Found God in the Park

I just thought this story was a little cute

Abe was fiercely independent, even at age 85, but after a mild stroke his son insisted he move in with him. Abe missed going to the park near his old apartment, and one Saturday he set out to find it.

When he became disoriented, he asked a young boy named Timmy where the park was. Timmy said he’d like to take him there, but he didn’t have time because he was looking for God. He said he needed to talk to Him about why his parents were getting a divorce.

“Maybe God’s in the park,” the old man said. “I’d like to talk to Him, too, about why He’s made me useless.” And so they set off together to find God.

At the park, Timmy began to cry about the divorce, and Abe lovingly held his face in both hands and looked him straight in the eyes. “Timmy, I don’t know why bad things happen, but I know it wasn’t because of you. I know you’re a good boy and your parents love you and you’ll be okay.”

Timmy gave Abe a big hug and said, “I’m so glad I met you. Thanks. I think I can go now.”

From across the street, Timmy’s mother saw them hug and approached her son in a worried voice. “Who was that old man?”

“I think he’s God,” Timmy said.

“Did he say that?” she demanded.

“No, but when he touched me and told me I’m going to be okay, I felt really better. Only God can do that.”

When Abe got home, his son asked in a scolding voice, “Where were you?”

“I was in the park with God.”

“Really? What makes you think you were with God?”

“Because He sent me a boy who needed me, and when the boy hugged me, I felt God telling me I wasn’t useless anymore.”

I had a Dream #2

Last night, I had a very strange dream. Actually, it was more scary than it was strange. Here's how it went:

I was walking along a bank when I saw one of my teachers and my friend. T and D, respectively, were also walking along the water, but D appeared to be very distressed. I went up to them and D did not seem to notice me, another sign of distress. T then whispered to me that D's mother had just died, which obliviously came as a shock to me. Not only was I shocked, but I was also mournful.

This was the first dream I have ever had where someone has died. It came as so much of a shock to me I was almost compelled to call D and ask if anything was wrong. It seems as if experiencing death has made me more sensitive to it. Very rarely, my dreams turn into reality, yet it still scares me. I do not want others to experience what I have gone through. D is not even that old, which makes it even worse.

College board v. UC system

I knew that when I decided to go to UCSD, that it would definitely be a challenge while in school. But who knew you had to take so many freekin entrance exams in order to take classes. It's not that these tests are impossible to pass, it's just that it's all so annoying. Come on... I just got rid of college board and now the UC system comes in. Damn it.... Oh well, I'm already this far so might as well keep moving forward. I'll take every one of your stupid tests and pass them all you poop face.

Scaffoldings

My church, school, bible classes, bible studies are all like scaffoldings. They are all used to hold my faith, or house. But every construction worker knows that scaffoldings are not meant to be permanent. They are simply support beams. When the house is solid and strong enough, the scaffoldings are taken away because after all, they are support beams.
Soon, I have the opportunity to rid of my scaffoldings. Rid is the wrong word. I have the choice to pull some off. But, there is another option. If I chose this, I'll be able to build an even higher scaffolding and therefore make my house taller. The question is this: just how tall is my house and will I be able to survive with what I have now? If I decide to lose some of my scaffoldings, will I be able to not just withstand but also conquer the storm of life while being a scaffolding for others? There is only one opportunity. If I lose this, it may be gone forever.
I've told a lot of people I'm deciding with APU, but actually, I'm leaning more towards UCSD now. I'm such a flip-flopper. Sorry guys. Please forgive me.

How I live life

"Live like Jesus died yesterday, rose today, and is coming back tomorrow."

Change

Thanks to this last Mexicali trip, I expanded my memory bank, but more importantly, I learned a valuable life lesson.

Unlike on other nights, on the last night, I gave an effort to stay up while the speaker talked to the congregation. He talked about Matthew 7:22 and how unless you know Jesus, it doesn't matter how many demons you have casted out in his name. The result is always the same. I used to think that "head knowledge" was everything. All ihad to do was know what not to do and believe in Jesus, and that would give me a ticket straight to heaven. However, the speaker told us that knowledge means nothing if we do not use it for God's people. If I become transformed, shouldn't I therefore transform others? It makes sense right? In the past it didn't. I do not learn to show God how smart I am or to answer all the questions in bible study, but to use it to spread God's love and knowledge. If everyone did this, wouldn't our world be so much better?

College smollege

Yay! I got into college! But now what? It looks like I have to decide which one I want to go to. SO here are my options:

• UCSD
• APU
• UCI

This list was made in no particular order just fyi. All of these schools are very good, in my option, which makes it very hard to decide which one to go to. So I thought visiting each school would help me decide, but it just made it worse. They all have very clean and beautiful campuses, the housing is amazing, and the curriculum and staff is excellent at each school. 

What's funny about this whole dilemma is that I never expected to get into UCSD. I just clicked on it for bragging rights. But when I found out that I actually got in, I got really excited. Could it be a sign from God? Possibly... Then again, APU is a Christian school, and why wouldn't God want me to go there? APU is giving me so much money in grants and scholarships too. A sign from God? Possibly too... Despite being a private school, it is the cheapest of the three schools right now because of the scholarships. And I can't forget Irvine. A lot of my friends are going there, but friends aren't everything. As of now, I am majoring in Criminology at Irvine, which I do not want, but hear that there is a chance of getting the major I do want, apparently. 

Dang it UCSD! Why do you have to make my life so complicated? Whatever it is, I'm deciding by the end of this week. So until then, all I can do is pray and think.