Saturday, September 6, 2014

Daddy (mommy), did you know?

Parenting
If communication is supposed to be two-way, and communication is supposed to be the basis of all relationships, it always baffles me why we always talk about them as if they are one-sided. Here, I am talking about parenting. For the longest time (as far as I can recall), parenting talks, seminaries, workshops of sorts always provide advice based on scientific research, psychological discoveries, and successful parenting. I have no qualms with those and I applaud the efforts to enhance family life, but what about the other end of the relationship. Specifically I am referring to the child(ren).
It is one thing to assume maturity and hence become the initiator in bettering things; it is another to assume arrogance and disregard the receiving end of such initiation, especially so in a special relationship between the parents and the children.
Therefore, it has always been on my mind to let parents hear our voices. Parents should never need to go through the confused state of becoming unfamiliar with their kids. Even once is one time too many for a parent to come away wondering where has the mommy’s boy of yesterday gone to. Children don’t change overnight- we drift, we distance, we cut off, and then we become irrelevant, or rather we make ourselves irrelevant.

Before I go further, I want to reiterate what I used to tell me nephew who is 7 years my junior. He’s the eldest in his family, and he felt a lot of injustice and angst toward perceived biasness when it comes to the treatment differences his younger brother and himself received from their parents. My advice to him, “remember, you want to be a good son, and you are learning to be a good son. Give your parents the benefit of doubt and show them grace: they too are learning how to be good parents, because you are their firstborn, and they probably had no one to teach them the 101 to good parenting. This is mutual learning, so work together.”
Asian parents in general have the tendency to make assumptions, big assumptions, about their own superiority. So much so that the aforementioned basic truth is often neglected. We take the golden rule from our own childhood, from the society, from our friends and make them into standard molds. Over time, theses standards become the matter-of-course, and we stop remembering that we too are still learning. Worse still, we start ruling out the possibility that we might be wrong- that we might not have known better.

Father and mother, the child in me continually cries out for the smoothening of relationships, and I believe that each generation should come out and be vocal about our thoughts. Today I come out to speak on behalf of my generation of sons and daughters, and ten years later, someone else should do likewise, all the time.

1. Father and mother, if each of us is represented by a circle, we children used to be a subset of your bigger circles, but as we grow up, our circles expand, and at one point in time, we are no longer subsets. Some parts of our circle go beyond your circles, and we become overlapping circles. You guys will have to acknowledge at some point that you will stop having control over the area that has ventured beyond. Point being, fathers and mothers, you need to learn how to let go. In a family where we are comfortable, we like to feel empowered, and it has to start from a young age. By empowering our children, we are subtly conveying a trust message to them. Implicitly, we are really telling them and reinforcing in them that we believe in them. Such empowerment can come in the form of getting the children involved in making decisions in the family such as where to go for a family trip, what to have for dinner etc. Letting a child have a say builds ownership, letting him feel heard builds confidence. Coupled with explanation and guidance, we teach our children how to make responsible decisions and how to deal with rejections. In their teenage, this is going to be an invaluable skill set.

2. Our focus shifts as we reach a certain age. By letting go, I do not mean neglecting us. A huge portion of delinquent became so only because we find replacement for attention, love, belonging, all of which we feel like we do not receive at home. Acknowledge our presence, encourage us, and praise us if occasion calls for it.  No matter how busy parents are, surely time has to be made for family.

3. Establish common topic, things of interest etc. Many peers within my social circle have an unspoken unanimous admiration for families whose parents are like friends. When we were young, we needed guidance, but teenage is the time when we are catching up. We no longer long for someone ahead, but someone beside. This is the age of opportunities, of possibilities, of adventure, and a big part of this adventure is exploration. Give us the space to write our stories, you may share in them, but if you try to dictate them, we might just eradicate you completely from the picture.

4. Worries are not the best excuse for overstretching us. I think what most of the parents have done for their kids is for their betterment and for their own good, but I must also say that many times the forms through which such concern/care/love are expressed can be quite daunting. Therefore, never let societal pressure be the motivation for any kind of actions. Yes, we continue to try to encourage our children to work hard, but we also demonstrate our faith in Christ and His teachings by not letting the worries of the world have a grip upon us. Life in school is tough already; cut us some slack at home.

5. Finally, deal with our own hurts. I can share my own testimony about this. Essentially, we are saying that it takes one to make a conscious decision to snap out from bondages and chains of our past hurts, especially those which we might have been subjected to in our own childhood from our parents. Hurt parents hurt their children, hurt children grow up to become hurt parents, whom in turn hurt their children. This forms a vicious cycle, a generational curse, and we really don’t have to be stuck in it. We might have had bad experiences with our father or mother, and more often than not, in not wanting to become like them, we inevitably take on their mantle and shadow and mirror their style of parenting. I reject that pattern, and pray for all of us to be free.


Just keep trying: in seeing you trying, we gain strength and hope trying on our part.

Sunday, August 17, 2014

Complaint

Because I will be away for a short while, because I do not want to take tomorrow for a matter-of-course and rule out the possibility that I might not return, I am going to write. 
Right now, I am in a state of huge displeasure and deep dissatisfaction. I used to look forward to going to church, but now I dreaded stepping into the fellowship. Somewhere within a voice cries out "hypocrites"! My eyes couldn't look beyond the disgust. I recognize the personal angst involved, I even recognize the ungodly bitterness that is consuming me from within, yet I am unwilling... Some degree of hurt, on top of that a huge sense of injustice. I reject self-victimization, but in this case I cannot help but to look upon myself as one of those...
Today, he came and he spoke. I was becoming skeptical, even of him. But as convicting as he was some 5 years ago, his message today rang a bell, again. It is my prayer that the whole community heard it not just with our ears nor minds, but with our hearts. 
It is situation like this that spurs one into desperation. Never in my life have I felt as helpless and clueless; never in my life have I asked so many "whys" and "hows". Yet, the same strain of light within is what kept me here, still standing. I might be complaining a lot, and might even seem ungrateful, but hey I am still standing. Surely, that took quite a bit off me already. 

My prayer is this:
1. For my church to come to a point of missions-mindedness that prompts us to look beyond what we have/are.
2. For my church to, as one family, give out of the little we have (wealth and money).
3. For my church to come into the supreme awareness of what our God is doing in our midst, and in the world.
4. For my church to walk in such synchronization with God that we don't just seek to do His will, but we take care of His possessions, and pray for His people as well. When Iraq is at war, when people are suffering, help us to be serious and broken for His people.
5. For my peers to breakout from spiritual comfort zone, and move into a deeper and more intimate understanding of God and His works.
6. For my leaders to heed God's prompting and move only where He wants us to move.
7. For the culture in my church to be righted to encourage healthy confrontations and rapid spiritual growth. 
8. For a revival of faith and relationship like Nineveh's such that even after many generations, we continue to live through the convictions.
9. For Godly men to step up and become role models for the younger men, and leaders to the church.
10. For genuine humility, reliance, and obedience to God. 

I feel a drastic misfit, but I will stick by. When I'm at my wits, it's Your turn to show Your might.  

Sunday, August 10, 2014

Boom

1 day on from a major milestone in our nation's history, a phenomenal effort that spent big bucks and thousands of man hours in preparation, the age-old national day songs of the 90s continue to linger in the air. Streets continue to be littered with patches of red and white, and the national flags continue to fly high, and proudly, in the housing estates. This is our 49th birthday. Having come thus far, being a fortunate generation to witness the fruits of our forefathers' sweat and blood, the whole nation shouts patriotism. The unfamiliar tunes of loyalty ring in our ears as all the bad presses from the past 1 year suddenly got swept beneath the carpet, overnight...

As the clock struck 9, and the day's programs builds up to the grand finale, streams of magnificent lights shot up into the sky. They defied gravity, they even defied norm- in a momentary instant, the famed Singapore skyline glared brilliantly, revealing the prosperity of the nation. Roaring businesses, established names, first-class infrastructures, luxurious designs, all these point toward a roaring success Singapore has achieved as a nation. Boom... boom... boom... boom... Red and blue stars added a shade of artificial beauty into the backdrop, yet at the same time hinted at an ambitious, and perhaps arrogant, intent to paint nature's portrait however we wanted it. 

Boom... boom... boom... boom... The same night, at about the same time, somewhere further west on the longitude, the synchronized ignition of explosives was about as far as the similarity stretched. Here in Iraq, what we hear about is the committing of daily atrocities- beheading of civilians, massacres of children, raping of women, enslaving of teenagers, starving of the old, running over of cities. Howls of destitute bellow through the otherwise dead night, both in metaphorical and literal sense. Isolation meant that help was either not forthcoming or has been denied. A huge part of the world continued to ponder, to think, to consider, and to even weigh. Recent war memories rendered even the big brother apprehensive about coming to the rescue of the Iraqi people. "The United States cannot and should not intervene every time there's a crisis in the world" about summed up the stance. A partial authorized air strike did little to bolster Iraqi and Kurdish forces when both stood helpless in withstanding against the Islamic State (ISIS) militant group when cities were being overrun (article). Today at this moment, even as I am writing this, thousands continue to live in fears. Genocide! One of the Iraqi MPs cried out in plea for intervention from the Parliament. This is a desperate situation. This is not just a religious war, the kind of hatred is unfounded. One video captured the decapitation of a Christian man- he was made to renounce his faith. He did. His executor spared him from the bullets and he explained that this is an act of mercy. Then he ordered for him to be beheaded, nevertheless. 

Hundreds of videos have been circulated since, and thousands of articles have been spread. Social media played a big part, with some changing their profile picture to the hebrew letter "N", which has been used as a symbol by the ISIS to identify the Nazarenes, more commonly known as the Christians, for persecution. This was an initiative started by the English church as an expression of solidarity, and it pretty much hinted at the helplessness of the general public. What can we do, like seriously; how can we contribute in tangible ways in light of all these atrocities. As the author put it in his article, "the trouble of standing in solidarity however, is that when it's done from being a laptop screen in a cosy branch of Costa Coffee, it achieves pretty much nothing."

In this side of the world, we celebrate our home, but that is their home too. Wilberforce famously said this, "you may choose to look the other way but you can never say again that you did not know", while Edmund Burke also challenged that "the only thing necessary for the triumph of evil is for good men to do nothing." Brothers and sisters, let us remember, let us stand together, let us rise up. My friends and I are going to be fasting and praying to intercede for their deliverance. Do join us in hearts, souls and minds. 


  我叫忠伟,新加坡华裔,没有专长。普通邻家男孩。今年二十有三,无数次搞叛逆,无数次搞得半桶水。我不突出,尝试博出位也没有成功过。唯有心中的一丁点儿微光让我能够撑下去。好不容易。。。 实际上其实很痛苦。
  那丁点儿微光来自一个信仰。六年前的一次抢救行动令我重获新生。主的恩典替我洗涤,可是六年却没有因为恩典的记号而变得比较通顺。因为一次的觉醒而发现自己的格格不入,恩典时而感觉变成了负担。一心的想逃,一心的想要离开,除了在主里面同一的那道光,我别无期盼。
  好累,我真的好累。生命的许多不悦形成了一堵叠着一堵的墙。前途本平坦易走,如今却像是田径赛跑一样-- 每跳过一关,阻力便顺势添加。
  我实不想继续。只要让我找到漏洞或缺口,我保证定在瞬间消失。。。
  然而,希望不仅在于片面之谈。现实常常事与愿违。单面且一厢情愿的执着换来的最终只是一张张无奈而挣扎的苦颜。所谓 “神的用意” 令我不禁愤怒。。。
  我们把希望全权投入数年后的转首回顾,但如果我们真心实在地盼着,信着,把持着, 所谓 “用意” 何在?那还重要吗?
  心理学拟为 “justification”。含义在于世人都不喜欢吃亏,尤其是大亏。所以若我们别无选择,非吃亏不可,潜意识中我们心里是会自行启动,为这样的一个结找出个解法。这样的适应帮助一代接着一代度过了许多的难关-- 屠杀,浩劫,奸,杀,歹,虐。。。


待续。。。

Saturday, August 2, 2014

The Uriah Story (Narrative)

I don't think I deserve any of these. Tomorrow, I will be leaving already. My lord has made his decree. I'm thankful for his faith in me. For 30 years, we have fought shoulders to shoulders. He's been a marvelous leader, and God always made a way when there seemed to be none. This mission, this particular one looks daunting. I don't see how I would be able to return. But I didn't think I would be able to return in any of the previous expeditions, did I? I should be fine. 
I wonder why he sent for my return. My brothers are fighting on the frontline, risking their lives for the nation. With each passing moments, I'm feeling the tug within my heart. I should be with them. Home seems too peaceful to me when war horns and horse hooves were ringing on the outside of the wall. My lord ordered for me to rest, to return to my wife, but how could I? I shall wait it out- even if I'm not there physically with my brothers, I will share in their sufferings, I will be with them in the spirit. When we return with victory, then all these enjoyments can come. That wouldn't be too late. That is exactly what I was going to do. But words came this morning. Suddenly he got me to the frontline. In fact, he got me to be in front of the frontline. Things haven't looked good there, but if he insists, then I would go. My king whom I serve, my king whom I chose to follow. 30 years of dedication, even if he were to ask me to draw my blood, I would. My allegiance is toward him...

2 Samuel 11:6-21

Saturday, July 19, 2014

Recipient of Grace

"He is no fool to give up what he cannot keep to gain that which he cannot lose." 
~Jim Elliot~

One of my personal favorite quotes and one of many missionaries' cry in the heart. We give up many things of great earthly value only because we have caught on to something greater, and definitely better. Here, we refer to it as the things which we cannot lose, but in Matthew 6:33 it's actually talking about the Kingdom of God and His righteousness. It is one of my favorite quotes because it captures the heart of following God- it speaks with conviction and certainty, and the guy who said this justified its content in the most epic way possible- he lost his life and he gained a legacy. With gusto I confidently declare that same quote over and over again, and my, it felt good. 

He (I) makes the sacrifices to follow God, he (I) is no fool, he (I) is gaining something due to his actions. The world talks about this as if Jim Elliot was the man- he did everything right! Until one day, I began to question: would his ministry and Elizabeth Elliot become as effective if he hadn't died. I even commented that Jim's death was about the best thing that could have happened to Elizabeth simply because both of them decided to serve the Lord with ultimate fervor and abandonment. Then I want to bring us to remembrance- God calls, God equips, God fulfills.
For whatever reasons that we have come here for, I want to point out the prestige of being able to be here, and to be a part of what He is doing in Tanjong Pinang. Basically, He doesn't need us here.  I think that is the posture to adopt in service, so that we do not become disillusioned, nor do we become disappointed, but to always maintain that sense of honor and gratitude simply by the recognition that we do not deserve, yet by His grace we came. I come thinking that I'm doing the people or even God a great service, but truly, many who have gone on missions always make this particular remark: I came to bless, but I've been blessed much more in return. I reiterate: this is a position of great privilege, and we are the recipients of divine grace. 
I end the sharing with this story that I read from Kyle Idleman's "Not a Fan". 
There was a father. One day he was trying to shift a heavy furniture across the carpet, and it took him a while to realize that the most effective way to accomplish that is to flip that piece of furniture over, and slide on its back across the room. He did that, but the task was still a big one. After a while, this struggling father caught the attention of his 4-years old son, who cutely ran up to him, squeezed himself in between his dad and the furniture and offered to help. He was making little contribution, and the furniture would not budge. But his father was behind him, and working together, the furniture moved. After a while, the son looked up at his father, and quickly remarked, "dad, you are in my way." 
Sometimes in our lives, we take up so much, and we slowly began to remove God from the picture, even as we claim to say that we are doing His works. Today, I encourage us to take heart- commit and surrender. Believe in the depth of our heart that He is the one pushing the heavy furniture over our shoulders, not by what we might think is our strength, not even by what we think is our resources, but by a simple faith and a simple desire to seek His kingdom. Let us receive grace, and in receiving grace let us serve with grace, and let us show grace. 



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Wednesday, July 2, 2014

God is Love, and Love is God

God is love and Iove is not God conveys a subtle message that love is greater than God. Inherently, it is saying that there are some facets of love that our understanding of who God is disqualify Him from being the entirety of it. Ie. God satisfies some notions of love, but fails for the other notions of love.
This morning, I was reading an article titled "God is love and love is not God". The brief illustration of that idea utilized one single but arguably misquoted example to justify this point: if God is love, a loving God would never allow so-and-so tragedy to occur. This argument hinges upon our conviction of what love is and how it should look like. The flaw here is our understanding of love, not God's character of love.
So if we are talking about indulgent love, abusive love, insecure love, demanding love, then yes love is not God. But before we get carried away, these are no love at all!
The bible says God is love, in generic, for a purpose (I believe). It doesn't say God is a specific kind of love, only.
However, I want to propose this: God is love (this is established already), love is God (because God is big enough to satisfy the fullness captured by love), but love is not the entire God (simply because God is bigger).
Scripture says "we love because He first loved us." We are love, not because we can, but because He empowers us to. We get ahead of ourselves the moment we start thinking that we are capable of loving, by our own strength. 
What then is love. 1 Corinthians 13:4-8 give us a pretty cool definition of love: love is patient, love is kind. In the bible, many different versions of love had been utilized with each capturing an aspect of the critical love factor in context. We have agape, philia, storge, and eros. But God encompasses them all- for in 1 John, it has been made clear. We cannot love God whi we cannot see if we do not love our brother whom we see. And when Jesus restored Peter, the depth of love Jesus demanded from Peter increased in depth for each subsequent challenge. 
Love in the right vein reveals God's characteristic of love. When love competes, and love confuses, those are also points whereby love is confounded. Love is simple, just love~