Sunday, July 27, 2008

We're Here!

A quick recap of the past few months...

On June 3rd, Mike asked me to marry him; I said 'yes' :) <3

On July 21st, Mike and I said 'goodbye' to our family and friends and took off to Vancouver

On July 24th, Mike and I left our mini vacation in Vancouver to Hong Kong

We are now in Hong Kong and I will soon be in Macao. We are both in East Asia because for the past 3-4 years we have felt God's calling for us to be here...and now we're here!

I am so thankful that God has placed in my life a true man of God and the awesome opportunity for the both of us to start our lives together in a new city which we absolutely love.

We feel a bit like Abraham in Genesis 12 when the LORD told him to leave all things behind and in faith walk out into a new land that was still unknown to him. Abraham in full trust in God and obedience to His call - left his home, went to a new land and subsequently became the father of all nations.

So as we begin our lives in a somewhat new land, we are praying for the faith and obedience of Abraham!

Here's to new beginnings in our new chapter...

Tuesday, February 26, 2008

'tis so sweet

I'm on the brink of so much in life...

The brink of graduating
The brink of finding a job
The brink of a possible move
The brink of something beautiful and exciting...

I feel as if I'm on the edge of a cliff ready to jump off head and heart first.. It's an exciting feeling but also mixed with anxiousness. What if what is beyond the brink is something that I was not expecting, something I don't like, something totally uncomfortable?

On Sunday, during worship, we sang an old hymn that I love so much. I love hymns because there is sooo much depth to them. This song really steadied me and filled my heart with so much hope and peace. So whatever is beyond that 'brink', I'll be ready because I trust that this cliff I jump off of is really a passage way to a new chapter in my life that Jesus has already prepared :)

'Tis so sweet to trust in Jesus,
And to take Him at His Word;
Just to rest upon His promise,
And to know, "Thus says the Lord!"

Jesus, Jesus, how I trust Him!
How I've proved Him o'er and o'er
Jesus, Jesus, precious Jesus!
O for grace to trust Him more!

O how sweet to trust in Jesus,
Just to trust His cleansing blood;
And in simple faith to plunge me
'Neath the healing, cleansing flood!

Yes, 'tis sweet to trust in Jesus,
Just from sin and self to cease;
Just from Jesus simply taking
Life and rest, and joy and peace.

I'm so glad I learned to trust Thee,
Precious Jesus, Savior, Friend;
And I know that Thou art with me,
Wilt be with me to the end.


Tuesday, January 29, 2008

Don't Slow Down

"In commerce, in study, in war, it is so often said: there is no safety but in advance. To stand still is to go back. To cease effort is to lose ground. To slacken the pace, before the goal is reached, is to lose the race. The only sure mark of our being true Christians, of our really loving Christ, is the deep longing and the steady effort to know more of Him"

- Andrew Murray in the Holiest of All

Sunday, January 27, 2008

It Is For Freedom

"Justice at its best is love correcting all that stands against Love."
- Martin Luther King Jr.

I attended an annual teacher's conference at my university today and choose to go to an Equity and Social Justice workshop. The speaker spent an hour and a half going over hundreds of great resources to start discussions in the classroom revolving around equity, diversity and social justice.

One book caught my attention and I ended up buying it after that workshop. It's called The Carpet Boy's Gift by Pegi Deitz Shea. It's the story about a boy working in a rug factory as a bonded slave in Pakistan. One day, he hears voices in the street of children saying,

"We are free!"

The voices approach this little boys factory and he meets Iqbal Masih, who was once a bonded child slave working in a carpet factory. He had escaped after 6 years of child labor and soon found out that a law had been passed in his country that banned child workers! He then became a huge advocate for other child laborers and brought international attention to their situation. At such a young age - he educated other children who were in a similar situation as he. He told them that they indeed could be free.

After visiting different parts of the world, he returned home. And on one unfortunate day, as he was riding his bicycle in his hometown, he was shot. At just 12 years old, the young children's rights fighter was killed.

But his story goes on in the lives of those who responded and reacted to the harsh realities of child slavery around the world. One of those who responded was Craig Kielburger, a young junior high at that time. Through the story of Iqbal, Craig has, since then, dedicated his life to fighting for a child's right for education through Free the Children. (See previous post)

These stories really stir up something in me. In fact, this whole school year thus far, has really created in me a huge longing to do something about all that's wrong in this world for the sake of our children. Maybe it's because my professors and my host school this year are so passionate about the 'underdogs' in our society. Maybe it's because I'm graduating soon and I'm really starting to see where I want to dedicate my life to. Maybe it's because I'm also starting to define what I really believe in and what I want to be a part of. I just don't want my life to be 'ordinary' in any way. I want it to count for what matters most. Just gotta wait and see what will unfold out of this...I trust Him :)

It is for freedom He sets us free...

Thursday, January 24, 2008

The Kielburger Brothers and I


Yes, yes I am a groupie. But it's only because I love where they come from and what they're doing! Craig signed my book saying 'Kat, Be the change. -Craig' I re-read the short inscription as I drank from my 'Be the change you wish to see in the world (Gandhi)' mug. Hopefully in the coming weeks and months I'll see more of that picture unfold. It's all in His hands :)

In the meantime, check out their website at Free The Children.

Monday, January 21, 2008

Me to We



"Gratitude unlocks the fullness of life. It turns what we have into enough, and more. It turns denial into acceptance, chaos to order, confusion to clarity. It can turn a meal into a feast, a house into a home, a stranger into a friend. Gratitude makes sense of our past, brings peace for today, and creates a vision for tomorrow."

- Melody Beattie

"Our lives begin to end the day we become silent about things that matter."
- Martin Luther King Jr.

"Overcoming poverty is not a gesture of charity. It is an act of justice. It is the protection of a fundamental human right, the right to dignity and a decent life."
- Nelson Mandela

"I've lost myself for good within your promise."
- To The Ends of the Earth, Hillsong

"Be the change you wish to see in the world."
- Gandhi

"Nothing in the world has ever been accomplished without passion."
- Anonymous

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Some of my favorite quotes. The first one is a new favorite. It's as if a light has turned on inside. Real thankfulness brings real peace. I've been reading 'Me to We' for the past few months now. It's been more than a breath of fresh air for me. It's truly refreshed me. Ever since I started teaching at an inner city school this year my heart has been enlarged by the immense love and joy of the children in my class. What I once feared, as a sheltered suburban young Asian woman, has now been erased as I find myself falling more and more in love with children in places that are so different from my realities and my 'world'.

Learning from the Kielburger brothers and their genuine compassion and love for the children of this world is humbling. I feel like I'm standing on the edge of my future - not knowing where I'll be when I graduate. Not knowing where I'll teach, who I'll teach and even if I'll teach. North America? Asia? But like I said, in this past year I've been exposed to passionate teachers, one particular professor and individuals who have sparked a huge desire in me to reach out to those who need to know they are not forgotten. To love children who don't have much and then to find out that I am the one in lack. A lack of gratitude and thankfulness.

Religion that is pure to God is one that takes care of the widows, orphans, people in distress. It is to keep oneself from being polluted from the world. To keep oneself from all things shiny and bright, attractive and alluring. How hard a task that is when I look at it from my human eyes and perspective.

But how awesome it also is when I can experience firsthand the incredible sense of satisfaction, pure joy and of course gratefulness that comes when I learn to live in service to others.

What the future holds for me is uncertain, but what I do know is that I have developed a lot more than a soft spot for the marginalized in our society, especially the children. So whether I end up on this part of the world or on another part - as long as I can hang out in the 'gutters' of the streets - I'll be just fine.

Wednesday, October 24, 2007

Your Eyes

God's response to my last post and my recent heart struggles...

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She who dwells in the shelter of the Most High
will rest in the shadow of the Almighty.

I will say of the LORD, "He is my refuge and my fortress,
my God, in whom I trust."

Surely he will save you from the fowler's snare
and from the deadly pestilence.

He will cover you with his feathers,
and under his wings you will find refuge;
his faithfulness will be your shield and rampart.

You will not fear the terror of night,
nor the arrow that flies by day,

nor the pestilence that stalks in the darkness,
nor the plague that destroys at midday.

A thousand may fall at your side,
ten thousand at your right hand,
but it will not come near you.

You will only observe with your eyes
and see the punishment of the wicked.

If you make the Most High your dwelling—
even the LORD, who is my refuge-

then no harm will befall you,
no disaster will come near your tent.

For he will command his angels concerning you
to guard you in all your ways;

they will lift you up in their hands,
so that you will not strike your foot against a stone.

You will tread upon the lion and the cobra;
you will trample the great lion and the serpent.

"Because she loves me," says the LORD, "I will rescue her;
I will protect her, for she acknowledges my name.

She will call upon me, and I will answer her;
I will be with her in trouble,
I will deliver her and honor her.

With long life will I satisfy her
and show her my salvation."

Psalm 91 (NIV)

Let me see forever
With eyes You've opened
Standing in Your beautiful light
Hold me near
Hold me near to You
And let me see the world through Your eyes

Hide me in Your love again
Let me hear the songs of Your heart
-
World Through Your Eyes - Reuben Morgan

Monday, October 22, 2007

Frustrated...

I'm so frustrated with myself. Have you ever felt so bad because not only have you let yourself down but you've also let God down?

That's how I feel right now. Totally uncomfortable...and totally frustrated at my own weakness.

Mike and I were downtown tonight studying at U of T. As we were driving back up town like any other night, my eyes and my heart were suddenly opened for what it seemed like the very first time.

As we were coming around the usual turns in the street, I saw a young girl standing at the corner of the street by herself as if she was waiting for someone to come pick her up and in exchange for money; her sexuality.

As we drove by, our eyes met and all of a sudden I felt so incredibly uncomfortable. It was almost as if her eyes spoke out her fear.. During this time, Mike was telling me a story but to be honest, I couldn't even listen because my heart was pounding so loudly. As we made another turn, there was another girl standing by herself, ready to sell herself for whatever reason she needed to.

At this point - my mind was racing. "We should stop." I thought, "These girls need to know that Jesus loves them and that He died to save them from this." Then I thought, what happens next? I played different scenarios over and over again as we kept driving away towards home. In my mind, I thought, what if we pulled over, told them that Jesus loves them, prayed for them, took them home, cared for them, help them stand up on their own feet again. What if God had called us to save them from their circumstance?

Then I began to think, "What would my Mom think when she wakes up and in our house are two strangers?". "What if these girls bring danger to myself or Mike in the car?" Heart pounding, mind racing - couldn't quite bring myself to say anything even though I knew I needed to.

It wasn't until we were already well on the high way that Mike could sense something was wrong. I told him how I felt in fear and trembling because I've never quite felt this way before. He told me, "God is doing something right now. What is He saying to you?" Frustrated, I replied, "I don't know...!" But really, I did know. I was wrestling with God. He was telling me to go back, turn around and to do something about this - something so disturbingly wrong is such a huge reality in many people's lives around the world. I only saw a tiny, tiny glimpse of it tonight..

Once again I said, "Ugh....I don't know. After seeing Kirk not hesitate to welcome a hitch hiker into his car in the middle of the night in our weekend in Canmore - my eyes have been open to the truth that there should be no fear in welcoming people like that into our 'car's. Ugh...what do I do?"

Mike then replied calmly, "I can't make that decision for you. You just tell me, and I'll turn this car around. But it has to be your choice."

We drove. And drove. I hesitated and hesitated. Finally, we were on my driveway - me feeling defeated by my own flesh, I began to cry.

"I'm so frustrated with myself!!! Why can't I just obey?" I'm always telling people that delayed obedience is still disobedience..why can't I practice what I preach?! Mike began to remind me of what it meant to have a discontent with our world...and that the closer we get to our Father's heart the more uncomfortable our lives become. What sin has done to us and our world is completely unsettling. How can anyone be at peace?

But just as this ARGH feeling rises, hope rises too. Mike reminded me that hope is not lost and perhaps this is the beginning of something for me. He told me that he's never seen me react to this situation like this before and he prayed that I would enter my house feeling all the more uncomfortable...

We prayed for the two girls I saw...and we prayed that we would not forget what breaks our Dad's heart..

I know there are second chances with my Father, I know that His mercies are new every morning, I know there is forgiveness...

I still can't help but feel frustrated with myself...but just as Shelly reminded me a week ago - I need to remember His peace is for today. His daily bread is enough for today. I just need to be faithful and move on for today. Tomorrow will have it's opportunities, it's challenges, it's peace and of course, my Jesus will be enough for me tomorrow as He was today and yesterday. So I pray for my boldness tomorrow and I pray that when I wake up the feeling of uncomfortableness would only increase until I do something about it...

Father, help me to love you deeply because to love you is to obey.

Friday, October 12, 2007

His Love

His love endures forever.
Ps. 106:1

How simple yet how profound. This verse has been hitting home so hard so strong in the past few days. A lot of times, we find that we can experience God's love through things, people, encounters...but isn't it so great when we simply experience God's love through Himself...His Word?

Oh...how I love it...!

Not that being a channel of His love or even receiving it through other people is bad....but it's just so nice, that there are moments in this journey when we can truly experience that truth...that His love endures forever just as it is. Just through Christ Himself.

There are many times in my life, when this verse doesn't have the same impact as it does on me in these past few days or in certain moments in my life. Not that the verse itself is not factual nor deeply true - it's simply because I may not always remember or feel or know with all my heart it's depth and it's reality.

So in these moments as rare or as often as they come, I embrace it with all of my heart and being... simply because I know that His love for me endures forever.

:)

Carrie sent me this video of a skit done to the song Everything by Lifehouse. It's powerful and it couldn't reign more true to the fact that His love for us is so deep and so wide.

Tuesday, October 09, 2007

As cliche as it is...

...to call this post a 'Thanksgiving' one on Thanksgiving weekend - that is what this entry will be about.

It's always interesting to see in life how things change, transform and move on. Through life, there are people who walk in and out of it leaving deep, significant marks or simply grazing through leaving little memory.

Most of the times, it takes reflective holidays like Thanksgiving to remind you of those meaningful and sometimes, not so meaningful marks in your life.

I'm incredibly grateful and thankful to say that many people who have left imprints in my life are to some extent still a big part of my life today. Of course, there are a few who have been there for a short period of time in my life and have left - in peace - because they were only meant to be there for a season. And even those friendships, I am still very thankful for.

This past week was definitely a roller coaster - full of ups and at times a lot more downs. But through it all I found friends who pleasantly surprised me with their warmth and deep love for me, even to the point of sharing in my journey whether it be the hurt or the joy. I'm thankful that even in the midst of busy-ness, they stopped to make sure I was more than okay. We can get so wrapped up in our own lives that we forget all the good we can offer one another. I'm just so glad that a few of them wrapped their lives around me this week.

As a result of all that...I am once more confounded by the great love of Christ, how His unfailing love truly overtakes my heart. Fears are stilled and my heart is at peace. I am amazed at how good He is to us...as our loving Father, showering gifts upon His kids. It's beautiful. And in the thanksgiving spirit I turn all the blessings He's showered on me back to praise of His goodness. Give thanks to the Lord for HE IS GOOD, His love endures forever...

Monday, October 08, 2007

A Return

It's about time I make a return back to the world of blogging.

This will be updated in due time - maybe tomorrow, maybe about being in the mountains... :)




Stay tuned...

Thursday, August 02, 2007

Speak UP

Our lives begin to end the day we become silent about things that matter.

- Martin Luther King Jr.

Do something about this...The World in Action

Wednesday, July 04, 2007

Celebratory Days

Happy Canada Day! (to where I was born and raised)
Happy 10 year Anniversary Handover Day! (to my motherland and roots)

I'm a tad bit late for both of these celebratory days, but here is an interesting article I read from TIME magazine (off Niki's blog) about Hong Kong's past ten years after her return to China.

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These days, 10 is practically the new teen—as knowing, and as confused, an age. You think you understand who you are, but you don't, not really. You want to be independent, but you still need adult supervision. You are developing a sense of righteousness, but find it runs up against a pragmatic world where compromise is a necessity. Ten is a neat number, but a messy stage in life.
So it is with Hong Kong. At just past midnight on July 1, 1997, in a glittering and poignant ceremony, Hong Kong passed from being the last jewel of an old empire to a component of a new global power. Hong Kong people viewed their city's handover from the U.K. to China with mixed feelings: joy at a fresh start; sadness at seeing the British go; pride over returning to the motherland; apprehension over the future. Today, by most measures, Hong Kong is in great shape, but its outward appearance masks a collective angst. As the territory marks its first decade as a Special Administrative Region (SAR) of the People's Republic of China, it faces an interlocking set of existential questions from which all its once and future challenges flow: Who am I? What do I want to be? Can I be all that I want to be? Will I be allowed to?

For better, and for worse, Hong Kong's future is tied to China's. The one is among the world's freest societies, wildly entrepreneurial and fiercely independent in spirit. The other is a state that, to its enormous credit, has opened up a long-closed nation to an unprecedented degree, and lifted more people out of poverty in a shorter time than our planet has ever witnessed—but which is still authoritarian in its governance, somewhat lawless, and woefully corrupt. Though hugely different in scale, the two learn from, depend on, influence and to an extent intimidate each other. Each needs the other to prosper, yet each also sees the other as potentially harmful. Beijing has fretted about its SAR infecting the mainland with annoying ideas like democracy. Those in Hong Kong worry about China restricting their freedoms, and being a crucible for pollution and disease that can spread to their city. The subtext of this complex relationship is another host of vexing questions. Is Hong Kong a model for China, or a threat? Is Hong Kong changing China, or China changing Hong Kong? Should Hong Kong become more Chinese or more international? "Hong Kongers have no problem being culturally Chinese, but because of their history, many of them still see themselves as Hong Kong Chinese first, differentiated from mainland Chinese," says Zhang Longxi, chair professor of comparative literature and translation at City University of Hong Kong. "That is Hong Kong's strength, and weakness."

Hong Kong matters not only because it is a vital driveshaft of the global economy, transmitting the raw power of China's manufacturing capability into a worldwide system for distributing consumer goods. The city matters because it is a unique experiment that will probably succeed but could possibly fail: the creation of a free, international city within China. In the short period since a collection of fishing villages were turned into a modern metropolis, Hong Kong has survived war, waves of refugees, pestilence, drought, assorted mischief by local leftists and economic near-implosions, consistently defying the doomsayers, repeatedly rebounding. In the past 10 years alone, Hong Kong has lived through a crippling regional financial crisis, bird flu, SARS, an inept albeit well-meaning leader who was forced to leave office, the resignation of several other top officials over sundry scandals, and, in 2003, the march of half a million people galvanized by their opposition to a new security bill called Article 23—an event some feared would finally provoke Beijing into asserting its authority over Hong Kong once and for all. The city's run of luck has often seemed near the end; TIME's sister magazine FORTUNE once infamously, and incorrectly, predicted that its return to China would bring about its death.

Yet Hong Kong is more alive than ever. On the eve of the handover, the stock market index, a key barometer of Hong Kong's health, stood at the then record of 15,200; today it hovers near the 21,000 mark. Property prices—in many ways the best measure of the territory's success because they are followed so closely by the man (and woman) on the Kowloon minibus—dipped after the handover and again after SARS, but are now once again rising to stratospheric levels. "Things did not come to a grinding halt in 1997," says Sir David Akers-Jones, 80, a former acting governor who stayed on in Hong Kong after retiring. "Things continued. That was the extraordinary thing. Life went on."

But not, of course, in the way it had. Neither China nor its SAR has stood still in the past 10 years. Once, Hong Kong's preeminent preoccupation was the pursuit of wealth, and the place remains obsessed with money. (Only in Hong Kong would the website for an investment seminar be www.icanrich.hk.) As it becomes ever richer, however, Hong Kong has realized that there's more to life than making a fortune. A civil-society movement has come into being, agitating about everything from the filthy air (though it is probably the cleanest of all China's cities) to preserving old buildings to helping the poor. But this change, welcome and often inspiring though it is, does not help Hong Kong settle its true challenge: how to define its relationship with China, one that is pregnant with conflicting emotions—admiration and resentment, loyalty and mistrust, love and fear. "The return of Hong Kong to China is just half achieved," says Yan Xuetong, director of the Institute of International Studies at Tsinghua University in Beijing and a self-professed Chinese nationalist. "Hong Kong is still regarded as a special place of China, still regarded as a foreign country. Hong Kong has returned in name, but not in substance."

Hong Kong, it should be said, has always been a Chinese city. Even during the 156 years during which—through a combination of British protection, Hong Kong ambition and Chinese nonintervention—the territory grew into one of the world's foremost commercial and financial centers, its non-Chinese population, now about 7% out of total of some 7 million, was never more than a tiny minority. Unlike other colonies, Hong Kong never fell for the idea that its mother country was a damp set of islands in the North Atlantic whose people played cricket—it always had a perfectly good mother country of its own.

Yet Hong Kong, China, doesn't roll off the tongue. Hong Kong is simply Hong Kong—it is singular, as modern China's patriarch Deng Xiaoping recognized when he struck a deal with the British in 1984 establishing the principle of "one country, two systems." Quite apart from that special dispensation, wise policymakers in Beijing have long recognized that sentiment toward China in Hong Kong is fragmented. Many of Hong Kong's families, it must be remembered, are headed by those who fled communism and conflict on the mainland for the freedoms and safety of the British colony. Today's pride in belonging to China, accentuated by the mainland's rise as a world power, is tempered with wariness. (The 1989 Tiananmen killings still haunt Hong Kong as a recurring nightmare of the old new China; every June 4, those who died are commemorated in a moving candlelight vigil in Hong Kong's Victoria Park.) There's plenty of emotional baggage to go around, and plenty of uncertainty because of it. "Hong Kong's in a transition period," says David Zweig, director of the Center on China's Transnational Relations at Hong Kong University of Science and Technology. "It's experimenting with political change. Its business community is trying to seek out its future. Its demographics are in flux. It's even asking what languages it should be speaking."

Trying to resolve when to use English, Mandarin and Cantonese (all three are important and useful) is difficult enough. But the most sensitive, divisive and intractable issue in the relationship between Hong Kong and Beijing involves democracy. Especially since 2003, the year of SARS and Article 23, a democratic movement has emerged in Hong Kong, reflecting the belief that a well-educated and well-heeled city deserves representative and responsive government. Currently, the 60-member legislature is a convoluted mix of directly and indirectly elected seats. The Chief Executive, the title of Hong Kong's leader, is selected by an 800-member electoral college heavily influenced by big business, which religiously believes that greater democracy will reduce its considerable clout (it will), usher in populists and a welfare state (it won't—Hong Kong people are too pragmatic), and anger China, where Hong Kong tycoons do their deals (it might).

The standoff between conservatives, who want the status quo, and democrats, who want a Chief Executive chosen by the people and a fully elected legislature, has paralyzed politics, which, in turn, has paralyzed everything from ways to diversify the economy to tackling pollution. Both sides are deadlocked over blueprints, numbers and deadlines, and seemingly unwilling to engage in the only way out: compromise. The Chief Executive, Donald Tsang, told TIME in March that "I will resolve the question of universal suffrage totally, completely, within my next term," which ends in 2012. But as a former civil servant under the British who was knighted for his services, he still needs to prove his loyalty to Beijing—and you don't do that by pushing democracy. "We are [geographically] so close to China that we can't but help influence the mainland," says Regina Ip, a former Secretary of Security who now heads a think tank. "That's why the leaders in Beijing are very cautious." Indeed, when Tsang visited Beijing in April, Chinese President Hu Jintao told him, among other things, that democracy should be advanced "in a gradual and orderly manner."

Hong Kong must also think about its economic future. Being a part of a booming China almost guarantees that it will stay prosperous. But the mainland is a competitor as well as a partner. China's new ports siphon trade away from the SAR, and its lower labor costs siphon away jobs, previously in manufacturing, now in services. As China continues to relax investment rules and become more business friendly, more and more companies may opt to operate directly in the mainland rather than out of Hong Kong.

So Hong Kong needs to have an economic Plan B. Chief Executive Tsang benchmarks Hong Kong against New York and London and says he wants Hong Kong to be at least Asia's top financial center. David O'Rear, an American who is chief economist of the Hong Kong General Chamber of Commerce, believes that's perfectly doable: "Financial services is about as high value-added as you can get, and we're the financial center for half the world between San Francisco and Frankfurt." But Hong Kong faces stiff competition from Tokyo and Singapore, both of which, besides being cleaner and greener than Hong Kong, are also culturally richer—all extra incentives for the expatriates you need to boost your financial profile. And while Singapore is becoming a biotech center, pumping money into R&D and wooing academics and academic institutions, Hong Kong is still dependent on its traditional sources of wealth, like real estate and, yes, financial services. "We have not been able to innovate," says Ip. "On matters like developing a global research economy and R&D, we've stalled."

As far as fresh ideas go, the SAR seems stuck at a crossroads. Even as civil society takes root, democracy hits a wall. Even as the economy chugs along, the gap between rich and poor widens. Even as awareness of the environment grows, air quality worsens. Even as Hong Kong people become better educated, their English deteriorates. Even as Hong Kong wants to cash in on the China boom, it is trying to maintain a distinct character. And Hong Kong's angst is compounded by China's own. The mainland itself faces a crisis of identity and values: to be capitalist or communist, Chinese or Western, material or spiritual. With its own motherland confused, how can Hong Kong not be?

Confusion should not be mistaken for despair, however. True, China's leaders didn't really know what they were getting back in 1997. That's why they pressured the outgoing British to keep things as they were (top-down rule, cozy nexus between government and big business, no politics); they wanted to inherit a known quantity. China didn't want any surprises, and some believe that's still Beijing's attitude. "Since 1997, China wants one thing from Hong Kong: no trouble," says Tsinghua University's Yan. "Don't cause financial problems, don't cause political problems, don't cause social problems; don't cause trouble."

Yet that assessment is so pre-handover. China's leaders today are worldlier than ever. They know, if only from the experience of their own nation, that no place stands still, that if it does, that's when financial and political and social pressures build; that's when you're really in trouble. China and Hong Kong are both moving on; it's just not clear whether they will run parallel, merge or collide.

Hong Kong is a pulsating organism made up of the most enterprising conglomeration of humanity the world has ever known. That will never change. Identity crisis or no, Hong Kong understands that it's damned lucky to have become a part of China at so fortuitous a time, when the mainland is becoming ever freer and more open and in a position to give its hybrid, somewhat alien, child more opportunity than it could possibly have dreamed of. "I can't see what reason people in Hong Kong have to be pessimistic," says economist O'Rear. "We're part of China, but we're not subject to China's rules. What could be better than that?" What indeed, when you are 10 and have the world before you?

--with reporting by Austin Ramzy and Peter Ritter/Hong Kong

Thursday, June 14, 2007

Bienvenue Montreal

A weekend of fun in the sun...



...grrreat eats...



...and sharing life with dear friends... (=



Just what we needed ;)



<3

Friday, June 01, 2007

Change

It's been quite some time since I've touched this blog and I find no better reason than now to start it up again.

Lately, friends and I have been chatting about change.

Change in our attitude, change in our lives, change in our world.

This past year through much introspection and reflection, I've relearned a lot of what it means to follow Christ; to bear the name, 'Christian'.

The more I read about Jesus in the Gospels the more I realized how much more I need to cultivate His character and personality into my life. More love, more compassion, more forgiveness.

I believe my philosophy in living life has been transforming this past year. I'm nearly graduated (finishing up my fifth year) and university has played a huge part in this transformation. Life lessons were definitely experienced and taught in the hall ways of York University. The re-occurring lesson God's been teaching me is simple. It's to love.

The more I want to see change in the world the more He points me back to love. The more I want to make a difference in lives around me the more poignant the point of love becomes. I have found the greatest conversations with believers and non-believers alike is when we saturate our chats with sincerity, open-mindedness and love.

First we love, second we speak. It's the only way I seem to pay attention, perhaps it's the greatest way people understand. I want to be known for my love actions rather than my witty convincing speech.

Right now, on Facebook there is a new group that has popped up. In essence, CBC (the television station) is calling it the Wish List. It is for students to voice out their wishes/opinions about what they would want to see happen/change in Canada. The largest group's wish will be discussed on CBC as the Canadian student's greatest wish. One of the largest groups in the running right now is 'Spiritual Revival in Canada'.

I think it's great to get our opinions and thoughts across because our society definitely needs to hear more of what we think. But I also hope that I could also contribute two cents of what I think of this particular wish.

My hope and my dream is to see revival in Canada - I have always longed and prayed for it. But perhaps this is not the best way to communicate the wish across.

I always believe in loving people to Christ. Showing first (action), telling second (speaking). As I'm sure everyone knows, there can be expected animosity to Christians especially when we put ourselves out there for what we are against.

Very often, the world perceives Christians as strong headed, self-righteous and judgemental. The exact opposite of what and who Christ represents.

Can we be known instead for our love?
For our actions?
For bringing forth justice?
Loving the poor?
Caring for the needy/sick/imprisoned?
Defending the underdog?

How shall revival come across? It's when we first learn to receive and show love, then secondly, learn to speak.

It will be interesting if this wish becomes the most talked about - but we need to consider what good we are doing by putting messages out there that are not exactly music to the everyone else.

In no ways am I telling anyone to join or not to join this group. I just wanted to share the other side of the coin.

We want to bless and we want to love and in doing so, our nation will experience revival.

My prayer is that we are known more for what we are FOR than what we are AGAINST.

May Christ love continue to compel us to bless and pour out our own lives for others.

Tuesday, May 01, 2007

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God is sooo good... :)

Happy Two Year Anniversary hun!

These past two days I've been swept off my feet....thank you for everything!

Tuesday, April 24, 2007

Providence

This morning as I conducted the Grade 3 spelling test, I said something that would become reality later on in the day.

"The next word is 'scared'. I will use it in a sentence, 'I was scared of the thunder and lightening'."

The children laughed because it was beautiful, warm and sunny outside.

Later that day...

As some teachers, student teachers and I wrapped up a meeting about year book after school the weather outside looked daunting. It was getting dark, quite windy and a cluster of heavy clouds was forming at around 4:30. I called my mom and she came to pick me up.

As I got into the car the wind had picked up so much - every strand of hair on my head was standing up straight! It was like the science center without the static! I tossed all my marking and books in the back seat and got in. It was definitely a struggle to close the door!

I don't remember it ever being this windy in Toronto - maybe Hong Kong on a typhoon day, but never here.

We get home (which is only like a 5 minute drive), pull into our drive way and the gusts of winds go up another few notch's. Mom says, 'Let's wait in the garage for this wind to pass then we'll go in.' But I told her it would probably be better if we just went in now.

So I ran to open the door, my mom ran in after me after shutting the garage door. We get into our house and within seconds we see a torrent of rain come at us furiously and the power goes off.

Wow.

It's funny how my meeting finished at that specific time, how my mom picked me up and drove home in that specific time frame, how we shut the garage before the power went out and was safe inside, warm and dry before the rain that came literally seconds later...

Talk about God's providence!

If you want to see more of what happened in other parts of Toronto - check out Mike's blog and take a look at what happened in his usually calm and quiet neighbourhood.

Monday, April 23, 2007

First Week as Ms.Luk

My first week of teaching is already full of exciting, funny and silly stories!

I absolutely LOVE it!

Even though it was physically draining, the students, my mentor teacher, other student teachers and the rest of the staff at JVPS have made it truly incredible!

I've learned a few things from my week already:

1. Planned lessons are BOUND to change
2. Be flexible (I had to teach gym on the fly, push back a language lesson, play bingo instead of reviewing mutiplication among other things!)
3. Marking and assessing the kids is hard
4. Being the last to leave school isn't so bad, but I won't make it a habit I promise :)
5. Prayer moves mountains...especially when my prof came in for an observation visit!
6. Sleep EARLY

As I enter into my second week out of the four - I hope I can continue to do my best to help my students learn, to challenge them and inspire them to be the best that they can be in all that they do (=

In other news...

I'M LOVIN' THIS WEATHER!!!

Monday, April 16, 2007

The Adventures of Ms.Luk Begins...

Since the last post I have survived the academic giants and can proudly say that I am DONE from all my academics...for this year!

I had a week to catch up on sleep, relax, get myself organized, have some fun (And by fun, I mean FUN! Pictures have been uploaded on good ol' Facebook!) before I start my month long practicum placement tomorrow.

Everything that I have learned and practised this past year for ED leads up to the next 20 school days when I take over pretty much 50-75% of the teaching day. To be honest, I've been a bit nervous and apprehensive since I've never embarked on such a task - but I know I can do all things through Him.

So with that being said, please pray for me!

Now I must end this post as sleep is of utmost importance.

Goodnight! :)


Thanks for the vote of confidence & a healthy lunch ;)

Wednesday, April 04, 2007

I Can Almost See...

I can almost see the light...but not quite yet.

The past few days have been a complete blur as I've been sitting in front of my laptop in my pjs, sipping on Timmies or Sbux and snacking whilst trying to complete two final research papers, an assignment, block plans and a take home exam. All due in the span of four days.

Thursday is home free day...I'm almost there...I can almost taste the freedom...but until then, I remain here, in front of my laptop, in my pjs, sipping on Timmies and trying to finish my Grade 3's multiplication unit.

Random note: Oprah was really good today. Reminded me about the beauty of dreaming big dreams and living the rest of your life fulfilling that dream/your calling. So the question is, what has God placed you here on earth for?