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Name: Kent
Country: United States
State: Hawaii
Gender: Male


Interests: The guitar is my passion, as well as photography and graphic design (when I can find the time for them), though what I really strive to do is whatever God wants me to do... it's just discerning what that is that's the challenge.
Expertise: Professional procrastinator... if something needs to get done, why worry about it? Just chill!
Occupation: Student


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Member Since: 5/16/2002

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Tuesday, April 15, 2008

Late nights, oh the late nights...

So I'm up still writing a paper for Biblical Apocalyptic... funny how these kinds of nights will no longer be a part of my life in a little bit. Still, for those of you who don't yet know, I'm actually graduating in July. I'm actually quite anxious to be done with these... I look forward to getting a real job, a new apartment, etc. It's gonna be awesome, I think.

I feel like I've fallen out of contact with a lot of people, lately. I mainly talk to my roommates (besides my girlfriend), and maybe a handful of people at APU, now. I keep reminding myself that these are just seasons of life, and that people come and go... but it's hard to accept that. People that I used to spend a lot of time with now have other friends that they spend lots of time with, and that goes for me too. Funny how that works. People move away, get married... to each other... it's all this craziness about getting older.

Don't be a stranger. I'll try not to be, myself.


Thursday, January 24, 2008

To be there, but to be helpless.

It was one of the most difficult things in my life to be holding my girlfriend while she spoke on the phone in Chinese and watch a tear slowly well up in her eye, and then gently roll down her face. She spoke to her friend for about 20-30 minutes and this occurred repeatedly. My heart broke each time. There was no way for me to know what was wrong, only that there was something wrong and I couldn't understand it. All I could do was simply hold her and be a shoulder for her to rest her head upon as she spoke in that tongue so unintelligible to me. One of the hardest things in my life to have experienced.

Gladly, she's fine and everything's okay now. But it made me realize that I have to take seriously an effort to learn her native tongue, in order that we can go deeper on certain issues that she feels more comfortable relating in Chinese. I'm going to have to put my effort into this. Yoshi.


Tuesday, January 08, 2008

The Continuation of Life

It's funny look back on life from where you're standing in the present. Think about that for a second. You think of times where you did crazy, silly things that were just ridiculous and you're like "what was I thinking? I mean really?" Then you think of times where you contemplated the sorrow in your life and magnified it tenfold, seeing it as not worth living. Silly things, all of them. Yet, it is in these silly things that life continues. It is in these things that bring life, even if it means death to certain parts of self in exchange for the birth of something new in your existence. Indeed, this is the true nature of the "life cycle."

Sorrow, pain, guilt, regret, and then... yes... bliss. You think of all of these things and then, ah yes, we find that two negative multiplied do indeed make a positive after all. Funny how life works. Such a funny existence.

Perhaps, then, if only for a moment, we can learn to trust a God who walks us by the hand through all of these things. But then we look at that, too, as silly at times. "Trust God? Hah! What I see in front of me makes no suggestion toward such a thing!" It is at this point that we find our faces in the mud, only to see that God had not let go as we fell... all we must do is grab tight the hand that is ready to lift us back on our feet. He does this, too, yes. Then, through the mud that is still planted on our eyelashes, we are able to see the sun shining down upon us. What a wonderful concept.

If you are asking, then yes, I'm looking through the mud that I planted my face squarely into months ago... and I see a gorgeous array of wonders that could only be seen through the lens that this mud has created. I'm quite happy, indeed. If thankfulness could not be expressed in words, then, well, that is my affair at present.


Tuesday, December 18, 2007

I have returned!!!

So I'm back home now =) w00000000!!!!!!


Thursday, December 13, 2007

You want to know something? God is absolutely amazing. Despite anything I've done, He loves me. That in itself is meaningful. The love of God is real.



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