Bits and Pieces From My Corner

Written by Zhey Chua |Posted on January 14, 2009 | Comments

Okay, I am not going to keep silent any longer than I am supposed to. I need to write something, so here goes.
I have not been around posting stories lately because my brain is just as cluttered as our house is at the moment. We got a house full of boxes and to get from one room to another is risking to bump your knee or hips on something hard so we definitely have a hard hat area going on at the moment. Yes, sigh, we’re moving again.

We found a two story apartment closer to our church and right smack in the middle of the buzzing town and we thought it’s about time to make another big leap of faith. We have some projects ongoing that would coincide with our move but I would rather not say anything about it yet. We’ll see how it goes then I’ll decide if I’ll spill or not . Not fair? Uhm, I’ll think about it. Teehee…

So what else is happening on this side of the planet? Not much, I watched a few Mark Driscoll videos yesterday and I was, well, a bit scandalized with the way things are being discussed on the pulpit over at Mars Hill Church. The thing is, I believe those subjects can be discussed in a more decent fashion, I mean can’t we at least tone down with the cussing and the usage of certain vulgar and graphic words or phrases? It pretty much reminded me of our pastor’s illustration of how gas and water mixed together could affect a car’s running condition. Does Driscoll really think that this is the way to glorify a Holy God?

Moving on to other things, I am still pretty much bothered by some issues that were brought to my table about a week or two ago. In respect to the people involved, I choose not to elaborate further but in conclusion, I just happened to learn a really big lesson from all the things that has happened to me lately:

It doesn’t really matter if ministers, laymen and lay preachers or even ordinary Christians read the right kind of books, listen to the right kind of podcasts, write and blog sound doctrine, post God-honoring videos on YouTube or GodTube. All of these can still be deceiving. In the end, what truly matters is/are the fruit/fruits of the Spirit.

Thus you will recognize them by their fruits. – Matthew 7:20

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Well, those are some of the main bits and pieces from my corner.

Now, onto other things that has been keeping us up on our toes lately, Warren will be leading the congregation to a devotional at the prayer meeting tonight. I will reserve my comments at a later time, but for now I would just like to request everyone’s prayers for the Holy Spirit to be his main guide and not himself. I have been bugging him since yesterday about the vernacular/language he will be using, he told me he will be discussing in Tag-Lish (Tagalog and English) and, lol, I was just not having any of it. I politely and lovingly reasoned out that pure Tagalog would bless more people especially since most of the Wednesday prayer meeting attendees consist of the older generation. They definitely would appreciate a pure Tagalog discussion, especially Apong Terio, one of our classic and homegrown pioneers. He promised he would try to speak at least 80% Tagalog, so I can just keep praying. Lol! I am such a stage wife, ain’t I? *Sigh.

Oh, by the way, we just received a critique from an in-law a few weeks ago. He, according to some sources, apparently isn’t impressed by my writing skills. He said I “write like a girl who grew up from the squatters area”, I had to ask Warren what he meant by that and apparently (again, I’m beginning to be redundant here, sorry) he meant to say that I write like an uneducated individual. I guess what he was really trying to point out is that my articles lack some sense of decency. Anyway, you know how my brain functions so yes, I have a rebuttal for that. When Warren repeatedly apologized for the offensive remark, I looked him pointedly and said, “It’s really okay. I just have to wait until the day my Father comes and bring me to His kingdom. On that day, I hope not to look back my shoulder and see them looking so lost, for if they remain hard-hearted, I am afraid that they will not even have a space in my Father’s kingdom to squat on.”