home

the compass within me is broken. it not longer points north. it no longer points to home.

home.
my body and soul long for this place called home.
yet, this strange concept eludes me.

wrote this in the middle of last term while in london. still rings so true:

"as i lay on my bed, 

and the world swims above my head 

and i try to think of whimsical rhymes and hidden meanings 

my patience grows weak. 

the faith i lack is the faith i need yet somehow 

my mind rebels against it. 

my imagination runs wild with thoughts of irresponsible and wild ways of living, 

of dreams that will never come to be, 

and of places i hope soon to go. 

this pen and pad, 

my only comfort. 

this body just holds me back. 

this world screams No, 

yet my heart wants to scream back. 

my mind tells me the obstacles are for a reason, 

yet my heart wants to leap before looking. 

this once i want to jump without analyzing. 

the world tugs with a sway and flow - 

gets farther 

and the holes become wider,

yet the others get tighter 

and form a knot. 

i feel the stretching and pulling of this world- 

and enjoy the feeling until the stretch becomes too much 

and i snap. 

no, 

i have not snapped. 

the fabric i'm made of is stronger than this world. 

my heart yearns for two different worlds. 

yet neither one i call home. 

the home i long for is but  a glimmer in my eye, 

and a hope in my heart. 

as the world screams, swims, and stretches, 

i am steady. 

for i am not of this world. 

and someday it will become gray. 

the brightness comes from another source. 

and this 

is what i live for."

beautiful

Oh Lord, you're beautiful,
Your face is all I seek,
For when your eyes are on this child,
Your grace abounds to me.

I want to take your word and shine it all around.
But first help me just to live it Lord.
And when I'm doing well, help me to never seek a crown.
For my reward is giving glory to you.

Oh Lord, please light the fire,
That once burned bright and clear.
Replace the lamp of my first love,
That burns with Holy fear.

I want to take your word and shine it all around.
But first help me just to live it Lord.
And when I'm doing well, help me to never seek a crown.
For my reward is giving glory to you.

Oh Lord, you're beautiful,
Your face is all I seek,
For when your eyes are on this child,
Your grace abounds to me.
Oh Lord, you're beautiful,
Your face is all I seek,
For when your eyes are on this child,
Your grace abounds to me.

sometimes i just get so frustrated by the fact that people know the truth and choose not to live by it.

christian universities are plagued with this trend. it's the nature of the environment that surrounds the students. the combination of so many different backgrounds of faith in God. and so many temptations.
my heart is so troubled by this phenomenon.

my prayer is that God would put a passion in the hearts of christian students once again. my vision is a university unified by God's love and desire to live only for His glory. a place where one student's weakness is filled by another's strength. one where authenticity and honesty reign and create a fabric that is able to withstand the temptations of this age. a place where a love for God is the first priority. and a love for others the second.

this place will move mountains. this place will show the world the God that saves. it will strengthen believers of all walks of life, at any 'level' of spirituality.

this is a place where the meek and humble are raised up. and where every student's strength are utilized. 

a place of constant prayer. a place to meet God. a place where we can see His face. 

this is my prayer for biola
for universities around the world
for my generation
for the Body of Christ.