bringing them home.

October 20, 2013

it is only 8am, and i have been up for about 3 hours now. maybe i am too excited to go back to my spiritual home on this earth, cfc. not just me this time, but with my youth group from chicago chin baptist church. a bunch of awesome kids who are ready to explore what is out there. during the bible studies, i always talk about ‘back in college days’, i feel like they have all the right to see the actual place.

pondering and praying, i don’t have a definite answer on how God is going to work in my life and ministry. it is funny, i saw a note in my bible: it says “we are not called to do anything, but we are called to Someone” and i just realized again that we are just called to God. the rest is His doing.

have i imagined that my life would turn this way? NOPE. i absolutely had no idea.

doing seminary school and involving with CCBC, this i have never dreamed of. when i received John 4:34-35 verse specifically for this calling, i wish i had an answer to how things will turn out. i have big dreams and visions now, but i don’t know how God will play it out. i have been told many times now to be faithful with what i am given right now and to do my best in it — as of now, this youth group and this church.
all i know right now is that there is a hunger for truth and Word in the Chin community.
there is a need for a hope that the world cannot satisfy.
there is a thirst for the Spirit that will quench their souls.

leading the bible study weekly with this youth, it has been a struggle. i see myself just stumbling and not being able to come up with concrete things at times. i cannot really relate back to the cultures and even how to approach them and contextualize the verses for their lives. i am pretty sure they feel the same like.. why can’t this guy understand us? why is he so impatient? why is he so different? juggling the bible studies with Chin, Burmese and English languages, i sometimes forget what language i am speaking in. so hard to break the barriers that they had guarded for so many years and to go deep with them… to make them think about their minds and hearts… to mold them with the Word and the culture of prayers and scripture. it is a patient work. it is a hard work. it is God’s work.

doing my quiet time on Hebrews 5:7 this morning “during the days of Jesus’ life on earth, He offered up prayers and petitions with loud cries and tears to the one who could save Him from death, and He was heard because of His reverent submission.” one thing i could learn from Jesus, the very son of God, the powerful, the mighty, the wonderful, the fierce, the creator: HE OFFERED UP PRAYERS AND PETITIONS WITH LOUD CRIES AND TEARS…….. WITH REVERENT SUBMISSION.

although there are days that make it harder for me to be thankful, i can’t complain. seeing one person’s growth can make this life worthwhile. one more person to enjoy God’s presence (hopefully even more than me). CS Lewis put the importance of an immortal in this way –

“It is a serious thing to live in a society of possible gods and goddesses, to remember that the dullest most uninteresting person you talk to may one day be a creature which,if you say it now, you would be strongly tempted to worship, or else a horror and a corruption such as you now meet, if at all, only in a nightmare. All day long we are, in some degree helping each other to one or the other of these destinations. It is in the light of these overwhelming possibilities, it is with the awe and the circumspection proper to them, that we should conduct all of our dealings with one another, all friendships, all loves, all play, all politics. There are no ordinary people. You have never talked to a mere mortal. Nations, cultures, arts, civilizations – these are mortal, and their life is to ours as the life of a gnat. But it is immortals whom we joke with, work with, marry, snub, and exploit – immortal horrors or everlasting splendors.”

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