21.9.15
Ingress.
I started playing it after the trailer for Pokémon GO. I was so excited about it that I posted a bunch on facebook about how excited I was for it to finally be happening (a REAL LIFE Pokémon game!) and a friend of mine said that Niantic (the company which is partnering with Nintendo/Pokémon) had made a previous game named Ingress. So, out of curiosity, I downloaded the game.
I started playing over by Lees station, finished the tutorial and really didn't know what was happening. haha. All I knew is that these alien guys are trying to brainwash us using this exotic matter (XM) and my team wanted to ensure that didn't happen. We are called the Resistance. The other team refers to themselves as 'the Enlightened' and wants to use the energy to take humanity to the next level of evolution. Nothing good can come from that I think.
All around the world in places of cultural or historical significance 'portals' are located where the XM flows through more rapidly. You can hack portals to get items: portal keys, resonators, XM cubes, weapons, and more. Using resonators we can make the portal ours, and using portal keys we can link them together and when 3 are linked to each other a control field is created. Fields and links block the other team from forming links and taking territory. And you can take back a portal by destroying all of the enemy resonators and setting up your own.
I took one portal. And then another. The following morning I went for a walk around the neighborhood. It was awesome. So many portals. All mine. haha
I went to school and saw how green it was. I took out a portal, the pendulum, and started to plan how I could take it all with AG and JC who I had recruited. However, soon after I discovered that there were a number of very high level green agents who I definitely could not defeat on my own. Specifically there was a green agent whose name was similar to mine. I was thousand-year dragon and he was black dragon. He would be my biggest rival, but I needed help from some other agents. So I messaged some of the agents who had blue portals at school and they responded!
The next day I got to meet up with 5 agents. They were super nice. haha. One girl took a couple of us around and just destroyed all the portals and gave us experience. xP The next day I was messaged and got to meet up with a couple other agents. Something that is hilarious though is that there was apparently talk that black dragon had made a blue account just to spy on us. People had though that I was just a fake account. haha. So funny. There's also a kind of derision towards Ingress players who all started just because of Pokémon GO. haha. Whatever. I think I've proven myself.
But this game is amazing. And playing in real life and getting to meet up with the others, the whole thing makes it feel so much like an anime. haha. One where the world just happens to be ignorant of the present danger they are in and a few select people have been given the power to fight back and save the innocent civilians. Something like Yuki Yuna wa Yusha de Aru or Shakugan no Shana or something. But meeting up in person also made me think of like Durarara or Paranoia Agent or .//hack or even The Guild web series. haha.
I can't wait for Pokémon though.
Ttyl.
D.Fa
14.9.15
Seminar on Anything
28.7.15
Pain, Patience, and Parables. Part 2/2.
Refer here to part 1: Part 1. (PS. I made a pun in the last major paragraph, which I find hilarious. haha) I ended up having surgery on Wednesday and everything seems to have gone perfectly well. I'm going in for a follow-up appointment with the surgeon on Thursday morning and my arm isn't really in pain anymore and I'm (somewhat) typing with two hands again (although the left hand only gets to type e,w,a,s,d,z,x and left-shift (he usually gets to type a little more of the keyboard too)(I only normally type with like 2 to 4 fingers. xP)).
But part 2 is mostly about what I was thinking throughout the day in relation to God and the Bible (hence parables).
To start, looking back on the accident itself I'm really quite happy about the way it all happened. The day started with a good solid time in the Bible and looking at who God is and trusting in His goodness. Which was somewhat uncommon at the time. Had it not started that way, I don't think the rest of the day would have happened the same way.
First, the accident itself, praise God, was so benign. A bump to the head; like 10 stitches; a couple scrapes; a bit of a sore neck and shoulder; and a broken ulna bone, which is pretty much better now. It wasn't a serious accident, but it could have been so much worse. I kept thinking about how everything had been planned. GM had messaged me like two weeks prior to go biking and we ended up on that date because I was free. We could have chosen any other week. Had I not gone biking that Saturday, I would have biked to church the next day alone, which has a lot more street biking. I could have ended up unconscious, on the road, alone Sunday morning rather than on the side of a bike path, fully conscious, with a buddy, 5 blocks to a hospital. The idea that God works all things for the good of those who love Him (Rom 8) kept coming to mind. He kept me from a worse injury. He has given me more time in the Word and reading other encouraging materials. He has shown me so much love through my brothers and sisters in Christ. He's brought me closer with my parents. There's so little here that has been a downside. xP Yesterday SC even told me how me and JF (a fractured radius) being in bike accidents caused him to check his bike and not ride it when a bolt was missing. Our injuries have caused everyone in the church to be much more aware and safe with biking!
Secondly, I, and GM and others, were amazed at how calm I was during the whole thing. When it happened, my first response (which surprised me too) was to pray. And through the whole thing I was thinking so clearly and calmly. It was insane. Looking back while I was in a room waiting for stitches the thought of Phil4 came to mind: 'pray about all things and the peace that surpasses understanding will guard your heart and mind in Christ Jesus'. Honestly, one of my thoughts at the time were like 'we need to press down on the wound to stop the bleeding. we need to breathe slower and get our heart rate down to slow blood loss. we need to make sure anything we feel or any loss of sight or anything is conveyed to GM so he can tell the paramedics when they get here. etc.' and then I also answered all of the questions about who, what, where, why, how, etc. perfectly.
Third, I think I got a bit of a picture of Israel waiting for the Messiah to come. Maybe this was just me experiencing a prolonged waiting, which I normally don't, but it really was a long wait, and I was in a fair bit of pain. The guy in blue was my Jesus. Kendrick. Xrays were taken at like 2:30 pm after I had been stitched up, but nothing happened until 3:30. Kendrick came and told me about my arm. He had to go and talk with his seniors, but he would be back. So I waited in pain, mostly singing hymns and praying. One time he came back and said I needed a CT scan. Cool. More waiting. Around 6 pm I almost gave up hope that he'd be back. Maybe he went for dinner. When does his shift end anyways? Got a CT scan. Kendrick came back. This time literally just to say "we haven't forgotten about you. I will be back soon!" It was like 10 pm when he finally came back and gave me the final news, but he gave me a cast and gave me pain killers. He showed genuine concern for me and talked me through everything and sent me home. It was a long day, waiting for rest and comfort from my self-inflicted pain, but time after time it was prophesied that the saviour would come. (I realize this is a bit of a stretch, but the hope that Kendrick was coming back and that he actually cared really got me through what could have been millennia of waiting. haha)
So ya, it's been cool. xP And of course, this light and momentary pain is nothing in comparison to the future glory we have as children of God (Rom 8).
Ttyl,
D.Fa
20.7.15
Pain, Patience, and Parables. Part 1/2
How goes it? As my luck would have it, I am now injured again. It seems that this summer I just attract injury like a magnet attracts iron shavings. The second I move past one injury, the next is waiting for me. xP
Long story short: bruised rib, badly sprained ankle, re-bruised rib, twice re-sprained ankle, and to top off the summer: stitches and a broken ulna.
In some ways, it's a really dumb story. haha. I had biked to softball in light rain and so a friend drove me home. To do so, I removed the quick release front tire. The following day my friend and I were going to go for a long bike ride just for fun. About 15 minutes into the bike ride I was lying on the ground bleeding.
It seems I hadn't tightened the front wheel very well when I put it back on and as I went to hop over a bump on the bike path, it popped off. The forks of the frame hit the ground, I flew over head first into the pavement (as I watched by friend bike behind me. xP // note to self / everyone: wear a helmet!) and presumably did a roll right, hitting my right shoulder and left elbow (as it came around). I got up (without my glasses), felt my forehead, saw blood drip, felt a bit faint, so I lay down off the bike path. My buddy calmly asked (well, maybe a little nervous. I couldn't see his face, but his voice sounded a little urgent) if he should call 911. He did and, knowing the area better than he did, I calmly answered all of the operator's questions whenever he repeated them aloud (y'know, that thing you do to both fully understand the question and buy an extra second to think about it? I don't think he was actually asking me). We were actually only about 5 blocks from a hospital. Some joggers came by and helped direct the ambulance to us. I asked my buddy to find my glasses while we waited.
The two in the ambulance were extremely nice, funny, and calm. Andrew and Amanda. So nice! They patched me up, gave me a neck brace, put me on that plastic board thing, got me into the ambulance, asked me a bunch of questions, took my vitals, got my bike, and drove me to the hospital. On the way I found out that Andrew knows all about my thesis supervisor and what I'm working on. haha. My supervisor has "god status" when it comes to aptamers, in his words (but pretty true), and his friend did her PhD in her lab. xP Small world!
Got right into the hospital and saw a doctor not too long after. Had a guy in training do most of the preliminary screening, 'irrigate' and numb my forehead, and most of my stitches after observing a few by the main doctor on duty. Based on my ability to move and that I didn't go unconscious and my general lack of pain in my neck they determined my neck was ok and I hadn't had a concussion (thank God!). I managed to convince him I should still get a neck xray done. They also xray'd my left elbow, which really hurt and I couldn't move too much.
A while later a guy in a blue jumpsuit (is how it seemed) came in, assessed my motion of my left elbow again, said I had a fractured ulna (one of the two forearm bones) at the head (where it connects to the elbow joint), but he'd need to consult his seniors because it was right on the edge of maybe being a lot worse and the xray's angles was inconclusive. Later he came back and said I'd need a CT scan. I got a CT scan (and tetanus shot) and later he came back and broke the news to me: the ulna was fractured in a few places and broken such that the two pieces were not aligned and would need to be corrected surgically with a metal plate (and maybe have the head replaced with a fake if it is too small to attach the plate to). He got me to sign off on the procedure (after telling me the pros and cons of the procedure) as well as potential blood transfusion. He made me a plaster cast and sent me on my way with a prescription for moderate pain killer medication.
A number of thoughts crossed my mind during this whole thing. I'll tell you more tomorrow (my hand is tired of typing. lolllllll).
Ttyl.
D.Fa
24.6.15
Bored because of Pointlessness
Lately I've been so bored. Not that there aren't things to do. I think in some ways I am not doing the things I probably should be; procrastinating in a way. But then the things I do end up doing, which don't really seem significantly positive or negative in the grand scheme of things, they just seem, flat? dull? boring? meaningless?
Lately anything other than something that directly relates to my relationship with God, or serving Him in some way, or helping others know Him better; they seem pointless.
Sleeping in.
Watching television.
Playing video games.
Cleaning.
Yard work.
Course registration.
I don't know. Pretty much everything.
It seems pointless.
Even the things that the sinful body of mine desires, they seem pointless intellectually. I won't say I haven't been tempted to thin or act certain ways, but it seems pointless.
And I know I could be using the time God has given me to do more or better things than the amount of lying around doing nothing or playing cell phone games. I need goals. I need purpose. I need more than these things.
I don't know.
This is probably part of why it becomes so easy for me to end up doing a lot of things for God, but forgetting to spend time with Him. I feel the need to be doing something and think that sitting around not doing something is wasteful. May I see more and more the power of 'not doing things' through resting in God and prayer that He would continue to work and work in bigger ways.
D.Fa
15.6.15
Baby Geese
yesterday was pretty busy. I was out of the house literally from 9 am to midnight. I had decided to join the Ottawa Christian Chorale for this season, so I had practice for that, followed by worship team practice, assisting a bit with Westfest (an annual neighborhood event in westboro) stuff at church, YA, and street marshaling for Westfest. So it was a busy day, but fun.
1. I am not a tenor. E's I am good with. F's sometimes. F#'s... G............ G# (o. O). A? Please no. So I need to learn how to sing in falsetto, or not sing the tenor parts for some songs. (Otherwise OCC was tons of fun! =D)
2. I biked to and from all of those things. On the way to worship practice I biked along the river and ran into a pack of geese who had a bunch of baby geese! So I had to stop and play with them. I ended up following a couple of the babies that had been separated and caught one when he got stuck on a fence. I held him and pet him. He was very fluffy. (sorry no photos) So I tried again, but I couldn't manage to get the babies away from the parents. They were very protective.
As I mentioned the day before, I think discipleship is one thing that the church really needs more of. Not just my church, but quite a few (I can't comment on all of them to any degree). When I say discipleship I mean more mature Christians kinda mentoring and spending time with younger Christians to help them grow in their faith. And the thing here is that this is what Jesus calls us to! The great commission (Matt28:18-20) isn't to go and tell everyone about Jesus and then leave them hanging. Jesus says to go to all nations and make disciples, people who follow Jesus and grow in their relationship with Him. Paul calls the church at Philippi to follow after examples of godly men and women, and calls the church at Corinth to follow after him as he follows after Jesus' example. And further in the great commission Jesus calls us to teach these disciples to obey everything that God has commanded. And here we see the example set by Paul in 2Tim2:2 as he had trained Timothy who was then to train other reliable men who would be qualified to train others. We see a chain of discipleship, unbroken between generation, age, race, or any other divisions. As Paul explains in Eph2 God has broken down the divisions and made out of two (Jew and Gentile) one church, unified in Him; and again in Rom12 he speaks of the body of Christ being unified yet diversified, each with the different skills and abilities to build up the church.
Discipleship; a chain of disciples following and being further trained by more mature godly men or women as they all follow Jesus.
And discipleship, which I think is so great and the heart of the church, is one thing which I think definitely cannot be offered through parachurch. P2C for example, is a group of students at university. Essentially all in the same phase of their lives, mostly going through the same trials and temptations. Some may have grown up in church and came to truly trust in Jesus earlier, but even they don't have all that much to teach if they themselves are not also growing and being discipled by older men and women. There are some staff members, but they are often not too much older, and are kinda in the same phase of their lives. Additionally, parachurch is typically focused on one thing, and in P2C's case that would be training in evangelism, not so much in deeper bible study or other areas of life.
I had been reading a small book called "The Master Plan of Evangelism" by Robert E. Coleman. The book is all about looking at how Jesus did His ministry and the core concepts we can learn and apply. The second chapter was on 'Association'. Jesus spent time with his disciples. He spent His life teaching and ministering to them so that when He left (bodily) they'd be good to lead the church. The chapter emphasizes the need for this association, without which a new believer may not really grow in their faith and may be swayed by the world and the enemy. And as funny as this may sound, the geese from yesterday morning kinda provide an analogy.
The geese, now mature, protect their babies from any potential threats while also teaching them how to survive and helping them grow. In the analogy I am the enemy coming to swoop down on the unsuspecting poor helpless little geese. But afterwards I had no way to get at them, especially when they stood together in a group in unity.
Thus should the church be; building up, protecting, teaching and caring for their young.
So I will continue to talk about and pray for the church and for God to really help establish a core of discipleship which would cause stronger community, deeper faith, and greater holiness (and Christ-likeness) in the church.
D.Fa
12.6.15
It Can Be Simple.
Lately I've been thinking a bit about what it means for an organization or group or ministry to be 'parachurch' and how the parachurch should be working hand-in-hand with the Church.
I tend to meet two kinds of people: those who love parachurch organizations, have seen their greatest moments while part of them, and have seen God do amazing things through them and so they want to invest all of their time into it, often at the expense of being actively involved in a local church; and those who have seen parachurch groups lose sight of their partnership with the local church and as such these persons have decided to be involved solely in local churches to the extent of being wary of such organizations and keeping others from involvement.
And I don't have an answer per se as to how a parachurch group should work, or how the church should work. I do need to read up a bit more on this. However, from what I know and from the times I've spent as part of a seminary course on the book of Acts (the early church and Paul's work), I know that they should be working hand-in-hand. Often Paul's small missionary team is called a parachurch group. The way I've seen parachurch defined is that it is not the church in that it is focused to a specific task or peoples, but made up of people from the Church, and when done best seeks to support the mission of the Church in whatever means of evangelism, discipleship, or training. A campus ministry, a bible study group, a seminary; each fits into this category.
The question of how the two can work together is at the front of my mind since I've been so stuck between the two groups of people and have kind of flip-flopped between primarily being involved in parachurch or church 'activities' and trying to unify the two groups of people, but not really knowing how to do it.
I had recently talked to a friend of mine who is a staff member with Power to Change (P2C), a campus ministry in Canada and around the world under different names. I asked her, and asked specifically about how she sees it since I knew that she, herself, had not been so actively involved in both while in university. The way she answered was golden, and makes me love God, her, the church, and parachurch all the more. I will now attempt to paraphrase. The way she sees it P2C exists solely to help Christian students grow in evangelism and bringing the gospel to other students while in university. While doing that, to be encouraging active participation in the local church and preparing them to be so for the rest of their lives. The way she sees it P2C (or any parachurch for that matter) should not be trying to do 'church' things which would compete, such as deeper bible studies, sermons, worship services, generic fellowship, life discipleship, etc., but to do what it is called to do; in P2C's case, evangelism training, evangelism, and prayer for the gospel to reach ears that will hear, and nothing more. There isn't time in the life of a full-time student for 20 hours of overlapping content from both parachurch and church, in such cases a student will choose one or the other. To do so all of P2C's stuff would be concise and to the point allowing the students to best be a part of their churches and live as part of the family of God.
When things go like that, she tells me that students are actively involved in sharing their faith, are meaningfully involved in local churches, local churches suggest people to participate in the parachurch ministries while in school, it isn't a burden on anyone, and people are coming to know Jesus! So good.
I also asked then how new believers would be discipled. She replied that they would probably have a short 5 week or so basic lessons on the gospel and our life in Jesus, but in everything to direct them to a local church. I also asked about the desire for community in the parachurch groups. She said community around the mission is great, but that the real deep communities would be in the churches and as such, the students can have fellowship and stuff, it just wouldn't be a P2C event. If they wanted to have worship before a prayer meeting, great! That's a prayer meeting. haha
My desire is to see that day in Ottawa. To see the local churches and parachurch ministries on campus to work together, not against each other. And I think we've been seeing it go in that direction this year. Discipleship groups, acting more as 'action groups' where they learn how to share their faith and then go and afterwards they can do other stuff on their time. Weekly meetings focused around sharing Jesus with others, not on throwing a church service. Students involved at their churches, going on missions, living life together, and in everything lifting up Jesus.
So good.
I want to pray for that and I want to be a catalyst on both sides (church and P2C) to help communicate and work together for the sake of the gospel and good news of Christ going to all. May students be encouraged to share their faith, may they be encouraged to live their life in the body of believers, the church, may they seek after His kingdom and righteousness in everything, may God be glorified through His Church. Amen!
But what do we university students really need more from our church? I think discipleship is the thing. I'll talk more about this tomorrow.
Ttyl.
D.Fa
21.5.15
Bitter isn't Bad.
Hey guys,
Since I don't have an official job for the summer my dad has made a list of things I can do around the house. This includes going through our storage spaces and getting rid of anything we don't need; completely painting a redoing a room; as well as normal regular maintenance. One such thing is mowing the lawns in front and back yards regularly.
It's mostly dandelions in our backyard, but upon a quick scan I saw a small flowering bush which we used to have. They call it the 'Bleeding hearts' bush because of the shape of the flowers. And if I mowed, they would be dead for a year at least for sure. So I purposed to save them.
When I thought of that I wondered how many other types of plants there were in the backyard and started to compile a list. I also found some plants which were unexpected and have yet to find some that were expected. Felt like a true adventurer after all the work digging and exploring. Still more to do, but I think I have located about 25 species of plants back here.
I really expected to find some chives since we used to have a planter with lots of them. Haven't found that yet. However, I found a patch of large mint plants and what I think is parsley (tbd). So I started to wonder a bit about what things were and what was edible and did some Internet research. Last night I had a 'foraged' dandelion and mint salad with berries, coconut oil, and almonds.
One website I looked at spoke about how it used to be that people considered there to be a 'good bitter' and a 'bad bitter'. Although dandelion is bitter, it is fully edible and rich in vitamins to help us grow. When I was growing up though, I'm pretty sure us kids thought it was poisonous and everyone is always trying to get rid of them.
And I think this is how we usually approach difficulty or hardship in our lives. We try to avoid it, we try to remove it. But ultimately it is there to grow our character, as well as our hope.
Yesterday I also got to meet up with a buddy of mine as well as a sister in Christ and it was a pleasure of both my buddy and myself to hear of her joy in Jesus even through the difficulty of depression or anxiety. Although they are difficult situations and she wishes it was gone, she delights in the small victories and ways God provides, as well as looking forward to the hope we have in Jesus. As it says in Rev21:1-5: "Then I saw a new heaven and a new earth, for the first heaven and the first earth had passed away, and the sea was no more. And I saw the holy city, new Jerusalem, coming down out of heaven from God, prepared as a bride adorned for her husband. And I heard a loud voice from the throne saying, "Behold, the dwelling place of God is with man. He will dwell with them, and they will be his people, and God himself will be with them as their God. He will wipe away every tear from their eyes, and death shall be no more, neither shall there be mourning, nor crying, nor pain anymore, for the former things have passed away." And he who was seated on the throne said, "Behold, I am making all things new." Also he said, "Write this down, for these words are trustworthy and true.""
Especially the words of verses 4 and 5, God will remove every tear, death, pain, and suffering; He will make us and everything new. That is our hope! That although sin has caused pain and difficulty now, through Jesus and trusting in what He has done at the cross, we have been forgiven, adopted as God's children, and awaiting the day when all things will be made new again, free from that pain and sin's grip of destruction.
But even through that difficulty God provides and helps us trust in this ultimate ending! For now is but a light and momentary affliction which is incomparable to the glory that will be revealed in Jesus.
Rom5:3-5; Rom8:18-25.
Ttyl.
D.Fa
15.5.15
Changing Gears
I had been somewhat complaining to him about how deep I feel the depths of sin in my heart and mind are, that even now it sometimes feels like there's nothing but wrong on my mind. But he asked if there was any progress. He admitted it wasn't something that was easily quantifiable and is more of a long term process, but further clarified:
Am i drawing towards God more?
Sometimes, often, I want to skip to the ending where all the progress is done already. And I had been thinking about it lately as I've been biking. Whenever I come to a hill, my first response is to see it coming and pedal as fast as I can on the highest gear before I get to the hill and just use the momentum to keep pedaling at that speed and get to the top. For smaller hills this seems to work well, but for larger hills, it invariably does not work. Soon the hill makes it so you cannot even pedal, and you may have to walk the bike up the hill.
The idea of switching gears had always seemed kinda dumb to me.
When you switch to a lower gear you can't go as fast. If there is a hill, you'll spend more time on it barely moving. But when you switch to a lower gear it is easier to pedal uphill. Although you end up going a little slower, sometimes a lot slower, you are making progress! And at the top of the hill you will not have been so out of breath and wouldn't have had to walk to bike up the hill.
I live on a hill, so every time I bike I need to go up a hill. haha.
But in our lives with Christ, there will be hills, there will be mountains even. But by the Holy Spirit, even if it takes time and may be difficult, He can move mountains and bring everything to completion on the day of Jesus Christ. What He has started He will finish.
D.Fa
10.5.15
Check on the Bucketlist
Kinda funny. Today was really great. Various reasons. Good time with God. Watched some anime. Shared the gospel. Pretty sweet time in the Bible with other Young Adults. Probably the funniest to say is that I shared the gospel through anime, specifically a show called "is it wrong to try to pick up girls in a dungeon?"
Don't get me wrong, I know the title sounds bad. The show is actually quite good. The plot is very thin "that girl saved me! I like her. I want to be strong enough that I could save her, then she'd like me!", but the content can be very good. Recently as the main character, Bell, has been going into the dungeon to fight monsters he's brought a supporter, someone to carry dropped items and be back-up fighting support. The supporter he got had a shady background and stole his most precious knife and ran. She got caught by some bad guys who took all her stuff and left her with a swarm of giant ant monsters, which she had no way of fighting. So she just has seconds before getting killed. And this isn't a game. In this anime, this is the world, not a game. If you die, you die. So she is laying on the ground, beat up, and imminent death:
The small me.
So she's thinking all through how terrible she's been and how this is what she deserves, but the reality hits her that she is actually going to die. Meanwhile, some of the main character's friends are talking about how he should ditch this supporter, but "no matter what happens, he won't abandon that supporter." and flashback to the morning when Bell was talking to his friend "even if that's true, if she's in trouble, I want to help her." So BAM! out of no where Bell comes in and fights the swarm of giant ants with his knife and some magic.
"Yup."
And so she throws herself into his arms, bawling, and apologizing.
I asked my friend, who is also watching this show, about if he related at all with the supporter girl. And explained how I thought the whole scene was reminiscent of how God came to save us even though we fully didn't deserve it, but deserved to die for all the ways we've lied and cheated and rebelled against God, His creation, other people made in His image, and even the plans He has for us, as we seek after selfish goals and ambitions, various as they may be.
In any case, I'd been dying to share the gospel using anime, and so, I'm counting this as an answered prayer. xP. God is pretty cool. haha
Ttyl.
D.Fa
6.5.15
Jumps and Flats
so a few days ago I was biking to church. It was a nice relaxing 30 minute ride. While on this ride I determined to learn how to do something: get over curbs by jumping up onto them with the front wheel. Now, this is actually pretty simple, you just pull up sharply when riding and the front wheel will jump off the ground a bit while you are still moving forward and fall down on top of the curb. But I had never realized this. Watching kids do this, it seems like a lot of work and pretty dangerous. But in actuality is so simple! So, I'm kinda obsessed with it now, and I feel so cool doing it! It's like having another childhood.
But really, I love biking. I can't talk highly about it enough. I highly recommend it. xP
However, I also highly recommend buying your own bike pump. I have had terrible luck with free pumps lately. When I got my new bike from BR when he left for Texas the front tire was flat, so I brought the pump MM had given me way back when (it was kinda rusty, admittedly) and it didn't pump up. Must be flat, I thought. So I took the inner tube out and found it wasn't punctured. So I needed to walk over to AS's and use her pump. The other day, I was at school and there's this bike fixing station by the Architecture building and there's a pump. So I went to top off my tires. #Fshooooooooooooooooooooo.........# > . <## It was now flat............... Tried for 15 minutes to get it to work...... Nope. Called up AS. haha... I swear I'll get a pump soon.
Ttyl.
D.Fa
5.5.15
Assorted Tales
I've been really all over the place lately, both figuratively and literally. haha. To start, I've decided against getting a job for the summer. As such I will need to save as much money as possible before my grad school funding starts coming in in September.
One way I am intending to do that is by biking everywhere all summer. This started a week or so ago and the amount of biking has steadily increased from about 5 minute trips to 30 minute trips. I really like biking. Ever since my housemate back in 2nd year got me a bike and convinced me to bike to school. Then in Saskatoon I was also too cheap to buy a bus pass, so I got a kijiji bike and biked 15 minutes to work each day. It was so good. Just the freedom of being able to bike wherever, whenever, for free is so great. Especially with this perfect Ottawa summer weather.
To enjoy the weather further I've signed up for a membership with a local tennis club. It was $50 for the entire season! So cheap! And I convinced JF to join too. xP. So I'll be playing all the time. We joined the ladder too, so about 8 games per month at least. The practice game we played last week was good. After having been off for a while I can relearn how to serve well. I ended up getting a number of aces! =D But it was a typical match for me where I kind of trail just behind the guy I'm playing. The score ended up being 8-7 for JF where he was only ever ahead by 1 or 2 games, but we ended up usually being tied. (5 deuces in one game. haha) He said "You've got a talent, I'm not sure what it is, but you've got it." I always say it was my brother's doing (if I started winning he got angry).
Speaking of anger, knitting is very relaxing. haha. Unless you're knitting a blanket! This thing is 16 x 17 squares right now (each square a 18x10 garter stitch knit square, worsted weight, acrylic, size 9 needles) so roughly about 40 inches by 40 inches. Roughly. The intention is for a sitting blanket when you're cold on a couch. Nearly done! Not... Estimated to be another 27-60 hours of non-stop knitting. But I'm done with 1 of the 3 colours, but I might want to do a final border in the 1st colour. I really don't want to buy more yarn though. lol. Can't wait to start other projects! =D
Finally, a project I'd like to start up is relearning how to play trombone! Now that I'm free / I'll be a grad student in September, I'd like to join a band, whichever one NF was in (a Carleton band I think). So I need to learn trombone again and my mother can come listen. This is also partially caused by my current favourite anime: "Hibike! Euphonium". It's so good!!! Today's episode was about a concert band marching competition and they packed up all the instruments in a moving truck and went to the competition. "the male students are very useful in these situations" or something. Very true. They didn't need to move all the percussion though. haha.
I'll ttyl about more stuff.
D.Fa
27.4.15
Hiding the Truth
I've just been thinking now about a number of things that I'm kinda upset about, and the annoying thing is that they all seem to have happened somewhat because I was hiding what I really felt for various reasons.
One thing is that I'm probably not going to have the job that I thought I was going to this summer because of a miscommunication about my summer plans that could have been avoided, had I not been hiding that my plans had fallen through, thinking that it would be super awkward to explain after having been so excited and sure about them.
Another is that I'm pretty upset that I won't get to live with some guys next year because I wanted to be a good guy and let my other friend have the first chance. I really really really wanted to live there and now I'll have to wait until my other friend graduates. I don't know what I think. It's complicated. And now I'm trying desperately to live in the same area so that I can just hang out all the time. idk.
Another being that with graduation and stuff I have a number of friends leaving, and I'm really going to miss them, but I haven't said anything like that because it would sound weird, wouldn't it? I feel like he's one of my best friends now, but i don't know how to say that properly... But instead now I'm feeling like I'll regret it if I don't say anything.
Why do I need to hide the truth? What even is the truth? Is what I am feeling the truth? What would happen if I always just said what I was thinking? Would that be helpful or harmful?
I don't know what to do, and when I don't know what to do I usually do nothing and later regret doing nothing.
Also, while cleaning today I found my grade 7 binder. Very interesting read. Back then I was also hiding things. I also apparently was kinda arrogant. It was insightful though.
Ttyl.
D.Fa
20.4.15
17.4.15
Sometimes I Need to Remind Myself
Phil 1:12-14 is how I want to see all of this.
"12 I want you to know, brothers, that what has happened to me has really served to advance the gospel, 13 so that it has become known throughout the whole imperial guard and to all the rest that my imprisonment is for Christ. 14 And most of the brothers, having become confident in the Lord by my imprisonment, are much more bold to speak the word without fear."
Your brother in Christ, through struggle, trial, and joy,
My Story: Video; Written.
15.4.15
悪魔の匂い; 四月の嘘。
Let's pretend that all is well.
Forget again what lies behind,
Except for that smell.
That haunting, clinging remnant,
Of a past lingering so close.
To run, to hide, and dream,
But for that memory of guilt.
How can I continue,
how could I stop?
To seek out the light,
and yet fall again.
What can I do,
how can I recollect,
those days spent well,
before this insurmountable descent?
Can I ride 'til there is nothing but wind; try to escape it all?
Can I try harder and succeed; to do anything of worth?
Could I rely upon your strength; find humility in earnest?
Could I trust and walk forward; be caught when I stumble?
Thoughts of despair;
Lies which scream for attention.
Felt tension in the air:
Thick, restraining forward motion.
But there is light, there is truth,
and what-else these were but lies.
May such curses be forgotten,
could you open my inner eyes?
O that my soul would see,
the beauty, majesty, supreme splendor of your grace.
And everything within me turn;
with whole heart to seek your face.
Can I do anything?
The answer seems to condemn.
But by your strength, and all good hope,
a faith with which to stride;
may these steps be established,
your spirit always be my guide.
SMS Novel 1: Poetry of the Night
Yesterday I was just about to go to sleep when suddenly!
From the shadows on the wall beside my bed emerged a creature of the dark!!
It was about 2.5 inches long!!!!
It had hundreds of legs!!!!!!
It
Was
Beside
My
Bed
...
Nearly Died.
I made an immediate plan in my head.
Slowly move the bed frame from the wall to expose the beast.
Grab an empty envelope from the bedside table.
Approach calmly
Position the envelope 2 or 3 inches from the monster
And
BAM!!!!!
SMACK THE ENVELOPE ONTO IT'S HIDEOUS BODY!!
The beast wiggled and squirmed beneath the force of the folded paper
It wasn't dead. O.o
*deep breath*
I need to kill this.
Only one thing to do...
Press harder.
*gulp*
Here we go...
#CRUNCH!#
The deafening noise of the beast's exoskeleton cracking beneath the weight of justice!
And then there was silence, save for the racing pounding beat of the killer's remorseless heart.
It was finished.
The enemy utterly defeated.
The residents of 1817 Leblanc* could rest their heads in peace this evening.
But still,
The fear in the back of their minds.
Were there more?
They'd have to hope for the best as they entrust themselves to the warmth of their dinosaur blankee.
Sweet dream young slayer of evil.
Sweet dreams.
~FIN~
Written March 12th 2015 over 42 text messages. Based on a true story.
*address changed for this reproduction
D.Fa
9.4.15
When The Going
I won't lie, these last few weeks have been crazy for various reasons. In the height of school work my application for an internship position next year was declined. And I needed to get over it immediately so I could continue to help out those around me / finish my school work and actually graduate. One thought was that "if I let this ruin my graduation I'll never get over it". But God is good and actually got me over the bulk of it. He provided scriptures to say 'I've got plans for you here and now. Wait upon me and in due time you'll see.' And if it was just up to me I'd have been really upset and rage quit a lot of things. I spent all night the day I was told praying and crying about it. A lot of whining and I was angry. But He got me through that.
Since then though I've had so much work to do on my undergrad thesis. I've actually woken pretty consistently early to go to Health Canada and to go to school and get things done. I've missed a bunch of meals and unfortunately I've ended up skipping out on a bunch of Bible time. To make things worse my wifi wasn't working a week ago or so, so I ended up using the entire month's data on youtube on my phone, so now I can't read the Bible on my phone on the bus, so I'd been having an excuse on those busy days.
It's a pretty dumb excuse though.
I used to always have like 4 print bibles in my bag at all times. Electronic bibles... haha
So I put it back in my bag and am just reading chronologically from where I left off in Numbers. Some things that happen are so crazy. I don't really know what I've been learning though.
I've also been watching anime and hanging with RN. I moved back to my parents'. I had awesome times with BGTD for easter brunch and egg hunt and doing some work for my previous boss.
I'll be sure to ttyl.
D.Fa
5.3.15
Plato is a Cool Guy.
So, I really don't know all that much about Plato. My first encounter was probably actually sometime back in highschool. My friends AdSB and ML frequently talked Philosophy and History. And maybe a few years ago in Asia DP and myself had a talk with a guy about 'the cave' and I learned a bit about Platonic forms? However, my real first time actually talking about him and learning about him was very briefly last semester in my philosophy of the self and personal identity. We briefly talked about his view of dualism, the mind being the soul and the body being a sort of cage for it. But yes, we only briefly talked about that as we learned of Locke's thoughts on the memory criterion.
This semester I am taking a class on Critical Thinking and Argument analysis and evaluation.
What a great class to take.
Indeed. Yesterday we looked at Plato's The Republic: Book IV.
I've heard about that! What was it like?
It was interesting to actually read some Plato. He writes in this odd dialogue format, which I was thinking about and it seems as though it strengthens his arguments just by making it seem like someone else agrees with him.
Yes, it certainly does.
Anyways, this book was all about what a just and perfect city would look like and how that would also relate to a just and perfect person. Plato saw the city as having three general classes / occupations: workmen/producers (all skilled trades and works); warriors/auxiliaries (to defend the city); and rulers/philosopher kings (ruling wisely). He spoke of how each of these divided classes corresponds to a virtue. The rulers with wisdom; the warriors with courage; and the workmen with moderation, meaning that they are to be content in their situation with being ruled by those who are wiser than they. Justice, as Plato put it, was that everyone was to practice one of the occupations in the city which they are most suited to. When everything is in order as it should be, that is justice. For a class to desire another class or to try and do more than one occupation is to cause chaos and practice injustice.
This he corresponds to the soul. That the soul has three parts. These three parts he referred to as the appetites, the spirit, and reason. Appetites always desiring their selfish desires; reason trying to keep the appetites in check and to rule over the soul; and the spirit being the part that follows reason and fights for justice either being angry when not treated justly or content when justly dealt with. Again, justice being when everything is in proper order. A person is healthy when his soul is in order.
Plato apparently doesn't like democracy, which he gets to in book VIII, for when those who are wise and can rule to properly keep us all in check of moderation all will be better. The whole city will be happier. while in democracy the people, who are properly represented, chase their appetites regardless of what the better ultimate good could be.
Anyways, Plato says a lot of stuff which is really Biblical. One case is just at the end after he has explained what justice and injustice would look like the question comes up: "So it now remains, it seems, to inquire whether it is more profitable to act justly, live in a fine way, and be just, whether one is known to be so or not, or to act unjustly and be unjust, provided that one doesn't pay the penalty and become better as a result of punishment."
The answer was "But, Socrates, this inquiry looks ridiculous to me now that justice and injustice have been shown to be as we described. Even if one has every kind of food and drink, lots of money, and every sort of power to rule, life is thought to not be worth living when the body's nature is ruined. So even if someone can do whatever he wishes, except what will free him from vice and injustice and make him acquire justice and virtue, how can it be worth living when his soul--the very thing by which he lives--is ruined and in turmoil?" (emphasis mine)
This sounds so similar to something Jesus said. "For what will it profit a man if he gains the whole world and forfeits his soul? Or what will a man give in exchange for his soul?" Matt16:26. Directly afterwards He speaks of how He will come back in judgement dealing to each as their deeds require. Directly before speaks of how much more worth it is to lose one's life for the sake of the gospel and Jesus' name.
What does this all mean to me? Hmmm. To be willing to follow after our wise and eternal King Jesus despite what I may desire, knowing that He knows best for me? hmm.
May God help me to trust in Him more and more and by His Spirit empower me to moderation and self-control.
D.Fa
PS. Another thought was on the division of the soul in relation to the three biblical divisions of heart, mind, and soul. Idk what that'd look like exactly, but it seems to correspond well with our sinful flesh led by appetites, our renewed knowledge and reason in Christ, and our spirit which agrees with the Holy Spirit. But idk enough to write all about that. haha
1.3.15
Hatred
Yo.
So, the other day I was at a discussion group and we had been talking about Christianity and how hypocritical Christians can be sometimes (ultimate answer here was people are people, not perfect) and one guy kinda shared a story of something. I don't remember exactly what he said, but one thing was that he used to swear quite a bit, but now that he is following Jesus that has really been an active change and when he sees others swear using God's name he hates it.
He hates when others take the Lord's name in vain were actually his words.
And that was just crazy to me to think. Although I get the idea and that it's a commandment, it's just hate is a very strong word, eh? I don't know.
I feel like this may be something I need to grow more in: hating sin.
The truth of the Bible is that although God is love and good, He hates sin (disobedience, rebellion, selfishness, etc.) and is just to punish all who have sinned, which is everyone. However, in His love for His creation, He gives us a way to be forgiven and take our punishment by sending Jesus to the cross, dying in our place. Any who don't take that gracious forgiveness in Jesus still deserve wrath and so will be punished.
So, we are to share this great news of saving grace to others and to live lives worthy of the call of God.
"For the grace of God has appeared that offers salvation to all people. It teaches us to say “No” to ungodliness and worldly passions, and to live self-controlled, upright and godly lives in this present age, while we wait for the blessed hope—the appearing of the glory of our great God and Savior, Jesus Christ, who gave himself for us to redeem us from all wickedness and to purify for himself a people that are his very own, eager to do what is good." Titus 2:11-14 NIV
In Romans Paul says he wishes they be wise in good and innocent in evil.
We are to love God and hate sin, turning from it back to God.
And I definitely have been convicted by the Spirit in the past of my sin and of how bad it is, but sometimes I feel like hate is a really too strong word for how I feel towards sin. I'm tempted to believe sin isn't actually bad and to turn from God back to selfish choices, which will lead me further and further towards destruction and away from truly experiencing God's goodness.
So I need more hatred towards sin. Even a speck of sin is too much.
May the Spirit of holiness and power work to grow a hatred for that which God hates. May He empower me and strengthen me to fight the battles I must, and the grace to keep me from as many as possible. May He help me love Him more and shape my heart and desires after His own.
D.Fa


