On What It Feels Like to Break

You should have been at dinner tonight. You would have loved it. I made some dumb comments and you would have told me so. Like Jenn said, it hasn’t really hit home that I’m not going to see you again. Or hear you lead worship again.

I called you just to hear your voicemail prompt. I wish you’d made a longer one and that you’d laughed at the end. I’m so afraid I’m going to forget. I’d rather be in pain forever than forget.

This was not supposed to happen. We were supposed to walk this walk together forever. We were supposed to go to China together. What about all your dreams and all the prophetic words that were spoken over you? What about all those babies you were supposed to have with the man God prepared for you? Who else is going to light the fire under my butt and who else is going to go through exactly what I’m going through whenever I’m going through it? Who else is going to hate to love guys who are wrong for us with me? You should have been my maid of honor. Who else is going to take the Tai clan to Chuck-E-Cheese with me? There’s going to be four of them now…

I’m sorry I left you alone in Chicago. I’m sorry I didn’t think about how much you’d have to carry when I left for New York. But, you know, you did a much better job of juggling everything than you thought you did. So many people came out to see you these past few days. Last night I wanted to tell them to leave so that I could have some alone time with you, but I didn’t because I know you meant a lot to them too.

You are so very beautiful. You’re perfect.

He who is the glory of Israel does not lie or change his mind; for he is not a man, that he should change his mind.

1 Samuel 15:29

The Word Became Flesh

The reason my Father loves me is that I lay down my life – only to take it up again. No one takes it from me, but I lay it down of my own accord. I have authority to lay it down and authority to take it up again. John 10:17-18

Jesus Christ moved purposefully toward his own very human death when he rode into Jerusalem. Such love of the humble King is unfathomable, for I am like one who spits on his face daily (Matt. 26:67). And yet his death… it is saving me daily. How can I not, then, be for his glory?

“Now my heart is troubled, and what shall I say? ‘Father, save me from this hour’? No, it was for this very reason I came to this hour. Father, glorify your name!” John 12:27

The Exact Representation

Philip said, “Lord, show us the Father and that will be enough for us.”

Jesus answered: “Don’t you know me, Philip, even after I have been among you such a long time? Anyone who has seen me has seen the Father.”

John 14

Dominion

A slave is our Master, a servant is our King.

With every word, with every deed, He makes Himself known to those who have eyes to see.

To Him, all things.

Zechariah 14:9

Your Love Never Fails

This Is How We Do It

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In the Beginning Was the Word

I’m guilty of skipping over Psalm 119 because it’s long and seemingly repetitive. But upon further inspection, I’ve come to see that Psalm 119 is a lesson in delighting in the Word of God. Here are a few blessed tidbits from the text:

• I have hidden your word in my heart that I might not sin against you.
• My soul is consumed with longing for your laws at all times.
• My soul is weary with sorrow; strengthen me according to your word.
• I run in the path of your commands, for you have set my heart free.
• If your law had not been my delight, I would have perished in my affliction.
• To all perfection I see a limit; but your commands are boundless.

Reading this psalm in love grows my affection for the Word. In delighting in his words I am longing to be a resting place for the Lord. (Isaiah 66:1)

(Psalm 19:7-11, Job 23:12/Matt. 4:4, Hebrews 4:12-13)

“Lord, to whom shall we go? You have the words of eternal life.” (John 6:68)

Dessert Truck

For post-finals, post-semester, and pre-break reasons, the five of us celebrated Jer’s “bday” today. Though Bommy, Vicky, and I made a very fail attempt at surprising Jeremy, everything turned out much better than we’d imagined. Plus, we found the

Their desserts are SO GOOD!! Despite being full from dinner, cake, and cotton candy, we could not resist. I had dark chocolate bread pudding with bacon creme anglaise, Bommy had creme brulee, Vicky had slow baked apples and cinnamon, and Jer had hot chocolate. Arguably so, Kevin got the better part of the deal by tasting everything. Menu here.

The two guys who started this thing are mad smart, and they both went to Columbia!

Daytime location @ Park Ave, btwn 51st and 53rd; Nighttime location @ St Marks Place, 3rd ave.

Pictures to come!

Alex Gui

is going to college. UIUC mechanical engineering has just accepted him. Might be a mistake. But for the time being, HOLLER.