tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-86634792024-03-24T02:23:15.215+08:00the dawn treaderrandom thoughts, patterns and meanderings of a sojournerBonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01360709147743349119noreply@blogger.comBlogger318125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8663479.post-16980760586481853762023-10-07T01:37:00.001+08:002023-10-07T01:37:17.900+08:00The 8,000 Layers of Connectiond
"But the truth that I learned here is...you had to leave because you're you. And the reason I liked you is because you are you. And who you are is someone who leaves...But to Arthur, you're someone who stays." Hae Song, Past Lives
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What connects us to others? What binds us to one another?
Is it destiny where 8,000 layers of connection bind us to one another?
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The film, Past Lives is written and directed by Celine Song. This is her first directorial job, and what a masterful and sophisticated work it is! Past Lives is a meditative exploration of intertwined lives that live in two lonely cities. It is a story where nostalgia and memories clash with present realities. The film beautifully captures New York and Seoul in muted colors and serves as a backdrop to two childhood friends who got separated, reconnected, and now must learn to navigate the longing, regret, and love of their present lives.
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Greta Lee as Na Young/ Nora (her names underscore the separation from the past and the present) and Teo Yoo as Hae Song embody the characters with the perfect subtlety. Both are so adept in capturing the restraint of the tides and depths of emotion seething just below the surface. While the dialogue is beautiful and heart-rending what is captivating are the unspoken things. What speaks loudest are the glances and the subtle movements that are as eloquent and as painful as the dialogues. And when the words "I missed you," were spoken it conveyed the cosmic yearning for connection that one is moved to tears.
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As the film unfolds, one is made aware of the reality of heartbreak, but also the triumph of existence. We are reminded that life, while seemingly random and ordinary, is filled with strange connections and understated beauty. It is sad but at the same time filled with worldless joy. We find that in loss, we attain new things. In separation, we find something new. It is filled with missed connections, but it is also glorious. We straddle this dualistic life of sadness and joy, of separation but also of connection, of despair and hope.
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This film is a gift! Watch it!
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Two things I realized:
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1. God's presence manifests itself in many different ways. It can take form and shape in ways we least expect. But the point is that He meets us where we are - He shows up to remind us He is never far away. My sermon last week was about Jacob's ladder. The ladder represents the nearness and the presence of God wherever our journey might take us. Our ladder that points to God's presence can be an unexpected chat with an old friend, or something else. We just need to realize it is a visitation; a gift of God's presence manifested. We come away revived, refreshed, and affirmed.
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2. Friendships and relationships are complicated, sometimes exhausting things, but it is one of the most beautiful, most tangible ways God expresses His love and concern. They are worth the time, effort, and yes, also the hassles. We treasure these connections. We may not be in touch the whole time, but the bond is real and unbreakable. For in the end, we are made for connections, and what connection can be purer than a friendship formed and bonded in God's love?
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This is my Sunday reflection, and yes, I am sipping my cup of coffee. God bless, and see you all at church!
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Bonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01360709147743349119noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8663479.post-8182871790453682512023-08-05T10:16:00.000+08:002023-08-05T10:16:19.308+08:00The Risk of Loving“Every time we make the decision to love someone, we open ourselves to great suffering, because those we most love cause us not only great joy but also great pain. The greatest pain comes from leaving…the pain of the leaving can tear us apart.
Still, if we want to avoid the suffering of leaving, we will never experience the joy of loving. And love is stronger than fear, life stronger than death, hope stronger than despair. We have to trust that the risk of loving is always worth taking.” Henri Nouwen
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But then, I read this:
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"The pastor is a poet. He uses words in new ways, making truth right before our eyes, fresh in our ears. The way the pastor uses language is a critical element in the work. The Christian gospel is rooted in language: God spoke creation into being; our Savior was the Word made flesh...
The poet is the person who uses words not primarily to convey information but to make a relationship, shape beauty from truth. This is every pastor's work... I do not mean that all pastors write poems or speak in rhymes, but that they treat words with reverence, stand in awe before not only the Word, but words, and realize that language itself partakes of the sacred." Eugene Peterson, The Contemplative Pasto<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZkxP0sjdN6iL3OSBAYfw5A9cAQvx7q2Lc-KUMbLAxRzU-SkLD8gMleYgi6S_vaGweRQgGbW6DnBJ2cC86AXWrs3Qx3SSELsy6yCsXCzgB0oy4J5DGPZIy-jIaFAm_qw0a9dYIv6f_KyIorta5dn00bUMxzIWbPBGneRfmQpZIoV3RmLouizZV/s886/365406624_10160217619538802_3799080797920662891_n.jpg" style="display: block; padding: 1em 0; text-align: center; clear: left; float: left;"><img alt="" border="0" width="600" data-original-height="886" data-original-width="886" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZkxP0sjdN6iL3OSBAYfw5A9cAQvx7q2Lc-KUMbLAxRzU-SkLD8gMleYgi6S_vaGweRQgGbW6DnBJ2cC86AXWrs3Qx3SSELsy6yCsXCzgB0oy4J5DGPZIy-jIaFAm_qw0a9dYIv6f_KyIorta5dn00bUMxzIWbPBGneRfmQpZIoV3RmLouizZV/s600/365406624_10160217619538802_3799080797920662891_n.jpg"/></a></div>rBonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01360709147743349119noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8663479.post-57217993844606959082023-08-01T10:32:00.001+08:002023-08-05T10:34:28.348+08:00Scribbled Notes on Table NapkinsI am in a pensive mood, and that means rearranging books or digging up old things from storage boxes. I found this. Let me explain. Back at a time when I still wrote a lot of poetry (they are not necessarily good, mind you) and other stuff, I used to write or scribble on any writing material I can find when inspiration struck - like a table napkin, for example. This was tucked inside a journal circa 1999, when I still in Baguio. I probably wrote this while having coffee somewhere. Hmmm I wish I still write copiously. I wish I still had that clear and precise handwriting. I wish…
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The English congregation soon grew to overflowing capacity to the point that seats and canopies had to be set up outside. That one service soon grew to multiple services. It was amazing to see vibrant life bloom once again to an aging, dying church. Steady, consistent, unflashy, the church continued to grow.
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It defies all church growth pronouncements. No trendy formulas, or trappings, no latest discipleship track to follow, the church grew nevertheless. The worship service remained very laid back with just a keyboard and simple, heart-felt singing. No flashy bands, no fancy lights, nor state of the art gadgetry. Just beautiful, uplifting and genuine worship from a congregation who truly love the Lord. The new interior is patterned after the old sanctuary, and the design is almost identical to it. The original pews were also retained.
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They retained their old timey, un-church-growth name: Davao Chinese Baptist Church. The name alone contains at least two or three “barriers” to draw in people if you listen to church growth experts. Yet the growth remains unhampered, unparalleled, and phenomenal. Goes to show how much “experts” know how the Spirit works.
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The preaching is brilliant but very down to earth and relatable. One thing quite distinct, and this is affirmed by Pastor Arnel Tan, the senior pastor, was the steadfast insistence on prayers. They have almost daily prayer meetings. They devoted themselves in acts of service. They feast on God’s Word. And they do so quietly, consistently, and humbly.
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The 8-storey building was put up after much prayer, consultation and the affirmation that every inch added was needed and according to the ministries of the church.
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I am glad the Spirit is alive and well, and working in the lives of people and through Davao Chinese Baptist Church.<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOgl4dN21CyDceJPM54bcbGFZ8Zg_Einv5Mj-Eif9m5rth38GMCSV0RkN-wFlOJvykLJlSHQgLvEZnnJS9ITpYFmZS50Q5S_Zslb2K0N3Szn-Ord-m01EgpQk-ZHvev0mpktAFMfsBoZ_SOL6YMQKsdxSvE205Ap8KNvGLq3PqISeaPds4kCQn/s1280/362667642_10160194919198802_8417267670505177367_n.jpg" style="display: block; padding: 1em 0; text-align: center; "><img alt="" border="0" height="400" data-original-height="1280" data-original-width="960" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOgl4dN21CyDceJPM54bcbGFZ8Zg_Einv5Mj-Eif9m5rth38GMCSV0RkN-wFlOJvykLJlSHQgLvEZnnJS9ITpYFmZS50Q5S_Zslb2K0N3Szn-Ord-m01EgpQk-ZHvev0mpktAFMfsBoZ_SOL6YMQKsdxSvE205Ap8KNvGLq3PqISeaPds4kCQn/s400/362667642_10160194919198802_8417267670505177367_n.jpg"/></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEgWjJMa3UPAX95bxl6fQa26m_i1jPbbWE4jbC3PwwIr_rQyecDbHw38QzpPOLCsPvTxu2dmgTotcYz5fm9Q_oNQMi_N_onYhOReNMLTMJyM3KJRf3Oo-vhvTYwn_3qGZsjnuGzyB9vcu-2XfwAODmMsP5HnFwaI1Aqjte4b7P_slLJWFBm2DJ/s2048/361194604_10160194919298802_4848488607179009883_n.jpg" style="display: block; padding: 1em 0; text-align: center; "><img alt="" border="0" height="400" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEgWjJMa3UPAX95bxl6fQa26m_i1jPbbWE4jbC3PwwIr_rQyecDbHw38QzpPOLCsPvTxu2dmgTotcYz5fm9Q_oNQMi_N_onYhOReNMLTMJyM3KJRf3Oo-vhvTYwn_3qGZsjnuGzyB9vcu-2XfwAODmMsP5HnFwaI1Aqjte4b7P_slLJWFBm2DJ/s400/361194604_10160194919298802_4848488607179009883_n.jpg"/></a></div>
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Bonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01360709147743349119noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8663479.post-18673278294705492032023-07-26T10:35:00.001+08:002023-08-05T10:37:21.855+08:00Keeping the House of Your Mind ReadyMy morning commute this week; with some slight changes this has been my usual route more than 20 years ago. I used to live a few blocks from this place, and the seminary is to the right from this corner, and then this quote from Mary Oliver as only she could ever express: “What is one to do with such moments, such memories, but cherish them? Who knows what is beyond the known? And if you think that any day the secret of light might come, would you not keep the house of your mind ready? Would you not cleanse your study of all that is cheap, or trivial? Would you not live in continual hope, and pleasure, and excitement?”
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I am humbled by the invitation to take part in what God has been doing. I take to heart with trembling hands the responsibility of caring for people, teaching God's Word, living for Him, and ministering to His people.
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I was able to see, hear, feel, and experience the most amazing things only the grace of God can give. I discovered that the best blessings aren't the big, splashy ones, but the quiet, private ones between you and the Lord - like a knowing wink between friends, or a gentle nudge of affection from a loved one. And I have plenty of those as the Lord would affirm, embrace, and lift me up just at the right time, and only between us. I also went through difficult seasons in life when I thought hope, joy, and sanity are forever gone, where tears and snot intermingled as I wept into the night. Only the grace of God allowed me to stand thus far.
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I have been blessed with friendships and people who remain a blessing up to now. I am grateful for the people who were there to give me joy, meaning, and motivation all these years. I have also experienced the pain of being backstabbed (and this is what I have discovered: the pain is not so much the stab but the excruciating knowledge of who did the stabbing). Only the grace of God has allowed me to stand where I am now.
It had been an interesting journey indeed.
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I have no words to adequately describe or explain the experiences I have had. I lived in Davao, Baguio, Manila, Bacolod. I have moved and stayed in no less than 10 houses during all this time. I have pastored churches. I have taught in seminaries. I have traveled to distant places and different countries. I have met thousands of people. I have had long conversations with individuals throughout the night. I've celebrated with people in their victories, and happiness. I've sat with the grief-stricken, consoling wordlessly as we take comfort in God's Spirit. I've spoken at obscure village churches, and to international audiences. I have mentored, and been mentored by the most amazing people. Only by the grace of God.
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Thank you, my beloved family, my sacred companions, my comrades, and my brothers and sisters in arms for being with me all these years.
Thanks to all the churches who allowed me to be their pastor. Thank you for the love, the support, and the journey as we labored together for the Lord.
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Thank you, Father - my love, my Master. Thank you for this life I might never have had but only by Your grace you have given to me.
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"O Jesus, I have promised
to serve Thee to the end;
be Thou forever near me,
my Master and my Friend;
I shall not fear the battle
if Thou art by my side,
nor wander from the pathway
if Thou wilt be my guide."
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For in silence, I find no rejection,
I choose to love you in loneliness…
For in loneliness, no one owns you but me,
I choose to adore you from a distance…
For distance will shield me from pain,
I choose to kiss you in the wind…
For the wind is gentler than my lips,
I choose to hold you in my dreams…
For in my dreams, you have no end.” Rumi
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The Banshees of Inisherin is a masterpiece of tragi-comic proportion about two friends who had a falling out. Colm, played by Brendan Gleeson suddenly no longer wants to be friends with Padraic (Colin Farrell) who is simple and prefers tending to his cows, and his beloved donkey. Colm on the other hand wants to explore music and the arts and make more from life. Set on a remote island in Ireland in the 1920s where the Irish civil war was going on. The hostilities on the mainland parallel the tension between former friends. A simple premise but soon enough we discover the layers of complexity that touch on important points regarding change, civility, the meaning of life, significance, and contribution amidst the onslaught of time. Colm says, "I do worry sometimes I might just be entertaining myself while staving off the inevitable." <p>
The tension betwee the simple, obstinate Padraic who refuses to acknowledge the world can and is changing, and Colm's agressive and abrupt way of embracing new things is emblematic of how our world can be diametrically poles apart, and therefore civil wars of some sort take place all around us. For Colm it was easy to give up a friendship for a greater purpose of seeking out new things, and of making a contribution. He would even go to extreme measures just to prove his resolve. Padraic however pines for harmony, and letting things go by quietly and simply. Both noble endeavors, both equally important and thus makes for profound tragedy.<p>
I love the way cinematography captures the bewildering beauty and expanse of Ireland, and but also the walls along the fields to better contrast the seeming vastness but constricting structures built to illustrate how closed-off society and people can be. In a tiny, close-knit society where conventions and interrelations can become claustrophobic, is "niceness" a necessary ingredient to sustain it? There's a lot of ugliness in the world, even in a gorgeous island of haunting beauty. Siobhan (Kerry Condon) feels constricted in a world where intellect is not given premium. Dominic's (played brilliantly by Barry Keoghan) plight poignantly underscores humanity's capacity for monstrosity. How can we relate to one another as we look into our own ugliness?<p>
The reunion of Colin Farrell, Brendan Gleeson, and writer/director Martin McDonagh is much-anticipated. It’s been a long time since “In Bruges,” and yes, the wait is worth it. The acting is flawless the actors get lost in the characters and become them. You no longer see Colin or Brendan or the rest of the excellent cast as actors playing the role, but the people inhabiting that story. You get drawn in and get invested in the tensions and the way the community relates to one another on the island. While Brendan Fraser is the popular choice for top acting trophies this season of award-giving<p>
for his role in “The Whale,” I daresay Colin is a very strong contender. I hope he gets the Oscar nod.
I love the delicate balance of warmth, humanity and humor in the film. There are terribly dark moments in the film, but also laugh out loud moments. Hefty but light, dark but also enlighteniing, this is a beautiful film worth discussing and having long conversation with. Over a pint in a cozy Irish pub set on a beautiful coast, mayhaps?<p>
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Bonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01360709147743349119noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8663479.post-54818014983377936742022-11-03T10:48:00.001+08:002023-08-05T10:52:08.954+08:00Pastors Appreciation<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjx4Bv28q0AKuU65bV54RZgU7RelEhlHUu8a0jMwv36p5GeLa_FkXWhUpW8ZiwwJixXafHemBMJglFSpW1d_ISgpYMUc8E3tUXoxMuW27VwhQV-mx87_ve7pJy8d2iJA_LOo-q9juQMm9tLoxknF39EjnhlFABQISnHy1wDdxE1rNp8swQf4ZBo/s1512/313888403_10159637106163802_6365200882548571824_n.jpg" style="display: block; padding: 1em 0; text-align: center; "><img alt="" border="0" height="400" data-original-height="1512" data-original-width="1080" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjx4Bv28q0AKuU65bV54RZgU7RelEhlHUu8a0jMwv36p5GeLa_FkXWhUpW8ZiwwJixXafHemBMJglFSpW1d_ISgpYMUc8E3tUXoxMuW27VwhQV-mx87_ve7pJy8d2iJA_LOo-q9juQMm9tLoxknF39EjnhlFABQISnHy1wDdxE1rNp8swQf4ZBo/s400/313888403_10159637106163802_6365200882548571824_n.jpg"/></a></div>
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October was Pastor's Appreciation Month. I think however it is never too late to show love and gratitude to the people who helped you in your spiritual journey - who nurtured you and guided you towards growth and maturity.
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I celebrate my 29th year in full time ministry, and in all those years, I am blessed by pastors who mean so much to me. I'm glad I was mentored by these special persons over the years. They invested their lives in me. They showed love and compassion. They guided me with their words, their prayers, and their own faith. They journeyed with me, and because of them, I am what I am by the grace of God.
Let me show my appreciation to these loved ones. I've listed them chronologically based on my timeline.
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1. Pastor Sammy Labadia Panes - He taught me the basics of discipleship. It was Pastor Sam who unleashed my creativity and passion for ministry.
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2. Pastor Leo Salazar - my pastor and mentor during the beginning of my pastoral work. He modeled for me a life of grace, kindness, generosity, and child-like enthusiasm for ministry and love for people.
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3. Pastor Arnel Tan - my closest companion, contemporary, and friend in this sacred journey. The long talks we had, the tears, and the laughter we shared are a treasure and a gift I will always cherish. A phone call from him at opportune times is always like a drink of cold water on a hot and dry day.
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4. Pastor Jon Jainga - His creativity, genuine concern for people, and his passion for mission work are inspirational to me. He is an older brother and companion in the faith. His laid-back, down to earth approach to ministry is something that I admire.
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5. Dr. Jonathan De Vera Exiomo, Dr. Gilbert L.Montecastro, and Dr. Nativity Petallar - classmates, co-sojourner, and companions in the loving struggle in the academic but also in personal and ministerial growth. They challenge me to be a better scholar and proclaimer of the Gospel.
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6. Pastor Alexander Larena Arceno - a positive ray of sunshine in my life - the one I can always count on to cheer me up. Pastor Alex' kindness, generosity, and enthusiasm is a power charge for me always. My ally, and my friend.
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7 Pastor Garvic Garcia - my brother with whom I can be my most authentic self. He is the kuya I run to in whatever situation I may find myself in. Anyone can share their grief with others, but you only share your secret joys and victories with those closest to you. Garvic is that person for me.
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8. Pastor Sohl de Guia and Pastor Art Tagasa were my companions and conversation partners while navigating the leadership responsibilities during a particularly challenging time in my life.
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9. Pastor Zenrad Khan Gepte - everybody needs to have a pastor and a friend like Pastor Totit. Compassionate and wise, but easy going and fun. He journeyed with me in difficult times and celebrated with me in joyous times.
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10. Pastor Saul Samante inspires me to be a better preacher - a better teacher, and a better person. I admire his tenacity and hunger and thirst to grow and improve himself. A true friend, indeed.
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I would also give heartfelt appreciation to the emerging leaders and pastors who have a passion for growth through Arrow Leadership Philippines. I love how they aspire to be lead more by Jesus, to lead more like Jesus, and to lead more to Jesus. Their energy and passion is a force that inspire and fill me with joy.
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There are others of course who inspire, motivate and challenge me. I may not mention you all by name, but I am grateful for all of you. Thank you, pastors, for your work produced by faith, your labor prompted by love, and for your endurance inspired by hope in our Lord Jesus Christ.
<p>Bonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01360709147743349119noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8663479.post-73958072935240877542021-10-26T22:13:00.007+08:002023-10-26T22:22:29.744+08:00Metaphysical Landscapes of Speculative Fiction<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7sT_wsPvGo4GncGROqJq3LHt8zFQqRhzx2fQKJYFLG01AK9jih4HQW9r4ZLbB3ydtqfmClt9ctZKPhVLRsQZJ8kgfiTTlOSu-QFZRMFWrctqQV8-KYQv5jKKIsZ3PAWGShfylHUuOJ-pKQ_Z1eYrwGDNKI1_vY_N1Q5cB2jyKesengS8E9ng7/s1600/dune-trailer.jpg" style="display: block; padding: 1em 0; text-align: center; "><img alt="" border="0" width="600" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="1600" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7sT_wsPvGo4GncGROqJq3LHt8zFQqRhzx2fQKJYFLG01AK9jih4HQW9r4ZLbB3ydtqfmClt9ctZKPhVLRsQZJ8kgfiTTlOSu-QFZRMFWrctqQV8-KYQv5jKKIsZ3PAWGShfylHUuOJ-pKQ_Z1eYrwGDNKI1_vY_N1Q5cB2jyKesengS8E9ng7/s600/dune-trailer.jpg"/></a></div>
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“I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer. Fear is the little death that brings total obliteration. I will face my fear. I will permit it to pass over me and through me...Where the fear has gone there will be nothing. Only I will remain.” Frank Herbert, Dune
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Denis Villeneuve's version of Dune succeeds when the earlier version helmed by Lynch in the 80s failed by streamlining the storyline into a more coherent narrative. It is also gorgeously shot - a visual feast that captivates and mesmerizes. Frank Herbert's world-making prowess needed the mastery that Villeneuve already exhibited in his previous works. Hans Zimmer's score enhances the visual feast into an auditory cornucopia as well.
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While it does speak of other worlds, the sociopolitical, ecological critique is palpably this-worldly, and relevant. Themes of power play, imperialism, subjugation, and oppression and empowerment are brought to the fore. The more esoteric elements of the narrative only underscore the deeper element of existence and life. What drives the story, and dare I say, life - are these hidden and metaphysical facets that are often denied, ignored or made irrelevant. It is interesting the science fiction or speculative fiction is the best vehicle to ponder on the questions of meaning, purpose, relationality, and what goes beyond life.
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A few observations:
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First
The interiority of the story is as important as the gorgeously and visually stunning world presented. The danger is to give more attention to these external details that one forgets the emotional elements. These are the deeper core that drive the narrative especially in narratives where the messianic expectation is at the fulcrum. Hence, while visually and auditorily gorgeous, somehow the emotional and spiritual aspects of the film does not pack a wallop as it should have been. I wished the emotional impact matched the cinematic world. But maybe it is too early in the game to expect these as this is just the first installment of what we would hope to be a series.
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Second
I would love for the interplay of power, struggle, oppression and spirituality to be elaborated on some more. I have no doubt that these will be given ample attention in the next few installments (here's hoping that the sequels will be green-lighted soon). Frank Herbert clearly had important things to say about religion and kingdoms, and we hope we get the opportunity to discuss it. A snippet: “When religion and politics travel in the same cart, the riders believe nothing can stand in their way. Their movements become headlong - faster and faster and faster. They put aside all thoughts of obstacles and forget the precipice does not show itself to the man in a blind rush until it's too late.”
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Anyway, watch it if you have the time and the interest to watch a science fiction movie that is clearly more than that.
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Bonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01360709147743349119noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8663479.post-75057539815879532762021-09-13T10:22:00.001+08:002023-08-05T10:24:07.132+08:00End of Day peroration: The week began with some sad news -friends are tragically lost because of the continuing ravages of the virus. I am sure this tragedy is also experienced by a thousand different people in many sad variations. Fear and sadness is a lethal combination that can disturb even the most steadfast among us. We do not want to minimize the pain nor the sorrow of those that have suffered a loss. The truth of the matter is that we sometimes do not have the words to express our sympathy or encouragement to them. We ourselves find the darkness of despair in our hearts. Instead, we sit in silence - trying to come to terms with the inscrutable road before us.
What do we do in these times?
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We recall the promise of Him who went through the pain of death and ultimate separation. He assures us that He will never leave us nor forsake us. We hold the hands of Him who had been pierced for our sake. We shed tears before Him who wept at the loss of His very own friend. And we hope once more - for He who has risen from the grave is triumphant, and He loves us with a love that will never let go. He is unfolding for us a future and a hope in power and love.
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Maranatha! Come quickly, Lord!
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David Lowery's (writer and director) The Green Knight is gorgeously shot with rich colors, intricately beautiful imagery (that felt and looked like a Medieval painting), and meaning-laden symbolism. This film harks back to classic movies where heroes go on epic adventures and impossibly difficult mythic quests. Based on a 14th-century poem - it has all the elements of chivalric stories in that genre. It would be easy to follow it through Joseph Campbell's The Hero's Journey. And I think, for the most part, Lowery respected that genre. However, he did something more with the story that allowed it to be much more than a story of a knight.
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At the outset, it is about Sir Gawain, and his battle with the mysterious Green Knight. Clearly, however, there is a richly detailed interiority in this quest as well that made for an interesting watch. Motivated by wanting to tell a tale worth telling (and thus earning a place at the round table), Sir Gawain took on a challenge that exceeded his abilities and tested not only his prowess but also his personhood. This game of life and death with the Green Knight is more about his own moral failings and depravity. His adventure is not just about slaying giants, but also his growth in character and conscience. I love how his quest is both physical but mostly spiritual. Dev Patel as Sir Gawain is brilliant. The way he ortrayed the cowardly knight is richly nuanced, and sensitive. The luminous Alicia Vikander is also captivating.
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Yes, the film has the tendency to be too esoteric at times. The pacing could have been improved with some judicious edits. Those expecting more swordfights, and breathless action may find the film not what they expect, and so must be prepared to see it for more than that. You will then be able to appreciate it for what it is.<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgomfEnSePt48iwO6VHWonTFWTfJ6nmCt7xAe4uGK-5aGKf1mN5Toku3w6q_qe4oPmi-f16GhPVXe8cS_Eq026Z8gO3gcS72_fX209xxvNX5QgBS4vbAFECabT2LfHubArHZjNH3bnmLUAUnE5CvYYZOxdUXFsILV9JIDEaUEJuTfOwTGREX-3E/s1000/239042133_10158879836903802_5902392053836555653_n.jpg" style="display: block; padding: 1em 0; text-align: center; "><img alt="" border="0" width="400" data-original-height="563" data-original-width="1000" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgomfEnSePt48iwO6VHWonTFWTfJ6nmCt7xAe4uGK-5aGKf1mN5Toku3w6q_qe4oPmi-f16GhPVXe8cS_Eq026Z8gO3gcS72_fX209xxvNX5QgBS4vbAFECabT2LfHubArHZjNH3bnmLUAUnE5CvYYZOxdUXFsILV9JIDEaUEJuTfOwTGREX-3E/s400/239042133_10158879836903802_5902392053836555653_n.jpg"/></a></div>
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The weekend is upon us. What are the best, and the most fulfilling ways we can spend this precious time? Here are my top three suggestions:<p>
1. Rest.<p>
You have been working hard the whole week. The weekend is the best time to kick back, unwind, and relax. Do something that refreshes you: sleep in, read a book, watch a movie, go out on a hike, or bike your way to a cool spot. Do something that replenishes you and makes you ready to face the challenges next week. <p>
2. Spend time with family, friends, and loved ones.<p>
During the week, we can be filled with must-do, must-go, must-meet things on our list. The weekend can be an unhurried, free-flowing time with people who matter most to you. You can spend time with them doing the activities mentioned above, or you can have an extended mealtime where you can converse and catch up. Whatever way you want to do, just make sure it is time spent with these precious people.<p>
3. Worship the Lord. <p>
Make going to church an integral part of your weekend. At church, we worship as a Body of Christ. We gather to fellowship. Together we testify to one another about the many good things the Lord has done for us. It is a means for us to feed our souls. Get connected with our Father, and plan to attend church.
"So let’s do it—full of belief, confident that we’re presentable inside and out. Let’s keep a firm grip on the promises that keep us going. He always keeps his word. Let’s see how inventive we can be in encouraging love and helping out, not avoiding worshiping together as some do but spurring each other on, especially as we see the big Day approaching." Hebrews 11:22-25
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Bonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01360709147743349119noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8663479.post-8455274596547372652021-02-25T15:31:00.001+08:002021-03-04T15:36:36.351+08:00Learning to Savor the Good TimesLife is good - but can we grow in the good times? How can we become more like Christ as we enjoy His many blessings?
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Today I honor my dad who has shaped me and my siblings in ways that are deeply impactful and influential. He taught us to face life with positive enthusiasm. He showed us how to love unreservedly, fully, passionately. His devotion to our mom and his affection towards her became a standard for us to always strive for. How he respected, and dialogued with us, and allowed us to be who we give us room to grow to be our own persons. He modeled for us a faith that transcends the heartbreaks, and the disappointments. His child-like faith and love for the Lord and the things of the Lord gave us a foundation to build our lives. He instilled in us a belief in the innate goodness of human beings and the inexhaustible grace of our heavenly Father.
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Thank you, papa. I love you and I miss you. Happy birthday. in heaven!
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1. When your loved ones come home, always run to greet them.<p>
2. Never pass up the opportunity to go for a joyride.<p>
3. Allow the experience of fresh air and the wind in your face to be pure ecstasy. <p>
4. Take naps<p>
5. Stretch before rising <p>
6. Run, romp, and play daily <p>
7. Thrive (not crave) on attention, be affectionate. <p>
8. Avoid biting when a simple growl will do. <p>
9. On warm days, stop to lie on your back on the grass. <p>
10. On hot days, drink lots of water and lie under a shady tree.<p>
11. When you’re happy, dance around and wag your entire body.<p>
12. Delight in the simple joy of a long walk.<p>
13. Be faithful.<p>
14. Never pretend to be something you are not.<p>
15. If what you want lies buried, dig until you find it.<p>
16. When someone is having a bad day, be silent, sit close by and nuzzle them gently. <p>
17. Be grateful.<p>
18. Don't hold grudges - be willing to forgive. <p>
19. Call out to friends whenever you see them; say hello loudly.<p>
20. Be open to adventure.<p>
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