Tag Archive for 'love'

Posts that Didn’t Quite Make It

Here’s a quick list of posts that just didn’t make the cut in the past couple of days. It’ll be quick and painless. Skim, please.

Zooom: Increase Window Functionality in Mac OS X

Zooom: Window Stuff, “Done Right” Try it out. I think I might be purchasing this soon.

CommunityNext: Threadless.com Presentation

Yet another video I won’t be able to watch until after lent… this list is getting longer really fast.

Sitting Apparatus: Ergonomic?

In the Year 2000...

I purchased this ball in hopes to alleviate some of the back issues I’ve been having. (On second thought… it might be because of the messed up way I lift, but I’m still trying to figure this out…) That, and the table (pictured) was designed for tall(er) people: That keyboard drawer was most likely designed for a footrest, or something like that. Even with this 65 cm ball, my arms are not resting at my side as they should be.

And if all fails, I could just use it as an exercise tool at home. Hooray!

(Yeah, I know… exercise balls are kinda feminine, no?)

Future of MP3?

Seriously… patent law reform, anybody?

Apple, Samsung, Sandisk sued by Texas MP3 Technologies

Microsoft sued by Alcatel-Lucent for $1.5 billion

Current Status: Awake

It’s late. Like… freshman-year-coding-insanity late… I just ended up cleaning my bathroom for the strangest reason (at least I’ll wake up to a beautiful bathroom tomorrow morning).

Not sure why, but my schedule is off. It’s like… there is no consistency at all. While there is a consistency to what I have to get DONE in a day, the order is just all out of whack. Not sure if this is a bad thing, but it’s not making ultra-planned Josh Kim not a happy man. Maybe super-chill Josh Kim will take over, instead.

I haven’t had one of those long-drawn out personal posts in a while… and while I feel like I have one in me, I’m going to keep avoiding it like the plague. One of these days, though… it’ll just leak out, and I won’t have any control of it.

Oh, right. A new goal: For every personal post, I MUST post a web/technology related post before it. It’s not like I’m running out of web/tech posts, so I won’t be having a problem posting personal stuff.

Okay, here it comes… the brain dump.

Today was insane. I got up, only to realize I didn’t leave my dryer on as I should have. Got into work a little bit later. Skipped lunch. Went to ISR to finish up work. Met up with Mike Cho for the studying/working. Met up with small group for Bible reading. Went to WIMPE until close.

I have a feeling tomorrow is going to be just as insane. Hopefully, this time, I’ll pack a lunch.

State of my heart? HAHA. You’ll be needing to pay for a meal for that one… and a coffee afterwards… to just START talking about this one. Hopefully, I’ll be getting around to the continuation of those entries

Love is…?

When I ask that question, I undoubtedly think of 1 Corinthians 13. An excerpt:

4Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. 5It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. 6Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. 7It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.

When I read through from verse 4, I start keeping score about how much my love for others fall short of what is really love. Let me just point out a few minor baby tiny little infractions.

NOT envy? Please. I see how other relationships are growing stronger, while some of mine are dwindling, and it eats me up inside. I wonder things like why can’t I be there for so-and-so and why I can’t have this friendship with what’s-his-name. Completely bogus. Again, pride in wanting more and more and more and more.

NOT boast? NOT proud? NOT self-seeking? Um, let’s just move on. There’s nothing more to say here other than I know I’m trying to… God’s fixing it every day.

NOT easily angered? I’m angered as I write this right now, thinking about how I anger myself and others. “Bitterness” requires even more attention, it seems.

No record of wrongs… I keep records so much, in fact, that I keep records of how I keep records (for example: did I blog it? did I write it down in my notebook? did I write it on a scrap piece of paper? what was I feeling when I wrote it down? WHY THE FREAK AM I DOING THIS?) It’s my pride, again, at play here, trying to be in control of the WORLD.

Always protects… always trusts… always hopes… always perseveres. I remember memorizing verse 4 and 5, but it’s so easy to let verse 6 and 7 (especially 7) fall by the wayside. I’m not sure why. But really, there’s so much in this verse.

Protects. Trust. Hopes. Perseveres. Lessons are flying towards me at the speed of light. To love someone… requires to be able to protect, to be able to trust, to be able to hope, to be able to persevere… I’m not even a fraction of the way to understanding and applying these concepts.

Wow… why is the Word so Good? It’s almost too simple, and yet… so infinitely difficult…

Focus: All But Gone

Starting with Sunday, my focus has been dwindling.

I can’t seem to get back what I had since last Thursday.

Sorry for the depressing post, but I’m just thoroughly spent.

To make up for it, let me describe the snow situation in Urbana, IL.

I stepped outside for about 30 seconds to throw away some garbage. To my surprise, when I looked up, the dumpster was filled to the top. Then I looked around into the winter wonderland AKA WHITE DEATH.

I was quite amazed. More amazed than the… one night in Chicago where the snow flakes were as big as the palm of my hand. In my lifetime, I’ve never seen so much snow.

Alas, the college students (and also the people who work for the university… mostly, anyway) will have a second snow day tomorrow. I’m really sad that I won’t be able to spend it at ISR, seeing how WHITE DEATH is covering the entire parking lot.

I’m almost positive the snow was up to my knees when I stepped out last. And it’s still snowing.

Right. Valentine’s. This day has never meant anything to me. For some reason, when I look to the snow, I cannot help but to be amazed at how romantic the snow CAN be.

[hurl]. If you want a more full blown post on love, I’ll think about posting one tomorrow.

Just Do It. Again and Again.

Ever since I can remember, I’ve struggled with ulterior motives. Mine, and the ones of other that I’ve assumed. Straight out judging others based on what I believed to be correct and right.

Of course, as I’ve grown, judging others has died down. I’ve been seeing people more and more for who they are, embracing the negatives and positives equally: Part of loving people is to accept, but at the same time, strengthen and sharpen one another. (Proverbs 27:17)

But I can’t shake this nagging self-judgement… the standards are high for myself to continue to do and not do certain things. I consider highly the opinions and feelings of those that I choose to love and those that choose to love me.

An older brother of mine rebuked me… and it couldn’t have come at a better time.

Stop focusing on the “Dah!”s. Focus on “Blessing”s and just accept the “Dah”s. It’s not going to be gone until either I die or Christ returns… it’s just my sinful nature. Even with a billion excuses…

This viewpoint on my sin has been changing me. Retreat really helped me to see that as I see things more and more through the eyes of God, I start to think less and less of the ways I fall, the ways I sin. Rather than focusing on getting rid of the problem, I need to choose actively to seek out the solution.

It seems like it’s an easy way out: It almost seems like I’m avoiding the problem, at times. But really, the solution is clear: I’m not going to be rid of these sins. Judging others. Lying. Coveting. Lusting. Pride. Judging others. Judging others.

But it comes back to this… I’ve been set free by God. I’ve been redeemed through Christ.

Application from this lesson? I’m going to go to MP daily. No more of this “but I don’t want to because other people will think of me this way or that way”. Forget that. To grow… to be blessed… this is what I want. Yes, prayer is doable all over the place.

The problem with the way I’ve done morning prayer is that I went downstairs, avoiding all the people. No longer. I’m going to pick a spot. And not move for an hour. I want to hear the words, the grunts, the sighs, the tongues, the cries… of my fellow brothers and sisters in Christ, and be amazed. See, that’s why I should go. Not because of just what I’ll be doing… but being a part of the community.

If you’re going to judge me, trust me on this: I’ve judged myself to oblivion. You can’t do any further damage than what I’ve done to myself.

This is it. Yet another day. Yet another month. Yet another year. It’s time to fight. Fight myself.