Lessons in Narnia: A Mysterious Horror

3/19/2010: A Mysterious Horror

S: 3:16pm

E: 3:55pm

Today, I went to the OneThing event in Pasadena and one of the things I’ve learned in the morning session is that God can satisfy our need for pleasure much better than anything else, that the pleasures this world can give is secondary compared to the pleasures of God.

After the session, I brought the “Intimacy With God” collection which included “7 Longings of the Human Heart” by Mike Bickle. While reading the conclusion and then the introduction of the book (I tend to start reading books from the end.. don’t know why :) ), the author tells the reader that each human being has seven basic longings: The longing to be enjoyed by God, longing for fascination, for beauty, greatness, longing for intimacy without shame, longing to be wholehearted, and the longing to make a deep and lasting impact. I agree that I have a longing for each of these.

I thought about my military friends and how they are trying to satisfy their longings the wrong way and how much they can enjoy life if they satisfy their longings in God. God created these longings and wants us to fulfill it in Him. However, when I visualized telling my friends about this amazing discovery, I realized that my friends hate hearing the word “God,” which brings me to write this lesson about Narnia.

In the world of Narnia, the word “Aslan” is not a completely welcomed name. While some cheered and rejoiced that Aslan (the great Lion who created their world) is coming, others grew to hate and shun it. Edmund and Eustace, for example, when they first heard the word Aslan, grew afraid although they didn’t quite know why. To them, Aslan provokes a sense of dread or “a mysterious horror”. I find from reading Narnia that those who love Aslan the most tend to be good-hearted (like Lucy) and those who hate him without ever seeing him tend to be evil.

In this world, people don’t fear Aslan; they fear God. As with the name of Aslan, some people are afraid of hearing the word God. To them, it inspires a sense of hatred, dread, or, likewise, a mysterious horror. And, also likewise, I find that people who love God the most without ever seeing Him tend to be good-hearted while the opposite is true for those who fear (not holy fear but fear as in dread) his Name.

Lessons in Narnia: Talking Animals

3/18/2011: Talking Animals

S: 12:58am

E: 1:41am

I know it is very late now, but, as I said, when an inspiration comes, I cannot blow it off. If I do, it will go away. I would like to start my first “lesson” in Narnia on Talking Animals.

While reading the Vertical Thought magazine, I came across an article titled, “Porn Causes Brain Damage.” In the article, I was shocked to find that Jack, a person mentioned, is suffering from brain damage not from trauma but from pornography. After viewing porn regularly for 20 years, most of his brain no longer functioned normally. He can’t even remember simple things or hold a simple conversation. And, I feel that in this modern age where pornography is readily available, Jack will not be an isolated case. As more and more people are drawn to the desires of the flesh, I’m afraid many more will be like him. I say this because I also struggle with pornography and it already caused great damage to me. In the case of Jack, he had gone so far down the road that he ceased to be a Talking animal but rather, a dumb animal.

In The Magician’s Nephew, when the children Digory, Polly and a myriad of other people accidently tumbled into a new world called Narnia, Aslan started to create the world and the animals. When he finished creating the animals, or rather, singing the animals into existence, he touched a few with his nose and they became Talking Animals.

“For those God foreknew he also predestined to be conformed to the likeness of his Son, that he might be the firstborn among many brothers. And those he predestined, he also called; those he called, he also justified; those he justified, he also glorified” (Romans 8:29-30).

Aslan told the Talking Animals, those he selected, that the land of Narnia is forever theirs and their also, all the dumb animals. However, Aslan warned the animals, “not [to] go back to their ways lest you cease to be Talking Beasts” (Chapter Ten).

In the last book of Narnia, The Last Battle, we see a cat, named Ginger, betray his own kind and do a foolish thing. He thought he can go in the Stable Door, pretend to see Tash or Aslan, and be alright afterward. We know that in the Bible, no one can see the face of God and live (Isaiah 6:5). So what happened to the Cat? Well, he played his part alright, but the cat sadly, lost its ability to speak.

When I read this part, I felt sad. I really wished the cat can repent and speak again, but, “every sin and blasphemy will be forgiven men, but the blasphemy against the Spirit will not be forgiven” (Matthew 12:31). The Cat did an awful thing against God, which is the Spirit, by claiming that he can see God. That is blasphemy against the Spirit and is irreversible.

So now, we Christians are Talking Animals. We know God, we have a relationship with Him, and we can talk to Him. We are selected and chosen. Be careful that we do not revert back to the ways of this world, or else, one day, you may find yourselves dumb to God.

12/29/2010: Cheers

12/29/2010: Cheers

S: 8:08pm

E: 8:29pm

Today, I’m somewhat happy and somewhat sad. Happy because I love God and He is helping me but sad because I’m still afraid of people. I am brought up to fear man so it will be difficult to overthrow that fear. Looking back, I should have written a discovery perhaps daily. That way, I can always remember my life’s journey’s and share more passing thoughts. One reason I have been slacking on writing is because I’m afraid. I need to watch my intent and make sure to do things only for God’s glory.

I just came back from a Kuwaiti defense exercise and I’m sort of happy. I just trust in God and He takes care of me. You know, I’m on my last book in The Chronicles of Narnia and so far, that series had been a great blessing on my life. It helped me to focus on God and to learn, from the children’s experiences, that God is always there, He will take care of us, and everything will be alright in the end. Sometimes, I feel I’m in Narnia. I pray to God to help me and guide me just as the children seek Aslan.:

“It isn’t Narnia, you know,” sobbed Lucy. “It’s you. We shan’t meet you there. And how can we live, never meeting you?”

“But you shall meet me, dear one,” said Aslan.

“Are-are you there too, Sir?” said Edmund.

“I am,” said Aslan. “But there I have another name. You must learn to know me by that name. This was the very reason why you were brought to Narnia, that by knowing me here for a little, you may know me better there.”

I believe C.S. Lewis meant Jesus to be the Aslan in our world. We must seek Jesus, He died to save us, just as Aslan died to save Edmund. The above passage is from The Voyage of the Dawn Treader.

Two things cheered me up. One, I got an e-mail from my cousin in Florida! She had fallen on hard times and had asked me for help and I’m so glad to help her! I’m so happy to be a blessing! Second, I got an e-mail from Pastor Biswas that he received my packages! God always finds a way, even when there seems to be no way.

Now, I’m waiting for my Christmas ring to come, both as a present to me, and to God. I am my beloved’s and my beloved is mine! I would have chosen 24k (pure gold.. it’s a 24k pure gold.. it can be your’s today…. From Tales from the Goldmine at Alpine retreat camp) gold but the max they have is 18k. On the gold band is inscribed: “I am my beloved’s and my beloved is mine” from Song of Songs 6:3. When dark times come (or any other time), I can always look at my ring and remember that God is always with me, that I belong to Jesus, that those who are for me is more than who are against me (2 Kings 6:16).

I am going to step out once I come back to Los Angeles, so I’m trying to be prepared. I must put on the Armor of God and pray and be strong and courageous.

12/13/2010: Precious Corner

12/13/2010: Precious Corner

S: 8:03am

E: 8:58am

While reading The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe, I had it in my heart to sing Precious Corner several times. I felt, of the four children, I am most similar to Lucy and Edmund. Edmund messed up; he made mistakes, just like me. He always bothers and annoys other people, especially Lucy, and he even had the audacity to lie about the world he and Lucy been to. He became easily deceived by the smooth words of the White Witch and became addicted to her Turkish Delights, not knowing that the food she gave to him was enchanted which made Edmund want to eat and eat and never be satisfied. I was also deceived by the things of this world, the easy sins I can reach by computer, and being addicted to computer games. And it’s enchanted too: I can never play enough to reach satisfaction. The things of this world can never satisfy. Edmund became jealous and angry at his three siblings because he felt rejected, alone, and belittled. I felt angry at my friends and people, too. I stopped going to church in 9th grade for the same reasons Edmund had. And in my entire life, I never had many friends. I think people are mean, messed up, and evil but instead of loving them as God said, I went the other way, to my Witch castle and became enslaved by games and pornography. Once there, I suffered terribly, just as Edmund had to suffer. He never had his Christmas presents, just as I didn’t have many blessings because of my sins. I had to suffer in the Army, to go with the witch under freezing cold and forced marches. Little do I know that it was then, being bonded, that Jesus (Aslan) came and saved me and to appease the Deep Magic, which states that all traitors belong to the witch, Jesus took my place and died for me. I listened to the Stream of Praise song “Precious Corner” many times, singing and dancing, because God made me precious. I should have died, but Jesus died for me. In the end, Edmund fought for Aslan and did great things. He became King Edmund the Just because he learned the lessons of his evil ways and became wise. He was great in administering justice and giving counsel, skills that I’m starting to be good at, too.

Because God has made my life precious by saving me, it has always been in my mind to design a Precious Corner T-shirt for myself. I already have the designs in my mind and I can’t wait to start implementing it.

I feel I am like Lucy too. I tend to be innocent and inexperienced in this world. I tend to trust people and I get hurt if they betray me. I am soft and sensitive. I am also impulsive and tend to have a simple “Trust in God” approach in life. And one way God answers me is by giving me miracles.

The old Edmund is what my life used to be while the new Edmund is what I am going to be. Lucy is my personality, my outlook in life.

This is the part I left out from my last discovery. I had so much to write that I forgot this whole part. I need to love God and follow Him because He made my life precious. I’m precious because I’m precious to Him.

你有最珍貴的角落

 

謝謝你燦爛笑容

照亮我的天空

謝謝你分享心情

把我放在你心中

夜裡有時為寒冷

你我生根同暖土

友情是最亮的星

我的生命從此美麗

 

當你被花朵包圍盡情歡欣

我帶春風使你舞其中

當你正走在坎坷路

我會伴你在左右

一起向藍天歡呼

向白雲招手

我們要一起笑一起哭

千萬人中有個人懂我

你有最珍貴的角落

 

12/12/2010: My Narnia

12/12/2010: My Narnia

S: 8:51pm

E: 9:54pm

I want to write, but when I write after delaying what I want to write, it gets hard to write, nevertheless, I must still write.

I am now in Camp Beauring with two other soldiers doing a security detail. On that day, a battery organization day, our battery did a day of sports. We played softball, football (although I also want capture the flag), dodgeball, and three point shootout. I was wearing my light green T-shirt that says: “WWW (World Wide Wickedness), URL (Under Redeemers Love), HTML (He Transformed My Life). Haha, I’m guessing people might think I’m a hacker or something wearing that shirt. I did my best and did well by my standards. I got a home run, assisted a touchdown (though I missed catching numerous footballs, such a disgrace to my team), did decent in dodgeball, and got two three-pointer shots out of fifteen (the wind was blowing hard and the highest record was a five or a four, needless to say, I didn’t make it to the finals). When I saw people shooting the basket, and seeing the highest at that time was a two, I was very surprised. The last time I played that game, I shot a four. But, I never knew how hard it was to shoot with the wind until I actually tried it. After that, we retired to lunch (pizza, KFC, Subway, chips, sweets, etc) and after our repast, I played Risk with four other players. I was conceited at first, but as the game went on, I was humbled. I found out I was in danger of being the first player to be wiped out! I just want to say there are many circumstances outside my control that I can’t do anything about. I tried to hold on to Africa (they give 3 armies), but player after player prevented me. Then, I turned in my multi-card and surprised everyone with 13 armies to place. Haha, but my joy was short-lived. I decided to attack the strongest player in the game, since the other player who controlled South America, had a secret alliance with him, but I didn’t know at that time. I attack South America and after conquering it, attacked Mexico. I only had two armies in Mexico after I attacked so I moved one back to Venezuela. Well, Sgt. Frese took back N. America, Hudson, his secret ally, took the rest of Africa and Brazil, and I was almost knocked out of the game had I made a few diplomatic deals to Sgt. Frese and Hudson to let me take S. America and I’ll leave them alone. The game continued and, in the end, after wiping all the players except those three, Hudson attacked me and they both won. Stange things is, towards the very end of my game, I decided to roll one dice at a time because rolling both was giving me bad luck. The first dice I rolled for the next ten times was a 6. That is very strange, impossible I thought. I got a six even when I’m secretly trying not to get a six because I want to give God the glory. When I got up and decided to roll one dice at a time, I was trying to have faith and trust in God. I was upset of their secret alliance.

Now that I’m thinking about it, if I roll a six every time, I can never lose the game. That was what I was thinking when battling against Hudson with 15 vs. 35+ of his. In the end, he attacked with two armies (I think) versus one of mine in Argentina and I lost. I also think this is why Israel never loses if God is with her armies. Israel will always roll a six with God! She can never lose. This is why I love Israel, because God is on her side. I love Israel because God loves Israel. Of course God loves all the nations too, but Israel is his chosen nation where he first revealed himself to men. It can be 100 vs. 1 but if God is with Israel, that 1 army can defeat 99 of the enemies’.

Judges 15:16 Then Samson said, “With a donkey’s jawbone I have made donkeys of them. With a donkey’s jawbone I have killed a thousand men.”

I was excited but tired when I came back to my bay. Shortly afterwards, I was told to go to Camp Bearing and to be ready in 20 minutes. What a rush! But, luckily, I managed to make it on time. My mentality is, with God of course, is that life is hard but I have to make the best out of it. I brought my camera (but I haven’t taken any pictures yet), my mini (this laptop I’m typing on), mp3 player, and Kindle (with book 2 of Narnia). I’ve only been to Bearing once so it will be a cool learning experience.

Well, now I’m here for two nights and a day already and I’ll be here until Monday (another day left). A lot of what I can say miracles happened. To me, a miracle is something that is not supposed to happen but God made it happen. Getting to Camp Bearing was a miracle. None of us knew the way to get there, but I did my best to study the maps and took notes. Together, we were able to maneuver the Kuwaiti highways to Camp Arifjan. Getting a building to live in was also a miracle. The three of us when to the housing building (where they issue temporary housing) and we were told unless we have a memorandum we cannot obtain a building.

“Is there any way that you can help us?” my sergeant asked.

“No,” the clerk said, shaking her head.

But, my sergeant was persistent. She (yes, she) really wanted a building so she kept on talking and asking and referencing. In the end, the staff gave us two rooms (one male and one female of course), with blankets, pillows, and sheets. Wow, what a blessing. Without the building, we would have slept in two large, unlocked bay, or in the truck. Although I felt she was being very pushy and aggressive, she reminded me of the persistent widow (Luke 18:1-5) who is never tired of fighting for what is (or think) right. Finding where our security site is at is also a miracle. We had no idea where to go! But we noticed a few landmarks and with a hanging phone-call and couple wrong turns, we eventually found the site. I think, in this day and age, God does miracles in the most ordinary way. He does that so we can put our faith in Him. For example, you are driving and are lost. However, you noticed a few signs or landmarks that reminded you of where you are going and suddenly, your intuition tells you where to go. Or, you have to go work but you are just so exhausted and tired. When you did go to work, you found it to be much easier than expected or that the work days are shortened due to logical conclusions. Such is my trip to Camp Bearing.

The last thing in my heart to write is to share that I finished reading The Lion, the witch, and the wardrobe. After reading that book, I realized my life also shared many similarities. For me, being in the Army is like being in Narnia. It is a whole new world to me. I went from a world of Starcraft, counter-strike, and resistant evil to a world of going to formations and doing what I’m told. From a world of being locked in my room and alone to a world full of people, and yes, sometimes even crazy people. My wardrobe however, is the recruiting office. The rules are so different. From a world of computer games to the world of real-life and trusting in my Aslan, which is Jesus. I learned so much about life and about God in the Army, things that I would never have learned had I not went to my wardrobe.