While dying she taught us how to live.

pc: Jimeng Loh

To visit the bench, enter Central Park at E 102nd

Christine Kang-Hui

I want to live and enjoy every moment without forming an idolatrous attachment to such moments and life... I want to submit fully to His will and be available for whatever mission He has for me, including impending death, while I still don't lose hope as it is appropriate for a Christian to do, not resorting to fatalism and hopelessness. I want to despise death and pain as God does while still embracing and accepting that necessary transition until Jesus returns. I only hope and pray that God will teach me how to do all these things. There is no way I could figure it out on my own. But if God is by my side and guiding me, I'm sure I could learn...

 ·  ·  · December 29, 2011 at 9:48pm

... and not only to Christine but also to all who have loved His appearing.

where death is just a memory––see you at home

in loving memory of Christine Kang-Hui.

Orual

"... is not a symbol but an instance, a 'case' of human affection in its natural condition, true, tender, suffering, but in the long run tyrannically possessive and ready to turn to hatred when the beloved ceases to be its possession. What such love particularly cannot stand is to see the beloved passing into a sphere where it cannot follow."

// C.S. Lewis, on Till We Have Faces, in a 10 Feb 1957 letter to Clyde Kilby.

Not my envious love, but His redeeming love--a new song--shall be my refrain, till I see Him face to face, and ever after.

Third eye... Sixth sense...
You must tell the Story wherever.

// Yohan Kim

Posting on a plane

just cuz I can!

I highly recommend Virgin America for your California flights.  You can check out a Samsung Chromebook for free, get free in-flight WiFi, and return the netbook at the arrival gate. Seems pretty dedicated:

Download Speed: 511 kbps (63.9 KB/sec transfer rate)

Upload Speed: 256 kbps (32 KB/sec transfer rate)

Sat Dec 17 2011 19:28:11 GMT-0800 (PST)

So I've been getting work done and chatting on the plane.  Greatness!  Also the seats are much comfier, and you can keep ordering drinks from your personal entertainment screen.  I don't get the weird purple indirect lighting but it feels supermetromodcool.

I will live in the Bay Area someday.

Bye Bye Ye Ye

Grandpa Wesley passed away Sunday morning. Death is wrong.

Our family's meeting in San Diego for his funeral Thursday-Saturday. Please keep us in your prayers. Personally I need much mercy and divine joy to complete my exams and papers... in a weird headspace these days. But so grateful for all the condolences, the families who have been feeding me, Lisa and Sam for helping me find last minute plane tickets, everyone who's made me laugh and rejoice and (attempt to) whistle while I work.

One of my favorite books this year is the Jesus Storybook Bible. Sally Lloyd-Jones wrote it for children but I have wept at its beauty and at the whispers of His name. Here's an excerpt from the Isaiah story:

There was once a man called Isaiah, and his name meant 'God to the rescue!' ... God let Isaiah know a secret. God was going to mend his broken world. He showed Isaiah his Secret Rescue Plan: Operation 'No More Tears!'

One day, when he comes back to rule forever, the mountains and trees will dance and sing for joy! The earth will shout out loud! His fame will fill the whole earth--as the waters cover the sea. Everything sad will come untrue. Even death is going to die! And he will wipe away every tear from every eye. 

Yes, the Rescuer will come. Look for him. Watch for him. Wait for him. He will come! 

I promise.

Swhere it's at. Isaiah remains my fav book in the unabridged Bible. Thanks Rebecca Jerry and Kash for reading together this fall.

Come Thou Dayspring

the sunrise shall visit us from on high
to give light to those who sit in darkness
and in the shadow of death,
to guide our feet into the way of peace.

// Zechariah

where before there was only guilty silence: a new song

without him i hide my lips in trembling shame;
in him i open my mouth in petition and praise.

// Valley of Vision