Skip to main content

Confession:

I've never read the entire bible.

When I first made the decision to make Jesus my lord and savior, it was unsurprising that I had never read the entire bible before. In fact, my knowledge of the old testament was so abysmal that one summer when I was planning for bible story lessons for kids (csmp), I had to secretly read summaries of common stories taught to kids while my teammates who grew up going to Sunday school easily recalled characters from the ot. I was so embarrassed that I had no idea who these prominent characters from the ot were, such as Ruth/Naomi, Joseph & his brothers, Jonah, king David, and the like. But knowing I had only began my relationship with God two years prior, I had somewhat of a. "safety net" to excuse myself.

Today, more than four years have passed and I have yet to know the entire history of God moving powerfully amongst people before Christ. Here I am trying to teach the fifteen college students in my lifegroup how to value the word of God, yet neglecting a huge resource available to me to grow in my understanding of God. I have no excuse.


Recently I've been seeking much wisdom and discernment for several areas in my life. A wonderful accountability partner in my life compared a situation I'm facing in the workplace with the story of Esther. If it was anyone else, I would have pretended I knew exactly what she was talking about--but since the best accountability relationships are based on honesty and courage, I unshamedly admitted that I knew nothing about this character. I committed to read the whole book this week, and today I finally got to the end of this juicy, drama-filled story.

Initially I couldn't understand what was to admire about this esther (enough for half of the Christian Korean-American females I know to be given the same name). But mannnn esther's uncompromising devotion to her people and willingness to take bold risks with the king showed just how secure she was.



Comments

Popular posts from this blog

And just when you least expect it..

Today I went down to the food court with another intern and as I opened my box of sushi, I hesitated. Feeling as if there were too many eyes on me (I only ate with one other person -_-), I questioned whether I should pray before my meal, in fear of social rejection. After I prayed, she asked me if I was a Christian, and I awkwardly responded that I was. Then she said, "Finally! What a relief to know that there are other Christians!" WHAT THE.. I couldn't believe it. Here I was, sitting with a co-worker that I had simply exchanged cordial greetings with, now talking about God haha. Even though I was scared and honestly did NOT want to pray, God used a habitual thing like that to open up opportunities for me to invite her to small group and share my faith. Crazy how He works when you least expect it.

Delirious

delirious (adj): marked by uncontrollable excitement or emotion; ecstatic; filled with an inexpressible and glorious joy (1 peter 1:8); me I don't think I had a personal relationship with God until 2 weeks ago. There have been a lot of formative moments and experiences in the past 6 years of me considering the existence of a higher-being, 3 yrs of being a Christian, 1 year of living by faith, 6 months of serving on church leadership, 1 month of dire circumstances, each of which have been challenged and supported by specific instances in my life.* But it's only been 2 weeks of finding pure joy, satisfaction, and freedom in Christ (alone). Though it's been 6 years since I first stepped into a church building and 3 years since I accepted Christ, I was always afraid to admit that I didn't know what grace, freedom, repentance, or Jesus meant--in terms other than the ones I had heard or read--it was always a theory and never a reality in my own life. After years of doing chur...

Lessons from the Big House Big Heart 10K

I ran a 10K yesterday at the Big House, right before HMCC's 15th year celebration--it was an INCREDIBLE run because I feel like God was speaking to me about my life as I was running. Here's what I mean: I was in awe and shock when I finished my 6.2 miles, because I have been extremely unfaithful with training leading up to the race. Despite my failure to be disciplined on a daily basis, I felt like I was given this supernatural strength to run til the finish and not give up. Because of that, I ran hard and ended up cutting about 20 minutes off of my time from June (crazy, I know). I think the 10 kilometers I ran yesterday greatly resembles my journey of following after Jesus. If you ask me about what has helped me to grow in my faith, I can give you a handful of HUGE commitments I've made in the past couple years--like participating in a summer missions project, serving in LIFEgroup ministry, or staying in Michigan post-graduation. But despite these sizeable deci...