Today, my wife and I attended the first day of the National Pastors Convention here in San Diego – the first conference we’ve been able to attend together in several years. I’m sure I’ll be processing everything from NPC for awhile, but for now I’ll just share a couple of initial impressions.

Erwin McManus, author, pastor and cultural architect of Mosaic in Los Angeles, opened NPC with a talk about Soul Cravings — the deep things all people have in common despite increasing globalization and rapid change. I appreciated his sensitivity and depth in understanding how much it would cost for different people to begin following Christ — e.g., a Buddhist would dishonor his ancestors or a Muslim might put herself or her family at risk. I’m guessing that the NPC crowd skews a bit older than his usual audience. It was interesting to watch the younger folks in the crowd track so easily with his timing, rhythm and cultural references while for others the cues were perhaps not as clear.

In the afternoon, my wife and I attended Tony Jones‘ seminar on The New Christians: Dispatches from the Emergent Frontier. While Tony shared about some of the verbal fireworks from his pre-conference critical concerns course, this particular seminar was quite tame. Tony gave a great presentation and engaged the Q+A thoughtfully. We had a chance to speak with Tony for just a quick moment afterwards about some of the points of intersection and commonality between the Emergent community and what is happening in next-gen Asian American churches. I’ll be engaging these ideas in much more depth over the next several weeks as I’m scheduled to give a seminar on the Asian American church and post-modernism at SDAALC in April.

We’re also really glad to be hosting DJ Chuang for a couple of nights while he is in town checking out NPC. It has been fun to pick his brain and get his insights into a variety of topics. Maybe we’ll test his Guitar Hero skills at some point.

Our family just returned from the first real vacation we’ve had in years and we had a wonderful time.

One of the highlights of our trip was visiting the Grand Canyon. Our daughter enjoyed the snow there (yes, apparently it snows in Arizona and the fresh snowfall was beautiful). She even got to make a snowman, as evidenced below:

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This was my first trip to the Grand Canyon, and it was completely breathtaking. Before visiting, I’m not sure what I imagined (maybe a big hole in the ground?) but when we finally arrived and got our first glimpse I gasped out loud. My wife told me a story about a family she knew growing up who drove out from Southern California to the Grand Canyon, saw it, said, “What a grand canyon” and hopped right back into the car and returned home. However, we were in no hurry to leave — there was so much to take in.

My wife and I spoke during our trip home about how sometimes we need to experience really huge and beautiful things that remind us of how small we really are and how this sense of awe and wonder help us to reconnect with God in deeper ways (well, mostly my wife spoke and I listened and learned — she’s profound like that, and I’m a lucky man!).

When everything is human-sized and manageable, it is so easy for me to lose sight of the vastness of God. And, at times when I feel on the verge of being crushed by circumstances, I am so glad that my life is in His hands. There is a world of difference between feeling dumb or belittled because I just can’t get it right and being re-sized in the presence of Almighty God.

O Lord, our Lord, how majestic is your name in all the earth! – Psalm 8:1

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The next couple of months look like they’re shaping up to be a great time for Asian American ministry gatherings here in Southern California. There’s the AALC gathering up in Los Angeles right after Easter and the San Diego Asian American Leadership Conference coming up in April. My wife and I have enjoyed being on the planning team for SDAALC.

I have been doing some design work for SDAALC, trying to pull together all of the visual elements in a cohesive, compelling manner — including the website header above. The website is temporary, but includes most of the important information (date, location, speakers, etc.). Next up is putting together a brochure that we can begin passing around to churches, fellowships and individuals who are interested. Hopefully, the brochures will be ready to go within the next couple of weeks.

At the end of this month, my wife and I will be attending the National Pastors Convention here in SD. I’m looking forward to hearing from NT Wright, John Ortberg, Phyllis Tickle and Scot McKnight, among many other wonderful speakers. An added bonus: DJ Chuang will be in town for part of NPC, so I’m looking forward to hanging out with him again (we got to hang out a bit this weekend while DJ was in SD).

v-day.jpgNothing says, “Hey, you’re pretty cool and I would totally have given you this friendship card even if it were not basically mandated to give one to everyone in the class” like this Optimus Prime Valentine’s Day message that my daughter gave out to her preschool classmates today (among other assorted, totally non-sequitur Transformers messages):

Freedom is the right of all sentient beings, Valentine.

I suppose if you’re going to look for every possible (or impossible) marketing hook, tie-in or promotion, then you might as well really go for it. Maybe I can turn this into an Easter outreach postcard for our church :)

I lifted the title of this post from the Norwegian mid-90s punk band of the same name. While not necessarily the biggest fan of their music, I have always loved their name. Six words can convey so much.

Smith magazine is releasing a book called Not Quite What I Was Planning: Six-Word Memoirs By Writers Famous And Obscure. This book was inspired by the tale of Ernest Hemingway writing a compelling narrative in only six words: “For Sale: baby shoes, never worn.” The excerpts from Not Quite that I saw at NPR offer humor (Well, I thought it was funny – Stephen Colbert) and heartache (I still make coffee for two – newly single 27-year old) in unexpectedly powerful ways. In my mind, “Watching quietly from every door frame” paints an entire history.

If Linda Williamson had not already written it, Painful nerd kid, happy nerd adult would have been mine! Add your six-word memoir at the Bryant Park project (or just sort through gems like Miss you dad. You’d be proud and Job stinks. Art doesn’t pay. Dang amidst the assorted Yoda-sounding phrases).