limit in the
state of Montana. But with no speed limits, you end up spending more
energy trying to be prudent on the drive through the mountainous roads
of Montana. And that is exactly what the law from the Lord do, saves us
the time in trying to figure out our own boundaries in life so that we
can truely live life to the fullest.
Before lunch our small group met for the first time. Beside the
group leader, Jeff, Tara and Daisy, the rest of the group were all
first year students. We had a great time getting to know one another. I
especially enjoyed the company of Matt and Rose, a young couple who
packed up their life in Langley, BC, so the Matt can come to Toronot to
study at Tyndale. I than realised that people sacrificed so much just
to follow God's will, and it is a good reminder from the Lord not to
take this opportunity for granted. I found out that Matt had roughly
the same choices of seminary and I had: ACTS and Tyndale. Pray that
Matt and Rose will soon find a place they can call home and pray that
Rose will soon find employment in Toronto.
In the afternoon, it was the highly anticipated annual faculty vs.
student volleyball championship. The faculty had won the provious two
years and we were told that if we lose this year we will never heard
the end of it throughout the school year. So the stakes were high, and
the pressure was on. I must admit, what a great way to let your profs
who you are by making a fool of them on the court. The students easily
won 3-1 in a best out of five championship, but by the end of the day I
was a marked man by the prof. I remember Dr. Johnson's comment, "Joel,
I know you will be in my class next term, think twice before you make
your next serve." All in all, it was good times and now all the profs
know who I am. lol
In Dr. Johnson last message in the evening, he delivered another
powerful message. This time, he reminded us not the let the laws in our
lives prevent us from share God's love to people around us. All in all,
God taught me so much through Dr. Johnson's words.
In the evening, we went back to the lakeside for smores and
campfire. And of course lots and lots of singing. The worship I had
with my fellow students were simply amazing. Everyone worship the Lord
with all our hearts. And in return, the Lord displayed another wonder
of His own. Aurora Borealis!!! Green and pink lights danced across the
evening sky. A display that is even more awesome than the millions of
stars.
Friday, September 9
Tyndale Retreat - Day 1
The long awaited Tyndale Retreat snuck up on me after a busy few weeks. I cannot believe, one more weekend than school begins.
I did some quick Back to School shopping before heading up to camp.
Spent a whopping total of $6.36 with the purchase of a dozen 80pgs
notebooks and a dozen pens. Just like back in the old Waterloo days.
For some reason everyone expected me to take note with my laptop, but I
really prefer notes taking with pen and paper.
The journey up to Musoka Baptist Conference took two hours, three
hours including the traffic and dinner. Musoka, my old stomping grounds
along with Algonquin Provincial Park. The place where I picked up most
of my camping skills. So many memories and stories. And now I'm adding
another to this beloved place, the beginning of my seminary career.
I drove up to camp with Frederick. We had the chance to chat about
what we think about our church so far. We shared many opinion about
what is the current state of the church. I will be looking forward to
spending the weekend with Frederick, Bernie and Alfred as we soak up on
what God is going to teach and bring it back to church.
The highly anticipated was more then I expected. Upon arrival to
the camp, I was greeted with the warm for Christ's love. At first,
other then Colin and those from my church, I did not know anyone else.
Well, there was also Josh whom I remember from high school, along with
John and Jon I met at the orientation. But that quickly changed. As we
worshipped our Father with all our hearts, you cannot help but to get
to know the people around you sharing this same heart of worship. There
was Nohumm, from Mali, sitting next to me - a character that never
cease to put a smile on your face.
The message from Dr. Van Johnson was awe inspiring. He painted a
beautiful picture of Mary sitting at the feet of Jesus hanging on to
His every word, while Martha busyed herself in the kitchen. It was a
reminder that eventhough we are now studying the Bible as a textbook,
we should not take it for granted and still spend time in daily
devotion to let the Word of God change our hearts.
After the evening service, eventhough I was tired from the drive, I
decide to spend some time getting to know the other students. So
Nohumm, Monik, Terri, George and I made our way to lakeside to enjoy
the evening skies. The lovely cool crisp evening air was enchanced by
the magnificant display of the cloudless/moonless evening sky. I have
never seen such an awesome display of stars and the milky way. We spend
the next two hours sharing our story.
As we were watching a plance quietly fly across the sky, Nohumm
told us that back home in Mali when the farm workers see a plane fly
across the sky, they will all drop all their tools and watch in awe.
With that, I quickly commented that is exactly what Mary did at the
feet of our Lord, Jesus. She dropped everything else and listen to the
Lord in awe. And that is what we need to remember to do.
I did some quick Back to School shopping before heading up to camp.
Spent a whopping total of $6.36 with the purchase of a dozen 80pgs
notebooks and a dozen pens. Just like back in the old Waterloo days.
For some reason everyone expected me to take note with my laptop, but I
really prefer notes taking with pen and paper.
The journey up to Musoka Baptist Conference took two hours, three
hours including the traffic and dinner. Musoka, my old stomping grounds
along with Algonquin Provincial Park. The place where I picked up most
of my camping skills. So many memories and stories. And now I'm adding
another to this beloved place, the beginning of my seminary career.
I drove up to camp with Frederick. We had the chance to chat about
what we think about our church so far. We shared many opinion about
what is the current state of the church. I will be looking forward to
spending the weekend with Frederick, Bernie and Alfred as we soak up on
what God is going to teach and bring it back to church.
The highly anticipated was more then I expected. Upon arrival to
the camp, I was greeted with the warm for Christ's love. At first,
other then Colin and those from my church, I did not know anyone else.
Well, there was also Josh whom I remember from high school, along with
John and Jon I met at the orientation. But that quickly changed. As we
worshipped our Father with all our hearts, you cannot help but to get
to know the people around you sharing this same heart of worship. There
was Nohumm, from Mali, sitting next to me - a character that never
cease to put a smile on your face.
The message from Dr. Van Johnson was awe inspiring. He painted a
beautiful picture of Mary sitting at the feet of Jesus hanging on to
His every word, while Martha busyed herself in the kitchen. It was a
reminder that eventhough we are now studying the Bible as a textbook,
we should not take it for granted and still spend time in daily
devotion to let the Word of God change our hearts.
After the evening service, eventhough I was tired from the drive, I
decide to spend some time getting to know the other students. So
Nohumm, Monik, Terri, George and I made our way to lakeside to enjoy
the evening skies. The lovely cool crisp evening air was enchanced by
the magnificant display of the cloudless/moonless evening sky. I have
never seen such an awesome display of stars and the milky way. We spend
the next two hours sharing our story.
As we were watching a plance quietly fly across the sky, Nohumm
told us that back home in Mali when the farm workers see a plane fly
across the sky, they will all drop all their tools and watch in awe.
With that, I quickly commented that is exactly what Mary did at the
feet of our Lord, Jesus. She dropped everything else and listen to the
Lord in awe. And that is what we need to remember to do.
Thursday, September 8
Orientation
Today, I went on my Tyndale orientation. I never thought I would hear
so many biblically deep rooted jokes. Man, you know you are a bible
nerd if you understood those jokes. lol.
Bible nerd, what a interesting term. Is it a bad thing to become a
bible nerd? Because "knowledge puffs up"? The made me reflect on the
purpose of attending Tyndale. Back in my undergrad days and before, the
only thing we worried about in school is our marks. At the end of the
day, it is our marks the mattered. Yeah seminary, it seem all to
change. My instinct tell me that I need to strive for good marks, yet,
it is not the marks or the knowledge that matters in seminary. God does
not care about what marks you get or how smart you are in biblical
knowledge. If so, He would have love the Pharisees. Yet, Jesus rebuked
the Pharisees over and over again in the NT. It is not about the
knowledge, it is about transformation.
How does the seminary transforms life? ...well, I guess I am about to find out. I am excited.
It was a humbling experience sitting through the orientation. My
fellow classmates are pastors and church leaders in their own
ministries. So there is nothing to boast. Who we are in the seminary
are just faithful servent of the Lord, allowing further biblical
education to enrich our lives with understanding the truth and hence
being transform by the truth.
I know a few individuals who reads my journal are contemplating the
possibilities of seminary. Let me just clearify that there is nothing
"scary" about seminary. From what I see, those who attends the seminary
are not a "special breed". You do not need a "pastor" title in your
name to be "ready" for seminary. If you are scared that God will
transform your life, then seminary is not for you. If you want to
experience transformation, I challenge you to take one course and see
what you think.
so many biblically deep rooted jokes. Man, you know you are a bible
nerd if you understood those jokes. lol.
Bible nerd, what a interesting term. Is it a bad thing to become a
bible nerd? Because "knowledge puffs up"? The made me reflect on the
purpose of attending Tyndale. Back in my undergrad days and before, the
only thing we worried about in school is our marks. At the end of the
day, it is our marks the mattered. Yeah seminary, it seem all to
change. My instinct tell me that I need to strive for good marks, yet,
it is not the marks or the knowledge that matters in seminary. God does
not care about what marks you get or how smart you are in biblical
knowledge. If so, He would have love the Pharisees. Yet, Jesus rebuked
the Pharisees over and over again in the NT. It is not about the
knowledge, it is about transformation.
How does the seminary transforms life? ...well, I guess I am about to find out. I am excited.
It was a humbling experience sitting through the orientation. My
fellow classmates are pastors and church leaders in their own
ministries. So there is nothing to boast. Who we are in the seminary
are just faithful servent of the Lord, allowing further biblical
education to enrich our lives with understanding the truth and hence
being transform by the truth.
I know a few individuals who reads my journal are contemplating the
possibilities of seminary. Let me just clearify that there is nothing
"scary" about seminary. From what I see, those who attends the seminary
are not a "special breed". You do not need a "pastor" title in your
name to be "ready" for seminary. If you are scared that God will
transform your life, then seminary is not for you. If you want to
experience transformation, I challenge you to take one course and see
what you think.
Tuesday, September 6
Recap of the Last Week and a Half
Wow. Time flies. By this time next week, I will be sitting in class
beginning my Theological Education, a.k.a. being equipped to do every
good work (2Tim 3:17)
The whole last week was a blur to me. This is the first time I have
for over a week where I can sit down and calm myself down in reflection
and meditation. Maybe this is the last push my Heavenly Father wanted
me to experience before the fun starts next week. I'll try my best to
recap the emotions and the lessons from the past week.
Sunday, Aug 28, 2005
The Joy of Worship
After a week of perparation, hedge trimmer, trumbone, megaphone and
what-nots, it's my time to preach on the Sunday. This will mark my 3rd
time preach, but it is amazing how much God continues to teach and
equip.
I learned a great deal in preparing for the sermon this time
around, especially because unlike the last sermon where I had several
months to prepare I only had two weeks to put this only together. But
once again, whatever God has started, He will complete. With in the two
weeks, He gave me the hedge trimmer illustration. He pointed me to the
story of Gideon. I was the first time preparing that I actually had
much more material than I needed for the 45 minutes of sermon. Thank
God for opening the floodgates of His teaching.
However this time, through all the preparations, I did not feel
ready. Last time in July, I was ready. I fact, I was ready in June. But
I learn to just have faith in the Lord, and He will place words in my
mouth. So when I arrived at church at 9:30am, I did not think about the
sermon. Mike arrived early too. We setup the chairs, praying for each
one as we place them down. By the time A/V was setup, Joel Lau was
preped on when to blow his trumbone, and everything was ready to go, it
was already 10:15 - no time to look over the sermon notes.
By 10:30, the beginning of the service, I was anxious and excited.
Not really about the sermon, well not yet, but about worshipping God.
When I stepped up to welcome the congregation and give the
announcements and sermon outline, I was filled with energy and the Holy
Spirit. The praises and singing was simple amazing. I never had such
fun worshipping the Lord. Clapping, dancing, lifting of hands, the
worries of the coming sermon simply vapourized with the words sung to
the Lord.
The joy of worship.
For the message, the Holy Spirit took over. It was amazing to see
even Daniel was captivated by the hedge trimmer and my attempt to
reenact the story for Gideon. The Spiritual battle was obvious, the
devil was doing wierd things with my voice, however, thank God for the
brothers and sisters who were praying for me.
After the service, like always the fellowship continued with lunch.
I took the opportunity to sit with Wynne and chatted with her for it
was her last Sunday at our church. It is sad to her go, however God
continues to reminds us that our church in not "losing" her, but in
fact sending her out to His ministry. It was a touching moment when she
invited all of us out to dinner and treated us because she wanted to
share her first paycheque with us. Lord, thank you for the opportunity
to serve with such a wonderful sister over this last year.
Tuesday, August 30, 2005
Flood
"I will remember my covenant between me and you and all living
creatures of every kind. Never again will the waters become a flood to
destroy all life."
~Genesis 9:15
Over this past year, God had reminded me of His powers in the form
of rain and floods. 2 hours of rain, flooded many houses (including my
own) and destroyed many roads in the city of Toronto. 2 days of rain,
wiped out 80% of the city of New Orleans. A single tsunami devested
hundred of thousands inhabitants living in South-East Asia. 40 days of
rain destoryed everything on earth. Imagine what happened in the days
of Noah.
A tap on the shoulder, God is saying "remeber me?" In today's
world, we lost our sense of fear of the Lord. He is still the master of
the universe, He is unchanging. Yet, as our technology advances, we
grew proud and wants to take control of what is of the Lord's. And as
we gain this sense of control, we forget about the laws and the
guideline God set in place for us to live our lives to the fullest.
Lord, I pray for the families in New Orleans and surrounding areas.
Pray that your protection will be over the millions affected by this
flood.
Wednesday, August 31 , 2005
Looking Ahead in the New Year of English Service
This morning, Angie, Mike and I had the opportunity to have
breakfast with Rev. Lau to look at the coming year for English Sevice.
Yesterday, Mike and I spend the afternoon going over what need to
be done in hte English Service. God has given us such passion to lead
the congregatiopn from the front, to really roll up the sleeves and
tackle the church issues ourselves while equipping others to help. We
went over these ideas with Rev. Lau and he gave us the vote of
confidence to run with the ideas while once again casting his vision on
us so we are align with the direction of the church. The first thing we
are going to do is to develop a culture in the English Service where
people wants to go, beginning with a bulletin the congregation wants to
keep and better organizing the worship.
After the meeting Angie told me she is really encouraged to see
such brianstorming meeting takes place between Rev. Lau, Mike and I.
And she is very excited about the direction of the church.
Thursday, September 1, 2005
First Point of Contact
Tonight, I had a revelation during the English Web meeting. We are
in the process of redesigning the church website to better suit the
needs of the congregation. And Frederick asked what is the primary
usage of the English web? Then it dawned on me that the website is the
first point of contact people might make with our church. Because of
the age of our congregation, when one of the younger member invites
his/her friends to church, they can point their friends to our website
for more information. So we need to design a website with 3 purposes:
that caters to seekers, help build community between the attendees of
the church, and also educates the existing members with Christian
Education
Sunday, September 4, 2005
1st Year Anniversity
Wow! How time flies? It has been one year. This time last year
little old Joel was worrying about the challenges ahead. Standing in
the front with the rest of the Church Counsel, being calling into God's
service to serve Logos Baptism Church (York Region Mission).
And what a year it has been. God has carried us so far.
Transforming a bunch of university and young careers into servents of
God. None of us have served at the level of church or congregation
counsel before. We knew how to run a fellowship, but you want us to
lead a congragation, you gotta be kidding! And yet, a year down the
road, we all embraced our responsibilities. I had many individual
meetings with the leaders in the congregation over the past month to
get some feedback of what they thought of last year, all of the leaders
are very positive. They responded by saying they would not have traded
anything else for what they have learn over the past year.
Looking ahead into the second year, I am excited. Each member of
the English Counsel is taking ownership of their role, and we are realy
to make some waves for the Lord.
beginning my Theological Education, a.k.a. being equipped to do every
good work (2Tim 3:17)
The whole last week was a blur to me. This is the first time I have
for over a week where I can sit down and calm myself down in reflection
and meditation. Maybe this is the last push my Heavenly Father wanted
me to experience before the fun starts next week. I'll try my best to
recap the emotions and the lessons from the past week.
Sunday, Aug 28, 2005
The Joy of Worship
After a week of perparation, hedge trimmer, trumbone, megaphone and
what-nots, it's my time to preach on the Sunday. This will mark my 3rd
time preach, but it is amazing how much God continues to teach and
equip.
I learned a great deal in preparing for the sermon this time
around, especially because unlike the last sermon where I had several
months to prepare I only had two weeks to put this only together. But
once again, whatever God has started, He will complete. With in the two
weeks, He gave me the hedge trimmer illustration. He pointed me to the
story of Gideon. I was the first time preparing that I actually had
much more material than I needed for the 45 minutes of sermon. Thank
God for opening the floodgates of His teaching.
However this time, through all the preparations, I did not feel
ready. Last time in July, I was ready. I fact, I was ready in June. But
I learn to just have faith in the Lord, and He will place words in my
mouth. So when I arrived at church at 9:30am, I did not think about the
sermon. Mike arrived early too. We setup the chairs, praying for each
one as we place them down. By the time A/V was setup, Joel Lau was
preped on when to blow his trumbone, and everything was ready to go, it
was already 10:15 - no time to look over the sermon notes.
By 10:30, the beginning of the service, I was anxious and excited.
Not really about the sermon, well not yet, but about worshipping God.
When I stepped up to welcome the congregation and give the
announcements and sermon outline, I was filled with energy and the Holy
Spirit. The praises and singing was simple amazing. I never had such
fun worshipping the Lord. Clapping, dancing, lifting of hands, the
worries of the coming sermon simply vapourized with the words sung to
the Lord.
The joy of worship.
For the message, the Holy Spirit took over. It was amazing to see
even Daniel was captivated by the hedge trimmer and my attempt to
reenact the story for Gideon. The Spiritual battle was obvious, the
devil was doing wierd things with my voice, however, thank God for the
brothers and sisters who were praying for me.
After the service, like always the fellowship continued with lunch.
I took the opportunity to sit with Wynne and chatted with her for it
was her last Sunday at our church. It is sad to her go, however God
continues to reminds us that our church in not "losing" her, but in
fact sending her out to His ministry. It was a touching moment when she
invited all of us out to dinner and treated us because she wanted to
share her first paycheque with us. Lord, thank you for the opportunity
to serve with such a wonderful sister over this last year.
Tuesday, August 30, 2005
Flood
"I will remember my covenant between me and you and all living
creatures of every kind. Never again will the waters become a flood to
destroy all life."
~Genesis 9:15
Over this past year, God had reminded me of His powers in the form
of rain and floods. 2 hours of rain, flooded many houses (including my
own) and destroyed many roads in the city of Toronto. 2 days of rain,
wiped out 80% of the city of New Orleans. A single tsunami devested
hundred of thousands inhabitants living in South-East Asia. 40 days of
rain destoryed everything on earth. Imagine what happened in the days
of Noah.
A tap on the shoulder, God is saying "remeber me?" In today's
world, we lost our sense of fear of the Lord. He is still the master of
the universe, He is unchanging. Yet, as our technology advances, we
grew proud and wants to take control of what is of the Lord's. And as
we gain this sense of control, we forget about the laws and the
guideline God set in place for us to live our lives to the fullest.
Lord, I pray for the families in New Orleans and surrounding areas.
Pray that your protection will be over the millions affected by this
flood.
Wednesday, August 31 , 2005
Looking Ahead in the New Year of English Service
This morning, Angie, Mike and I had the opportunity to have
breakfast with Rev. Lau to look at the coming year for English Sevice.
Yesterday, Mike and I spend the afternoon going over what need to
be done in hte English Service. God has given us such passion to lead
the congregatiopn from the front, to really roll up the sleeves and
tackle the church issues ourselves while equipping others to help. We
went over these ideas with Rev. Lau and he gave us the vote of
confidence to run with the ideas while once again casting his vision on
us so we are align with the direction of the church. The first thing we
are going to do is to develop a culture in the English Service where
people wants to go, beginning with a bulletin the congregation wants to
keep and better organizing the worship.
After the meeting Angie told me she is really encouraged to see
such brianstorming meeting takes place between Rev. Lau, Mike and I.
And she is very excited about the direction of the church.
Thursday, September 1, 2005
First Point of Contact
Tonight, I had a revelation during the English Web meeting. We are
in the process of redesigning the church website to better suit the
needs of the congregation. And Frederick asked what is the primary
usage of the English web? Then it dawned on me that the website is the
first point of contact people might make with our church. Because of
the age of our congregation, when one of the younger member invites
his/her friends to church, they can point their friends to our website
for more information. So we need to design a website with 3 purposes:
that caters to seekers, help build community between the attendees of
the church, and also educates the existing members with Christian
Education
Sunday, September 4, 2005
1st Year Anniversity
Wow! How time flies? It has been one year. This time last year
little old Joel was worrying about the challenges ahead. Standing in
the front with the rest of the Church Counsel, being calling into God's
service to serve Logos Baptism Church (York Region Mission).
And what a year it has been. God has carried us so far.
Transforming a bunch of university and young careers into servents of
God. None of us have served at the level of church or congregation
counsel before. We knew how to run a fellowship, but you want us to
lead a congragation, you gotta be kidding! And yet, a year down the
road, we all embraced our responsibilities. I had many individual
meetings with the leaders in the congregation over the past month to
get some feedback of what they thought of last year, all of the leaders
are very positive. They responded by saying they would not have traded
anything else for what they have learn over the past year.
Looking ahead into the second year, I am excited. Each member of
the English Counsel is taking ownership of their role, and we are realy
to make some waves for the Lord.
Saturday, August 27
Merely 24 Hours Later...
... 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.
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.
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
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