Hello Chicago. It's been a while. I stumbled upon several several snail mail letters from 1993-2002. I read many of them and was blown away by many things:
-the # of people I kept in touch with
-at least one significant person in my life that I have managed to forget existed..wow
-how long some of the letters were that I received from people I feel I hardly know now
-how i managed to lose touch with most of them
I'm not wide awake....pondering all these things. Wondering how things ended with certain friends...whose letter was last...why we stopped writing...did we just forget? Did we e-mail and then stop e-mailing? There were a few people I corresponded with and forgot how extensive our correspondence was?! That is, if you asked me today if I'd ever known that person...I'd say yes, we were friendly...and would've completely forgotten the long letters we apparently wrote to each other. Wow..aging is so WEIRD. Honestly though, I do wonder if it's just a combination of things. Like the fact that I was pretty depressed for most of high school and the first half of college. Did I got into a deep whole of self-absorption and just forget many of the people surrounding me?
Many of the people I once corresponded with were fellow TAF campers. Now while I know it's not very interesting to you to read about this, it's kind of helpful for me to write it out. Plus, the idea is that it'll get me tired.
TAF ..taiwanese american foundation. The greatest place on earth. The place where I could be "me". And feel wholly accepted and loved. The place where I felt all my true friends were and came from...where I felt understood. This is what TAF was to me for a long time. Every year from 1993 until around 2000, my heart would ache from missing TAF and the people there. I was utterly obsessed with this place. If you ask most TAFers, they really do feel what I described earlier in this paragraph. It did change for me eventually. It didn't happen once I committed my life to Christ in 1998, but was a gradual change.
I think it started to happen when I was reading one of my good friend's blog about how she felt that Christianity was being shoved in her face at TAF. I think the thing that most affected me was when she talked about the way people signed their names in the yearbooks..with the heart and cross inside (I used to sign my name that way). This is a friend I corresponded via snail mail a lot mind you. Anyway, it started this whole controversy at TAF about religious tension...discomfort, etc. My world changed at that point. I think I suddenly started to realize that TAF was just like the world I had isolated it from. To me, it became the last thing from safe. To me, it became another place where I had to censor myself...especially now that I was Christian. I know it doesn't sound like a big deal...but it was for me since for so long I had considered TAF the safest place in the world for several years.
I haven't been back for years. While many old friends of mine and some current have, I honestly have not had the clearest conscience to go back. More than anything, it seems like a waste of my time. Not that it's a waste of other people's...but with the relationships I've got going on now, I really don't have the bandwidth to carry on long distance friendships. Plus, I don't believe in the TAF myth anymore...that you can only be authentic with TAFers. I've walked in the darkest of places with brothers and sisters in Christ and been carried through encouragement and prayers to redemption. What a crazy blessing.
Done. Not eloquent by any means. But off my chest.
Friday, December 24, 2010
Thursday, December 9, 2010
Advent
I had prayed for humility prior to and during my parents' visit, but knew there would be much temptation to get on my high horse of self-entitlement. I even decided I would meditate on Philippians 2 during the trip. Overall, God is faithful and I believe He has done a lot of work on my heart...but I also know there is so much more work to be done..and so much more submission needed on my part.
Towards the end of the trip, I was having a trip. Getting pretty huffy per usual (i hate to admit) when it comes to my family. I began enumerating the days, finger by finger...starting with my thumb. Saturday, Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, and Today...Oh and there was Friday, too! i emphatically raised my left hand and stuck my left thumb out. Yep, that's 2 thumbs and 4 other fingers. That's...1 2 3 4 5 6 days of driving to and from Mill Creek! That's 6 hours of driving. That's like driving from Chicago to Ohio..or doing two round trips to Canada! Yeah..this is a good case. I was ready to spew my venom of self-righteousness and self-entitlement if I felt prompted. This was a good case...Yeah..especially the part about taking two round trips to Canada. That was my favorite. At the same time, I felt conflicted...the case I was reveling in my mind was battling the Holy Spirit reminding me to consider others more important than myself.
...I began to think about what it would be like if Jesus acted the way I do..or thought the way I did. I am to be an ambassador of Christ...to be a fragrance of life and grace to others. So, in other words, I'm thinking...about Jesus, hanging on the cross...telling me off about how He is God and deserves better. Telling me about how He's gone through 30 years (more than 10 fingers) of our pathetic human existence only to die the worst kind of death known to our pathetic existence.
[in case you're stuck in that world, thinking that Jesus is wagging his finger at you. Just thought I'd let you know...that that picture of an ungracious Christ is not real. It's a lie.]
30 years. I think for the first time in my life, I realize that Jesus lived our pathetic humble existence for 30 years. After being born of a virgin, He didn't go straight to the cross (duh). He lived 30 years of humility in flesh.
I'm basically dumbfounded at this point. And still am.
Jesus came in humility, as a babe, to save our undeserving asses.
I hope that changes your heart. I hope that it changes mine.
Merry Christmas. Soli deo gloria.
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
Praying for our nation
I recently felt convicted on how little I pray for my nation, among other things. So I created a schedule to pray for certain things/people on certain days. On Sundays, Eric and I pray for our nation & its leaders, our church & its leaders, and missionaries that we know. I've never been into politics, but I have definitely felt a conviction to be a good steward of the vote and US citizenship that I have. Lately, Eric and I have been praying that God would bring more Jesus-loving folk into the realm of politics and that He would bring those who don't know Him into a relationship with Him.
I just read a CNN column about Prop 8 which has been a huge controversy in California. It's basically a ban against gay marriage. I've been thinking a lot about gay marriage lately. It's been a difficult one to grapple with for me. The Bible speaks clearly on the subject though - homosexuality is not God-ordained or intended for us (Rom 1:24-32). I think about the court trials, the evidence for Prop 8 - the female columnist states that there is no good evidence. And, truly, in a nation that is so apart from Christ - yes, there is no good evidence. But then, the evidence is everywhere - in creation revealing our undeniable creator God who made us to worship Him and be in a convenantal relationship with Him (Rom 1:18-23). Our creator God who made us in His image and likeness, to live a fruitful life intended to be a reflection of His glory. Marriage is, in fact, to reflect Christ's convenental relationship with the church (Eph 5:22-33).
I don't have much hope in Prop 8 standing honestly. It doesn't mean that I won't try to fight it when given the opportunity. The lies around this are everywhere and there's no way you can see the harm in homosexuality (or any sin for that matter) without the Truth. As the Word states, even Satan masquerades as an angel of light (2 Cor 11:14). America doesn't want the truth, America wants to hear what she wants to hear (2 Tim 4:3). Despite all this, I'm still going to pray for our nation and ask for more people to come to know Him and learn how to be faithful with those He's placed around me (Acts 17:26-28).
I just read a CNN column about Prop 8 which has been a huge controversy in California. It's basically a ban against gay marriage. I've been thinking a lot about gay marriage lately. It's been a difficult one to grapple with for me. The Bible speaks clearly on the subject though - homosexuality is not God-ordained or intended for us (Rom 1:24-32). I think about the court trials, the evidence for Prop 8 - the female columnist states that there is no good evidence. And, truly, in a nation that is so apart from Christ - yes, there is no good evidence. But then, the evidence is everywhere - in creation revealing our undeniable creator God who made us to worship Him and be in a convenantal relationship with Him (Rom 1:18-23). Our creator God who made us in His image and likeness, to live a fruitful life intended to be a reflection of His glory. Marriage is, in fact, to reflect Christ's convenental relationship with the church (Eph 5:22-33).
I don't have much hope in Prop 8 standing honestly. It doesn't mean that I won't try to fight it when given the opportunity. The lies around this are everywhere and there's no way you can see the harm in homosexuality (or any sin for that matter) without the Truth. As the Word states, even Satan masquerades as an angel of light (2 Cor 11:14). America doesn't want the truth, America wants to hear what she wants to hear (2 Tim 4:3). Despite all this, I'm still going to pray for our nation and ask for more people to come to know Him and learn how to be faithful with those He's placed around me (Acts 17:26-28).
Monday, June 14, 2010
community
for the past few years, community has been become quite an "adventure" for me. there have been many ups and downs. tonight i met with a girl from my CG who i honestly have been intimidated to hang out with for a long time (the intimidation basically being a figment of my imagination). in the 2 years i've known her, i've not once initiated hanging out alone of my own accord.
if you know anything about me, you know this is odd. i've always been the initiator. stepping out. but i honestly haven't done so well in that arena. i felt uneasy meeting with her, whereas, i know in meetings with others i've felt confident in knowing how i want the conversation to go or at least have an idea how it will go. i asked God to take the conversation where He would, and that there would not be too many awkward moments (though, there were still some).
there was a moment of vulnerability. a glance, a "i haven't been intentional enough" admission and a "well, we were kind of cliquey" confession in return. it was short, but it was there. it was incredibly uncomfortable, but i feel the ball rolling in the process of healing.
i dont know how much of it is left, but i know that i grew resentment towards the members of my own community. but they weren't who i believed were really my community. ironically, yet, these were the people God has placed in my life. whether i liked it or not, they were my community. i'm sad to say that i have allowed many of them to come and go with little faithfulness on my part in pursuit of the kind of friend i could have been.
fear is such a foolish thing emotion to be ruled by. i feel i've forfeited much from following its heed.
community is worth the risk of being known.
if you know anything about me, you know this is odd. i've always been the initiator. stepping out. but i honestly haven't done so well in that arena. i felt uneasy meeting with her, whereas, i know in meetings with others i've felt confident in knowing how i want the conversation to go or at least have an idea how it will go. i asked God to take the conversation where He would, and that there would not be too many awkward moments (though, there were still some).
there was a moment of vulnerability. a glance, a "i haven't been intentional enough" admission and a "well, we were kind of cliquey" confession in return. it was short, but it was there. it was incredibly uncomfortable, but i feel the ball rolling in the process of healing.
i dont know how much of it is left, but i know that i grew resentment towards the members of my own community. but they weren't who i believed were really my community. ironically, yet, these were the people God has placed in my life. whether i liked it or not, they were my community. i'm sad to say that i have allowed many of them to come and go with little faithfulness on my part in pursuit of the kind of friend i could have been.
fear is such a foolish thing emotion to be ruled by. i feel i've forfeited much from following its heed.
community is worth the risk of being known.
Wednesday, May 5, 2010
Tuesday, March 9, 2010
where are you?
or maybe what i should ask is, where has God placed you? Who has He surrounded you with?
Acts 17: 26-28
Acts 17: 26-28
26From one man he made every nation of men, that they should inhabit the whole earth; and he determined the times set for them and the exact places where they should live. 27God did this so that men would seek him and perhaps reach out for him and find him, though he is not far from each one of us. 28'For in him we live and move and have our being.' As some of your own poets have said, 'We are his offspring.'
The irony of today is how it reminded me much of my experiences with my previous workplace. Amidst all the "work", I sought eternal significance and purpose to it. And while I knew it was in the relationships with coworkers, my impatience and my ambition would serve as great temptation to leave.
Today I had an encouraging conversation with a coworker of mine who has been struggling a lot in her walk with the Lord. The conversation didn't end with a definite conclusion for how she would be moving forward in her life, but it gave me great encouragement that, indeed, God is working despite what may appear on the surface. He is faithful. Sometimes He is answering our prayers without us knowing.
I didn't have time to share it a few weeks ago, but while my mom was in town, I asked her how she came to faith. Her initial answer was, "God was very patient with me. God was very patient with me". To my shock, she shared that she decided to be more intentional about "Christianity" while I was in high school! In high school, I prayed often for my family. I even persuaded my parents to do a "intro to Christianity" Bible study with me. The time would often be interrupted with, "ok..so how much longer is this, can we watch our Chinese soap operas now?"
I gave up putting forth so much effort for the rest of high school, but continued to pray. The Lord later answered my prayer gradually in my mom's life while I was in college. There was no specific time my mom shared that she had come to Christ, but that the new pastor of her church encouraged the congregants to read their Bibles, so she did, and pray, and so she did. And now, she has a relationship with Jesus! She also shared that as a child her neighbors brought her to their Baptist church. "Mom, you went to church when you were little?" Yes. My mom also shared that she used to pray each night to God when she was a little girl. Wow, how faithful our God is that about 50 years later, He would bring her back to Him! How patient, indeed!
2 Peter 3: 8,9 (NIV)
8But do not forget this one thing dear friends: With the Lord a day is like a thousand years, and a thousand years are like a day. 9The Lord is not slow in keeping his promise, as some understand slowness. He is patient with you, not wanting anyone to perish, but everyone to come to repentance.
It is my tendency to want change now, in front of my face. But what if it is in His sovereign will to bring someone to repentance....decades from now, even if it seems they are SO close? Well, it's not my call. But it is a great reminder to trust in His plan and will for EVERYONE'S life..haha...and mine, too of course.
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
on parenting & the gospel - parte dos
we returned from a long day of absolute fun & a meltdown mid-day.
I was watching my 2 nephews on Sat with my mom & Eric. I had never done a full day with the kids from the moment they woke up to putting them to sleep. WHAT A WORK OUT!
What an opportunity to learn...
In summary, we went to Greenlake park and playground & enjoyed the beautiful sun. Afterwards, we ate Pho. I had decided it would be a nice surprise to go to Chuck E Cheese after Pho. This is where things get tricky. In this fallen world, In our fallen minds, don't you just want to use that as bait for good behavior?!!!! It had been on the tip of my tongue a few times, but I didn't say it, but oh, how sometimes, i really wanted to say it: "Cody, I was thinking of bringing you to Chuck E Cheese, but I really can't unless you are a good boy & finish your food!"
Now, there is nothing wrong with showing a kid that there can be good and bad consequences for his actions. If I didn't believe in grace, I'd be okay with this simple system. Except, it's not that simple!! When I've thought of how I'd raise my own kids, I've feared I would raise self-righteous little Pharisees who think they deserve the good things they get. Because, hell, they worked for it, they were "good", bring me to Chuck E Cheese (or whatever temporal reward, be it an object or even verbal recognition)!!!! Suffice it to say, I can't save my own children even if I could parent flawlessly. But I would like to shepherd them in the way of grace and truth and the gospel.
The Gospel teaches us that we sinned grievously against God when we chose ourselves as god and rejected Him. It teaches us that our sin separates us from God - it brings spiritual death to our relationship with Him. The only way this has been restored is through Christ atoning for our sins on the cross and overcoming sin & death by resurrecting on the third day. As we walk with the Lord, we learn that to obey is to trust.
John 15:9-11
9"As the Father has loved me, so have I loved you. Now remain in my love. 10If you obey my commands, you will remain in my love, just as I have obeyed my Father's commands and remain in his love. 11I have told you this so that my joy may be in you and that your joy may be complete.
Consequently, whomever we sin against, we are allowing a level of brokenness, level of death, level of lesser intimacy & trust to enter that relationship. My hope is that I can raise children to understand that these are the consequences of disobedience, not losing out on going to a party or not getting dessert.
Conversely, in obedience, the level of relational trust & intimacy grows. My hope is that i can raise children to understand that this is the blessing of obedience.
As I was voicing my concern that I didn't want to raise children who think they can manipulate parents/people to give them what they want by behaving a certain way, Eric pointed out the irony of how parents do the same thing. "Ah this kid is driving me NUTS! If I just tell him that he can have candy IF he behaves, he'll be quiet" Translation: "Here's some candy, now, do what I want."
Likewise, we can see how this works out in our relationship with our Heavenly Father. Why do we obey? Is it because we think he will bestow some sort of material blessing upon us? Lord, may we obey You out of reverence, love, and trust! May we obey you and thus, know You more. May we obey You because You are LORD!
Okay, it is late, and this is probably not as clearly articulated as it should be. But please note that:
-I don't claim that this is easy to do
-I don't think I've got it all figured out
-The examples I gave were just simple examples, and I haven't put much more thought into them.
-I'm not opposed to spanking
-Currently, there isn't a super clear picture in my head of the practical implications for this type of parenting.
-I do believe that one could do the best parenting job in the whole wide world and their kids could still end up being rebellious as ever.
-I do believe that all relationships are already in need of redemption because of our sin nature.
Good night!
I was watching my 2 nephews on Sat with my mom & Eric. I had never done a full day with the kids from the moment they woke up to putting them to sleep. WHAT A WORK OUT!
What an opportunity to learn...
In summary, we went to Greenlake park and playground & enjoyed the beautiful sun. Afterwards, we ate Pho. I had decided it would be a nice surprise to go to Chuck E Cheese after Pho. This is where things get tricky. In this fallen world, In our fallen minds, don't you just want to use that as bait for good behavior?!!!! It had been on the tip of my tongue a few times, but I didn't say it, but oh, how sometimes, i really wanted to say it: "Cody, I was thinking of bringing you to Chuck E Cheese, but I really can't unless you are a good boy & finish your food!"
Now, there is nothing wrong with showing a kid that there can be good and bad consequences for his actions. If I didn't believe in grace, I'd be okay with this simple system. Except, it's not that simple!! When I've thought of how I'd raise my own kids, I've feared I would raise self-righteous little Pharisees who think they deserve the good things they get. Because, hell, they worked for it, they were "good", bring me to Chuck E Cheese (or whatever temporal reward, be it an object or even verbal recognition)!!!! Suffice it to say, I can't save my own children even if I could parent flawlessly. But I would like to shepherd them in the way of grace and truth and the gospel.
The Gospel teaches us that we sinned grievously against God when we chose ourselves as god and rejected Him. It teaches us that our sin separates us from God - it brings spiritual death to our relationship with Him. The only way this has been restored is through Christ atoning for our sins on the cross and overcoming sin & death by resurrecting on the third day. As we walk with the Lord, we learn that to obey is to trust.
John 15:9-11
9"As the Father has loved me, so have I loved you. Now remain in my love. 10If you obey my commands, you will remain in my love, just as I have obeyed my Father's commands and remain in his love. 11I have told you this so that my joy may be in you and that your joy may be complete.
Consequently, whomever we sin against, we are allowing a level of brokenness, level of death, level of lesser intimacy & trust to enter that relationship. My hope is that I can raise children to understand that these are the consequences of disobedience, not losing out on going to a party or not getting dessert.
Conversely, in obedience, the level of relational trust & intimacy grows. My hope is that i can raise children to understand that this is the blessing of obedience.
As I was voicing my concern that I didn't want to raise children who think they can manipulate parents/people to give them what they want by behaving a certain way, Eric pointed out the irony of how parents do the same thing. "Ah this kid is driving me NUTS! If I just tell him that he can have candy IF he behaves, he'll be quiet" Translation: "Here's some candy, now, do what I want."
Likewise, we can see how this works out in our relationship with our Heavenly Father. Why do we obey? Is it because we think he will bestow some sort of material blessing upon us? Lord, may we obey You out of reverence, love, and trust! May we obey you and thus, know You more. May we obey You because You are LORD!
Okay, it is late, and this is probably not as clearly articulated as it should be. But please note that:
-I don't claim that this is easy to do
-I don't think I've got it all figured out
-The examples I gave were just simple examples, and I haven't put much more thought into them.
-I'm not opposed to spanking
-Currently, there isn't a super clear picture in my head of the practical implications for this type of parenting.
-I do believe that one could do the best parenting job in the whole wide world and their kids could still end up being rebellious as ever.
-I do believe that all relationships are already in need of redemption because of our sin nature.
Good night!
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
my view of friendship
Not long ago, I was finding myself perpetually annoyed by someone who has been complaining a lot about how his "friends" do not call him to invite him to things. While parts of me would give the "Oh, I'm sorry" shpeel. Other parts of me were saying, "OK already, I get it. Then, go get some new friends because yours obviously don't like you." So true to my insensitive nature. But let's face it, folks. No one is that completely insensitive!!! I wish I was because then I wouldn't be posting this blog.
This morning, I attempted calling 4 people to go to Costco with. I don't really care about the going to Costco part, just wanted to "talk." I was shut down 3x and the 4th time just felt like it because it went to voice mail. Oh, how our egos really get to us.
Today has been a lonely day. I don't think I have many. But I went on with my day, meal planning, driving around running errands. Thinking about angsty FB posts I would put up (even though I'm currently fasting from FB) or some e-mail I'd write or how I'd write the e-mail without sounding angsty. Or how I should've interrupted when friends have said, "well, I can't do it now, but just give me a call next time you're free." Next time I'm free? Sure, I get it, I work part-time and that makes me more "free" than everyone else. Does that also mean that I'm the one that does all the calling and scheduling with all my friends, too? Am I being lazy and selfish?
Does that mean that my friends actually want to hang out with me if they're never calling to schedule anything? Does that mean they're my friends? Can't I just not call them back and let our friendship fade into oblivion as I wallow in bitterness? That's what I'd like to do.
The sad thing is that this feeling of me always being the "initiator" in almost all my friendships has occurred enough times in the span of my life that I've come to realize that maybe I ought to stop sweeping the feeling under the rug (in the name of Christ, of course - otherwise, it's just not doable) and finally deal with them. Maybe, as a recent planning questionnaire I created asks, I should ask myself, "Do I need to redeem my view of friendship?"
What about the lack of recipricocity bothers me? I feel rejected.
Why do they not schedule? Because they think I'm more busy and should schedule them in. Or maybe they're selfish. Or maybe they don't really want to hang out with me.
Why can't I say something to them? Because there must be more...?
What do I expect of my friendships?
Is it reasonable? Is it biblical?
What is it that I expect to bring to my friendships?
Is it reasonable? biblical?
What does it mean when a season calls a friend(s) out of that regular friendship? What does it look like?
That's about as far as I've gotten thinking and praying about all of this....
This morning, I attempted calling 4 people to go to Costco with. I don't really care about the going to Costco part, just wanted to "talk." I was shut down 3x and the 4th time just felt like it because it went to voice mail. Oh, how our egos really get to us.
Today has been a lonely day. I don't think I have many. But I went on with my day, meal planning, driving around running errands. Thinking about angsty FB posts I would put up (even though I'm currently fasting from FB) or some e-mail I'd write or how I'd write the e-mail without sounding angsty. Or how I should've interrupted when friends have said, "well, I can't do it now, but just give me a call next time you're free." Next time I'm free? Sure, I get it, I work part-time and that makes me more "free" than everyone else. Does that also mean that I'm the one that does all the calling and scheduling with all my friends, too? Am I being lazy and selfish?
Does that mean that my friends actually want to hang out with me if they're never calling to schedule anything? Does that mean they're my friends? Can't I just not call them back and let our friendship fade into oblivion as I wallow in bitterness? That's what I'd like to do.
The sad thing is that this feeling of me always being the "initiator" in almost all my friendships has occurred enough times in the span of my life that I've come to realize that maybe I ought to stop sweeping the feeling under the rug (in the name of Christ, of course - otherwise, it's just not doable) and finally deal with them. Maybe, as a recent planning questionnaire I created asks, I should ask myself, "Do I need to redeem my view of friendship?"
What about the lack of recipricocity bothers me? I feel rejected.
Why do they not schedule? Because they think I'm more busy and should schedule them in. Or maybe they're selfish. Or maybe they don't really want to hang out with me.
Why can't I say something to them? Because there must be more...?
What do I expect of my friendships?
Is it reasonable? Is it biblical?
What is it that I expect to bring to my friendships?
Is it reasonable? biblical?
What does it mean when a season calls a friend(s) out of that regular friendship? What does it look like?
That's about as far as I've gotten thinking and praying about all of this....
Saturday, January 9, 2010
United in Christ
I had an interesting experience today with a fellow believer. We have some differences in our interpretation of the Bible, and were discussing it today. The differences were minor, and our discussion was good, but the interesting thing happened on our way home.
A man noticing the Bible in my hand decided it would be good to confront us both on the relativity of history. He wasn't really seeking to talk about the issues but rather just argue them. His main basic argument is that we can't really know what is historically accurate. He maintained that truths are relative, and he can only be sure of what is true to him. As such, if all interpretations are relative and that the Bible is just an interpretation that is relative and holds no historical significance as we cannot know if it is true. I asked him how we are to believe that his hypothesis is in fact true, because according to his theory, his theory itself is only relative to him and is thus impossible to know if it is true. I don't think he understood the fallacy of his argument and that it was a self-refuting idea, but it was an interesting conversation none the less. But this was still not the most interesting part of my day.
While the conversation was interesting, I think there was an even more interesting lesson that I learned from it all. The cool thing was, that even though my friend and I had previously been debating over smaller secondary biblical issues, we still remained united in the central understanding of who Jesus is and what he has done for us.
A man noticing the Bible in my hand decided it would be good to confront us both on the relativity of history. He wasn't really seeking to talk about the issues but rather just argue them. His main basic argument is that we can't really know what is historically accurate. He maintained that truths are relative, and he can only be sure of what is true to him. As such, if all interpretations are relative and that the Bible is just an interpretation that is relative and holds no historical significance as we cannot know if it is true. I asked him how we are to believe that his hypothesis is in fact true, because according to his theory, his theory itself is only relative to him and is thus impossible to know if it is true. I don't think he understood the fallacy of his argument and that it was a self-refuting idea, but it was an interesting conversation none the less. But this was still not the most interesting part of my day.
While the conversation was interesting, I think there was an even more interesting lesson that I learned from it all. The cool thing was, that even though my friend and I had previously been debating over smaller secondary biblical issues, we still remained united in the central understanding of who Jesus is and what he has done for us.
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