Summer Memorandum

Dear friends back home,

It has been an awfully long time since I last thought about you. It's unbelievable how things have changed since I left home. I never actually believed what people say about leaving home. The excitement of exploring new places and meeting new friends always come along with the reminiscence of old places and friends. Now I realize that those words cannot be more true. If you guess that this post is all about how things have changed, it's not. I'm writing this more to deliver my late apology and also thanks to each and every one of you. I know I never actually speak from heart to heart to most of my friends, this is because how I act in front of you, might be the opposite of how I judge you in the inside. And from my deepest heart, I apologize for that. I left home carrying hatred and jealousy towards some of you. And as seasons passed, I had been nurturing that hatred and jealousy as well, building an invisible parasite on myself. But as seasons passed, God had taught me important lessons to see how precious you all are. I learn that every life has its own untold stories. Some beautiful, some sad, too sad to  be uttered out of the rooftop. And because of this, no one has the right to judge—neither positively or negatively—another's life.

I heard from my family that things have not been easy back home. I heard fights, deaths and enmities, all happening in the same year. Never assume that I'm here, far away in the land of honey and milk, not caring a thing about what's going on at home. I am struggling here and have a million sides of the story too. Truth is, all my joys and concerns lie on the land where we were raised together. I started there and my soul has not gotten up since then.

The Core of Suffering

Is Suffering a Prerequisite?

"Christianity is always talking about suffering!"
"Christianity is masochism. Why be miserable?"
"Who want to be a suffering servant?"
What is this "suffering" we read so much about?
Is it a necessary part of our life with Christ?

Suffering is a special anguish that comes from the deepest part of us. It isn't pain—for we can have pain and not suffer. It isn't trouble—for we can be in trouble and not suffer. It is the language of the heart or soul that tries to express compassion, loneliness, sorrow, weariness, understanding. Suffering is often too deep for words. Even actions do not really express what we feel.

Suffering is the most intense sign of living—a sign that we are able to respond, to feel, to be more than animated machines. Suffering, perhaps, is the undeniable proof that we are made in the image of God, sensitive to whatever lies athwart His plan for perfection in life.

In this sense, then, yes—a Christian will often suffer... with another person, for the world, because of his own mistakes, at the hands of other people. Living means walking the gamut of life—from joy to suffering and Christ thrusts us into the midst of it. How alive, then, are you?