http://www.chron.com/news/us/article/Ohio-couple-married-65-years-die-11-hours-apart-4760785.php?cmpid=rrhoustontx

How 5 centimeters per second should have ended.

Dyu's wedding speech

(directed to general audience)

Joke: Today I am here to give my best man's speech, but I still in shock that he is getting married so I didn't have anything prepared. Bye.

Actually, today my job is to try to embarrass the bride and groom, though I know it won't be hard to embarrass Tiffany because if I say anything manly about Daniel, or anything at all about him, she will blush and possibly run away from the table.

I am also giving my blessings to the newlyweds and wish them courage and luck in their coming journey together.

So, how did I meet Daniel Yu? As the story goes, according to Daniel Yu because I don't have any memory of this, but one random day at GKCCCC the 10 year old me went up to this awkward kid and just decided out of the blue "you are going to be my friend, " and BAM the most unassuming friendship of two awkward kids was born.

The iconic image of us two would be trying to compete with each other in endless hours of smash at each other's houses for sleepovers, with the occasional break where Auntie Sandy would drag us to the local hotel pool to swim laps. Later on, when Daniel Yu moved away to Indiana and later Yorkville, we would start encouraging each other spiritually, challenging each other to view the gospel both from a biblical viewpoint and also from a logical viewpoint. This continued through college, as we watched each other grow spiritually, step by step as we continued to learn how to be men after God's own heart. I'm not going to lie, there has been many times where I survived only through Daniel's encouragement, or at times, his harshness. Thank you Daniel for being there for me.

So to start embarrassing Daniel. One of the more unique things about Daniel, among others, is his lack of a wardrobe turnover rate. Just three days ago he was wearing a shirt from a conference we went to in high school, whereas I would probably only be seen wearing that shirt if I run out of work out shirts. He also still wears a sweater that he owned since middle school. If you see him wearing one that is grey and missing most of its letters, that's the one. During the same conference, he wore the same blue polo marketing Pfizer's Revolution drug (do not ask me what it was for, just use your imagination) for a week straight, and then he switched it out for another exactly the same shirt to use for camp the next week. As you can see, to anyone who saw him those weeks, it looks like he wore the same shirt for two weeks straight, if one week wasn't bad enough. It was good to see yesterday at least that this...habit...has started to change, due to the influence of a feminine touch. Good job Tiffany. Please make him get rid of that sweater, or at least don't let it into your new house. (You can show it to your kids later and pretend its daddy's favorite sweater).

He also wanted to become the first professional hobo. Anyone here who has known Daniel Yu from when he was a kid knows that this was pretty serious. I once asked Tiffany what she thought about that, and she told me, "I shattered those dreams quite soundly."

Back in the day, we would all joke that Daniel Yu would be the first to get married, only because the possibilities of that happening are, you know, a million and one because he never seemed interested in girls, only in becoming a bum. To this day most of us are still...a little in shock. Still, there was once a time where there was a boy who would worry non-stop if the girl he likes even thought of him as a precious and close friend. On the day he was going to be honest with his feelings, he Skyped me saying things like "what if she doesn't think of me any different from the other guys she knows | what if she doesn't like me." He was crying and just an emotional wreak. I remember picking up the phone and calling him, and I told him to take a shower, put on some new clothes, and that from what he told me about their friendship, she most definitely thinks of him as a good friend. And that day the boy became a man. Though later in the day the girl told him "no," something in her heart was changed, and she observed the boy and saw that he was responsible, he was sincere, and his heart was pure. We know the rest.

To end my speech, there are a few things I want to say to the groom and bride.

The next things I will say are things you two have shared and taught me, whether through talking to me over Skype or through your interactions with each other or with other people.

To Daniel:

Daniel, you need to affirm Tiffany. Knowing her passion to reach out to people in fellowship, she will sometimes forget to remember about take care of herself, so you need to be there to take care of her. You once told me that "a girl just wants to be understood, that a drop of sincerity and tiny bridges of trust are the way to a girl's heart." I want you to keep on understanding her. I want you to understand her heart, her dreams, and her passions for other people. There once was an artist turned philosopher called Sagmiester who said that was difficult to truly understand someone else's reality because everyone always thinks they are right. Today I am telling you, Tiffany is always right. Therefore understand her. Be the leader. Be the one who initiates and takes the risks.

I would also recommend that you beat Zelda: Ocarina of Time. That was something that Tiffany once sought for in her boyfriend, so before you two get any more serious you should probably beat that game.

To Tiffany:

Daniel Yu may not be the superman you see on TV or in other people's relationships, but we both know that he is a superman in his own right. He is someone who is able to go the distance to take care of those who are dear to him. His loyalty is something that I have taken advantage of more than once. Who else would go to Urbana with me, when I had many reasons to be scared of going back, just so he can be there to encourage me and have fellowship with me. No matter how many times you wondered if he is the One, he would always tell you that you are worth pursuing. Trust that Daniel Yu is "the man who seeks not only to protect and cherish but also to encourage your heart to grow in the only way that really matters: into the unfading beauty of a gentle and quiet spirit." (and yes I quoted that from my Facebook wall).

Please also remind Daniel to take regular baths (not at regular intervals). Also, watch some episodes of One Piece with him. Its good stuff.

To both:

Having watching you two for the last two years, I know that despite what everyone else thinks, you two have been through some rough times with each other. But I saw that your friendship with each other is one of the strongest I've seen, and when you two couldn't lean on each other, you both relied on the strength of your heavenly Father to get through the struggles and tough times. I just want to remind both of you that having this common source of strength will help you two more than anything else in your marriage, and that this is the best gift a spouse can give to one another.

I just want to share one of my favorite verses to you two.

Joshua 1:9

Have I not commanded you? Be strong and courageous. Do not be afraid; do not be discouraged, for the Lord your God will be with you wherever you go.”

I wish you two the best of luck and thank you both for being a good friend to me. Please don't get eaten by a bear or mountain lion on your trip okay?

1. Boiling of Milk Using Flaming Oreos
2. Determination of the Number of Licks Required to Get to the Center of Tootsie Pop®
3. Powering New York City with Pikachus
4. Eyestrain in Students Due to Guitar Hero III Game Play
5. Testing the Popping Yield of Various Microwaveable Popcorn Brands
6. Ideal Lighting for Growing Moth Orchids in an Indoor Environment
7. Name Brand versus Store Brand Paper Towels in Absorption
8. Does Double Dipping Lead to Increased Bacteria on Food?

I found this in the undergraduate BME lab course handout at CMU. WHY WASN'T WASHU THIS COOL?

Sometimes I wish I was a less social person, and maybe cared a little less. Then leaving people behind would be less painful.

Sometimes I wish I wasn't so good at keeping in touch with people. Then realizing when someone doesn't want you in their life anymore wouldn't hurt so much.

My strength. My weakness.

What am I saying...how many more new people can I meet, how much more can I grow, how many more lives I can touch? I will always keep my family and friends in my heart!

BEWARE PITTSBURGH!

I realized that Midnight's life seriously revolves around food and taking baths. He usually gets a bath every 3-4 weeks, and so when its been a few weeks since his last bath, he knows and becomes more and more aloof and cold towards us (because he hates baths). Once the gets one though, he knows it won't be for another few weeks before he gets another one, so he becomes super happy and cordial to everyone. He also knows that after like...11pm there is no chance he will get a bath, he temporarily reverts back to his warm and fluffy self.

So now all posts need a title

What is this in this picture that I took randomly in my backyard? In the very middle you can barely see a possible wolf spider (female) with an egg sac. So why does someone who actively traps and kills spiders take a picture of one all of the sudden? Well there is a story. One day I was spraying herbicide in the backyard to kill all the clovers so that our lawn can look nice and shiny (though now there is more brown than green because the pesticide also kills normal grass too), and I saw something fairly large scurry across a brown patch. I inspected closer and lo and behold, it was a female wolf spider carrying in its mouth a large white sac containing its future brood. I instinctively took my hose and sprayed the spider as much as I could, but no matter how much I sprayed, the spider never shrivel up and die, nor did it drop its load and speed away into safety. Instead, it dropped the sac and hovered over it protectively, nuzzling the sac among its eight spidery legs (as seen in the above hi-depth picture). I even used the hose to forcefully separate the spider from the pouch, but no matter how much I chased it away, she always eventually went back to the egg sac. What I witnessed that day was probably the strongest motherly instinct among any animals I've encountered, live or even on the web. The mother never gave up on her children, no matter how hard big bad Daniel tried to kill or separate them. Luckily herbicide does not work like pesticide, and after maybe 5-10 minutes of sick torture, I decided to let the spider go, so that several hundred more wolf spiders may plague my backyard in the future.

So what I learned that day was that in nature, there is a powerful instinct of protection for children, synonymous to God's love for His children. You see videos of mother sheep chasing after wolves, father gorillas defend their band from predator jaguars. Even at Swoop Park you can find mommy and daddy geese march their goslings in a line, protecting them from the front and back until they reach their destination. Only humans are cruel enough to forsake their young, for we are the only species on earth to have sinned and revoke God's original design for us. 

One day I will tell my daughter this (I will have one!).

This is also a good article.

I will also find a wife who will protect our children like this.

Children’s children are a crown to the aged,
    and parents are the pride of their children. - Proverbs 17:6

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1ZPsfO2I4bo

Uncle Phil is the best role model!

 

Omaha Zoo

One of the best zoo experiences in my life! God also provided that day too. What was supposed to be 40% rain from 12pm to 9pm (which means 40% of the days in history that had the same weather conditions, it rained in Omaha), but by 2 or 3pm it was bright and cloudless to the point you could get a tan. Best part of the zoo has to be the free roaming prairie dogs!

The prairie dog was liked this 4-5 year old kid's shoelace so much, he managed to drag it all the way to his mom while trying to flee its embrace. Nom.

This picture...is so me.

I would love to go again in a year. No. Next week!

Another Movie Review (sorta): Howl's Moving Castle

I once spent over 5 hours trying to write and fix this blog post, but since I was having so much trouble with writer's block and HTML (edit: I found the problem, I was using firefox instead of chrome, but now I have ads on my blog), I'm just going to post the pictures and let you interpret them any way you want.

Adding this one because I like it so much:

and eye candy for the girls:http://images4.fanpop.com/image/photos/24500000/Howl-howls-moving-castle-24507781-1000-710.jpg

Love is not a feeling, but also more than a choice

http://www.desiringgod.org/blog/posts/love-is-more-than-a-choice

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=37_CbuMDLs8

“Give me all of you!!! I don’t want so much of your time, so much of your talents and money, and so much of your work. I want YOU!!! ALL OF YOU!! I have not come to torment or frustrate the natural man or woman, but to KILL IT! No half measures will do. I don’t want to only prune a branch here and a branch there; rather I want the whole tree out! Hand it over to me, the whole outfit, all of your desires, all of your wants and wishes and dreams. Turn them ALL over to me, give yourself to me and I will make of you a new self---in my image. Give me yourself and in exchange I will give you Myself. My will, shall become your will. My heart, shall become your heart.”
― C.S. Lewis

We could not make zhongzi properly because we didn't have the string used to wrap them. Guess what, my dad used it all up to tie up the trees in our yard. -_____-

 

端午節快樂!!!

Urbana 2012

It seems this post has been long overdue, but I wanted to let the experiences and feelings sit for a bit. Given that I just watched Ram's message a few days ago, completing my Urbana experience (I missed it because I wanted to have a farewell lunch with some of my close friends, one whom was going back to Hong Kong indefinitely), I can finally disclose my thoughts.

I was really afraid of going to Urbana. Given I never shared my Urbana 2009 experience, I will elaborate a little now. I really enjoyed Urbana in 2009. I loved hanging out with everyone from the fellowship who went, as well as people from City Lights and other fellowships too. I enjoyed the singspiration and the felt that John 1-5 has never been explained so well to me before.It really was like becoming part of a wonderful tribe. But like all great things, it faded with time. All these things we said we would do and change when we got back to campus got lost as we re-sorted our lives to fit with the high intensity academic lifestyle of a top class private school. What faded the fastest though were the relationships that were made. Those bonding moments while singing together in a row among thousands of brothers and sisters, those late night moments in the hotel rooms where we shared and laughed and played cards, none of them seem to matter a year or three later. People change and are imperfect, but I felt like Urbana was a moment to remember. Right? I remember in 2009, I asked many second-timers how they felt about coming back and what was different. I was surprised to hear them say that the second time was underwhelming or did not meet their expectations. I was curious what made it so. I think it was just the first time there was a lot more fellowship and sharing with close friends. The next time they go, the people who they shared their Urbana with the first time are no longer there, and they become just another face in a sea of strangers. Alone. Unexcited. I feared that my second time would be like that and prepared for it, but no matter how much preparation I did, loneliness and guilt lingered in the corners of my heart. Still, God had already made plans in my life, and so I was going.

Even at during the planning stage God revealed his hand in guiding dyu and I to Urbana. Though we talked about it quite often between 2009-2012, I actually never thought he would come in the end, but when I asked him at the end of summer if he would go if I did, my best friend said he was all in. Sometime during November, we found out that dyu's job required him to stay during the last few days of the year, as accounting firms use that time to process all the financial information of their clients before the new year arrives. Therefore he would have to stay and I would be attending alone. At that point I asked God whether he still wanted me to go, and if I could still go and face my fears as well as grow among the 16,000 other brothers and sisters in Christ. With complete control of the situation, God led me to chat with dyu's fiancee, where I asked her if I should go or not. She honestly told me she didn't remember much of her experience there in 2006, but after pausing for a moment she told me what was lingering in her heart, "...still, I remember it was the closest I felt to heaven." After she uttered those words I realized that I didn't need company to go with me to enjoy the bountiful feast presented there, nor was conquering my fear or attending a well known conference the reason why I was going. I was going because I knew that was where God wanted me to be, for He will be there. Not to be outdone by Himself, God revealed a miracle to dyu and me. Just weeks (or days) before Urbana, dyu broke the news to me that his company did a complete procedure overhaul and all his work scheduled during the final days of the year was moved to next January. I am pretty sure a move like this is very rare for companies, especially during a rush period like end-of-the-year work. Only through divine intervention could something that was "impossible" be made into a "for sure."

One thing that stood out a lot this time was lunch. This year they did not do the frugal meal experience, where we were given the average amount of food that people eat daily in 3rd world countries. We also only get half a bottle of water to share among 8 or so people at the table. I guess this year they switched that with the care kits to Swaziland. Another difference was how they streamlined the lining up process based upon hotels. Thus at almost every meal, I would end up sitting with a table of Canadians, mostly Asians from Toronto. I thought that was kind of interesting, but I learned that there are probably more Asians in Canada than in the US, and there are more Cantonese speakers than Mandarin speakers at least in Toronto. 

I was pretty happy inside that the ACFers would let me join in their small group after handing out chocolate to them (I like to feed people and make them fat). I somehow ended up in Kakes group almost completely composed of new faces. At first, Kakes was a little nervous and was unsure how to engage his group, and so I quickly jumped in to save him. In a brave moment I asked the group to share their thoughts and most memorable experience and speaker that had so far and broke to them a little bit of my experience and how it was from 2009, as well as how Callisto Odede's message on how we create an image of Jesus that is constrained and benefits our own views. By that point Kakes took charge and spoke about how he had a lot of doubts during the first few messages, but had grown stronger and opened his heart more to listen to God's whispers. He spoke how his take-home point was Ram's teaching on our relationship with God and how our pride and shame both widen the distance between us and our Father. For that brief moment while I was speaking, it felt like I was teleported back in time to when I still served in ACF, as if God was reminding me that this was once who I was, and that I can still be in the future. I am not going to lie, it felt really good that moment, and I believe I felt a padlock thump the ground as a chain around my heart broke

"Being in proximity to God isn't the same as being intimate with God." I have always worried about this. Am I, someone who loves reading theological and spiritual literature, just a person who is trying to orbit and stand next to God (like a stalker), or am I a person who truly seeks to form an intimate relationship with Him? Am I a fan or am I a follower? Till this day I still struggle with the feeling that I act like a Super Christian and yet am a huge hypocrite myself, or I am too quiet (like during men's group) because I do not have the confident to advise others on their spiritual lives. I feel like this weakness is hindering my ability to be accountable, as well as undermining the trust I should place in God to use broken and useless me.

In the end, I didn't I accomplished my desire to meet new people, especially from other places. Though I made a small effort, to be honest it was dyu who shined in reaching out to strangers, keeping communication with them and spending time to listen to their stories. I probably looked like the anti-social one to them. I think that revealed my weaknesses a lot and I wish to grow stronger and be more outgoing and caring for the people I meet. Got to keep the love debt going right? At least I didn't succumb to any feelings of loneliness and guilt. Sure they were always there, huddled next to each other in my consciousness, but the sheer force of prayer by thousands pushed those away for me. I thank everyone for that. I got my second taste of heaven, and I hope this time I will not forget the commitment to reach out to the people God loves, which is everyone. I made new friendships, heard powerful messages, and embraced the Word like I have nothing to lose. As for the relationships that should have lasted, I will leave them up to God.

-Highlights-

Seeing the growth of many of the ACFers that I used to hang out with was a real blessing. I saw true leadership in Kevin 3.0, once the newbie freshmen that stayed in my room for Urbana 2009 now turned leader, where he was able to gather his fellowship members and help them grow and mature in the convention halls. I laughed out loud when someone tagged him in my photo of the group circle and commented, "PREACH IT KEVIN L!" And he did. Very well too. It was also a pleasure to see how much Kakes grew too. I would never have thought I would see someone as reserved as him leading a small group of men, but so was the case. I am glad that there are wonderful mentors guiding the guys in ACF. It was also fun meeting all the new members too, drawing in their excitement of seeing such a large congregation of Christians together (especially a lot of asians) and listening to their testimonies and what they will do once they make it back to campus several miles west of here. I am so thankful to meet Alvin and remembering me from Urbana, and including me in the effort of supporting the ACF missions team into Taiwan. God is using everyone to the fullest, and their hearts reply with joy.

I was amazed by the duet testimony shared by Christopher and Angela Yuan. Of course I've heard Christopher's testimony on Youtube but hearing it in person was still mind blowing. Actually Angela talked more during the session, and you can hear the love she had for her son, and the trust she had in the Lord. The mastery of God's influence over Christopher's life cannot be ignored, nor the power of the prayer of a mother fighting for her son's heart.

I enjoy poking fun at dyu and his fiancee about how they have become a statistic (every Urbana, the main speaker tells the conference attendees that 3 out of 4 people marry someone who has attended an Urbana conference before). I hope that by the time the next one rolls around, I will be able to volunteer with the person I wish to be with till the end of my life.

I would like to shout out to Paul for letting dyu and me to stay at his apartment. My room was a bit cold until I opened the door at night, and there were wild mice running amok, but it was free and a lot of fun, and I got to enjoy time with some Washu and Chi-town folk, who all seemed to know each other.

Writing this post at 4am in the morning felt so good. It felt like I was a bottle under pressure and tonight God allowed it to be released. Tonight another chain around my heart was lifted.

You can read my Urbana notes here.




One day, hopefully 2015, I will come back and volunteer with my beloved. One day. It is a promise.