Celebrating the life of a man whose life reflected the love of his soul: his Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ.
A while back a dear friend of mine asked whether it is wrong to pursue "the knowledge of God". We can know all the "right" theology, but why does that matter if it does not do anything to our lives? So is theology even worth pursuing? This is an excerpt of my letter to her and my prayers are that we may grow in love for this God whom we seek after.
It is with a heavy heart that I close my chapter of living in LA. Though two and a half years had been more than what I had bargained for, in the short while, LA had become home. The hardest had been saying my farewells to the people I had embraced as family. These were the people I had been gifted with, to love and serve, and to be loved and served by. And to them I dedicate this post.
Attending seminary these past two and a half years had ultimately helped me understand grace better. To be able to devote a period in my life to press deeper in knowing this inconceivable God—who had made Himself known in the Person of Jesus Christ: oh, how grateful am I to have been given such an opportunity. For this I give thanks, approaching the Throne as a beloved child basking in Grace.