I’m nearing the end of a weeklong stay in California with my dad, stepmom, and 9-year-old brother. My brother has his first swim meet this Saturday. Even though he can swim 50m in around 30s (if he’s rested, he says), he was reluctant to sign up–he says he likes to swim “just for fun.” I was taken aback. Continue reading
In five days, the Senate is poised to vote on the Better Care Reconciliation Act, its version of a bill to repeal and replace the ACA. It’s no secret that healthcare in the U.S. is the most expensive in the developed world and delivers poor quality for its high pricetag. We live in a messy democracy, and this is a messy issue, so it’s not a surprise that the laws on the books now are a mess and any future laws will also be a mess.
Nevertheless, I’m 100% against the BCRA and its House counterpart as ways to address the problems of American healthcare, even though as a healthcare provider and a taxpayer I’ve seen firsthand the flaws of what we have now, because what trumps those two identities ultimately is my identity as a Christian. Continue reading
I recently read this NYT opinion piece written by Alain de Botton. He writes about how marrying the “wrong person” is inevitable, and goes on to say:
“We mustn’t abandon him or her, only the founding Romantic idea upon which the Western understanding of marriage has been based the last 250 years: that a perfect being exists who can meet all our needs and satisfy our every yearning. Continue reading
Victors get to write history, but losers alone have the opportunity to forgive.
You control all things. Every poll, every phone call, every yard sign and hanging tad; every drop of rain and every beam of sunshine today comes from you. You raise up kings and queens and bring them crashing down at your pleasure; empires ascend and splinter at your word.
And all your power works for the good of your people, those whom you have loved and redeemed through Jesus. Governments may change, but your good intention will never change, and will work until time’s end for our flourishing.
We are sojourners in this nation, sojourners who have felt this identity more strongly in years past. When we try to place our hopes in the leaders of our nation, their failures rebuke us. Their shortcomings remind us that there is no God but the LORD–only you have been perfect from eternity past and will be perfect into eternity future. Only you model perfect power and perfect humility, perfect servanthood and perfect leadership.
And yet I pray that you would give the grace of this leadership to whoever emerges victorious tonight, as well as whoever does not. I pray that the ruling party and minority party would have mutual appreciation and respect for one another, and learn to work together for our nation’s sake rather than for the sake of individual careers.
I pray that as a nation, your kingdom and your values would suffuse us. I pray that we would learn to value life at all stages, of all classes, in all colors. I pray that we would be characterized by high moral standards and lowly spirits, considering others better than ourselves and jumping to serve our neighbors.
I pray that this government would make equitable, just policies which promote opportunities for those who work hard to create better lives for themselves and their families. I pray that you would help us to steward and manage the vast wealth our nation possesses–our technology, our finances, our natural resources, our diversity, our systems and ideas, and so much more which you have given us–in order to help one another and help this world. I pray that we would leave this earth in better shape than when it was given to us, in every way possible.
Unify your church in this hour Lord. If we cannot reach across our divides, how can we ask our politicians to do the same?
I pray all this in Jesus’ name, amen.
As America’s been trying to figure out how to make its Big Decision of 2016, hubby and I have been trying to make our own big decision–whether to uproot ourselves from Boston, where we both went to school, to return to the place both our parents call home–Atlanta, Georgia. We’ve been trying to take into account everything from his job to my job to family planning to cost of living to community and church involvement.
These last two points are the ones being assaulted by this election. Continue reading
In dentistry, there’s a term for materials called “working time.” We us a lot of materials which start out as a pliable liquid or paste, but after a few minutes set into a less movable solid. If you’ve ever had to get an impression of your teeth for braces or a crown, you’ve experienced working time firsthand. If you’ve ever used putty to fill a hole in drywall, likewise.
For us, working time represents how long we have to make changes, to manipulate and troubleshoot, pack and shave, add and subtract, before the given material starts to set and can no longer be bent without breaking.
Lately, I have been thinking about the human equivalent to this pliable, workable state.
I’ve mentioned in the past that my pastors quote a lot of books, so any single book which gets more than one mention automatically goes on my “To Read” list. One of the most frequently mentioned books is Miroslav Volf’s Exclusion and Embrace, whose ridiculously pretentious-sounding subheading is “A Theological Exploration of Identity, Otherness, and Reconciliation.” Continue reading
Ever since Ferguson happened years ago, I’ve posted a few times on this blog and my facebook about Black Lives Matter and racial injustice, but of the posts I’ve left up, there are a half dozen I’ve deleted.
Mostly, this is because I feel cynical about whether posting on facebook or social media does any good, because when I read the comments that some of my white and Asian-American friends post about these issues, it’s clear that they’re cuccooned within an entirely different internet of their own choosing that insulates them from these issues anyway. I feel in these moments that speaking out about racism is like preaching to the Woke choir, while those who really need to hear it just change the channel. Continue reading
Growing up overseas as a Chinese person is a bit like being a human time capsule. Continue reading