Eugene Cho

why i blog

I’m glad that folks enjoying reading this blog. But the main reason why I blog isn’t to appease the billions that read the blog.  It helps my level of sanity to e-journal if you will.  And honestly, I’m trying to be as accesible to folks from my church, friends, curious inquirers from the larger blogosphere, fellow Seattlites, and perverts with a fetish for “orientals” that search for “Korean Beauty” on search engines.

I regularly try to encourage other pastors and leaders to make time to share some of their musings at least twice/week.  Try to be accessible and engage the larger Context, Culture, and Conversation.  Here are some other reasons why I blog:

  1. To process some of my own thoughts, struggles, and dreams. Most of these are just my vomitaceous thoughts.
  2. To leverage my blog and technology for the purposes of doing good. My vision is:  Human Relationships + Technology + Vision & Integrity = Movement.  This is the formula for One Day’s Wages.
  3. To connect with my faith community. While I am the primary teacher at Quest, I discovered a growing disconnect with the church – particularly as the church grew larger. This blog is another way to connect with this community.  I don’t want to only be a dude behind a pulpit.  That would seriously suck.
  4. To connect with others in Seattle – both secular and christian. When people ask me where I pastor, I honestly think to myself [and sometimes respond]: “I pastor the greater Seattle area.” You’d be surprised at the number of people that have randomly come up to me and said, “I know you through your blog.”  Kinda freaky but kinda cool as long as they’re not blog stalkers.
  5. To add my voice to the blogosphere and particularly those who share similar interests. I enjoy reading other people’s blogs but sometimes it feels suffocating because like many things, it’s dominated by White Men. Nothing against my white male brothers – particularly those with tattoos and frizzy goattees but I felt compelled to add my voice to the collective and to hopefully inspire others to raise up their voices.
  6. For better or worse [meaning: learn from my mistakes], be a mentor to younger pastors and leaders – particularly to churchplanters, Asian-American pastors, and other Christian leaders and pastors who especially wrestle with their sense of ecclesiology and missiology in a fast changing postmodern and postchurch world. I’m 37 and need to stop dorking around and do my part before I croak and die in another 37.
  7. To record my journey – so that one day, my kids can read about the journeys of their old man. I really really want my kids to grow up thinking that their father was at least a little hip. Seriously, I hope wordpress doesn’t go defunct anytime soon or that would really suck too.
  8. To someone reveal that pastors or Christians aren’t stupid religious people that don’t have the ability to engage in humor, critical thought, or have “regular” lives.  I’m a Christian and a follower of Jesus but I ain’t perfect, saintly, or perfectly holy.  I fart just like you and sometimes, they’re bad.  Really bad.

If you’re new to this, there’s a few posts [and comments] I’d recommend checking out:

Random Nonsense Posts that for whatever reason got responses: Please Stop Dancing [Glad to know that we have some readers from the ’80s and fans of Rick Astley.]; Heroes the TV show [Who knew people loved their TV so much?]; How about the post seeking an explanation behind the lure of the Apple Computer Cult?   And a little satire that cranked out some interesting responses: 10 Reasons why Men Should not be Ordained.

And before I get any more pranks calls, quasi threats, or rocks thrown through our church windows, please read this carefully:

This is my personal blog. The views, words, posts, thoughts, rants, visions, and ideas represented here are my own, not those of Quest Church, Q Cafe, my family, my ethnic Korean countrypeople, the city of Seattle where I live, the USA of which I am a citizen, or the totality of the Christian faith and community. As I spew out some vomitaceous thoughts for conversation, connection, amusement, and critical discourse, I seek to grant and receive grace.

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Today, Minhee and I dropped off our eldest child at her college. We have been thinking and praying about this day for many years. On some days, we hoped it would never come. On other days, we couldn't wait for it to come. On some days, we prayed for time to stop and other days, we prayed with anticipation. 
After an entire summer of laughing it off, it hit us...hard...this week. Seeing all of her stuff laid out on the basement floor was the catalyst to a load of emotions.

After unloading the car and taking her stuff to her new home for this year and mindful that she might never live with us again; helping sort out her stuff, saying hello to her roommates...I wasn't sure what to do or say.

A flood of thoughts rushed my mind.

Is she ready?
Have we done enough?
Have we taught her enough? 
What if this? What if that?

And so we shared what we have shared with her the moment she began to understand words: "Remember who you are. Remember WHO you belong to. Remember what you're about. God loves you so much. Please hold God's Word and His promises close and dear to your heart. We love you so much and we are so proud of you." And with that, we said goodbye. Even if she may not be thousands of miles away, this is a new chapter for her and even for us. I kept it composed. Her roommate was staring at me. I didn't want to be that father. I have street cred to uphold. Another final hug. 
And I came home.
And I wept.
Forget my street cred.
I miss her. I love her.
She will always be my little baby.

I'm no parenting guru. I just laughed as I wrote that line. No, I'm stumbling and bumbling along but I'd love to share an ephiphany I learned not that long ago. Coming to this realization was incredibly painful but simultaneously, liberating. To be honest, it was the ultimate game-changer in my understanding as a parent seeking after the heart of God.

While there are many methods, tools, philosophies, and biblical principles to parenting, there is – in my opinion – only one purpose or destination.

Our purpose as parents is to eventually…release them. Send forth. For His glory. Met a friend and fellow pastor who I haven't seen in over 20 years. In him, I saw a glimpse of my future. While only 10 years older, his kids are married and he's now a grandfather of 3. His love for his wife and family were so evident and his passion for the Gospel has not wavered. It was so good to see someone a bit older still passionately serving the Lord with such joy and faithfulness. Lord, help me to keep running the race for your Glory. Happy wife.
Happy life. - Eugenius 3:16

I still remember that time, many years ago, when Minhee was pregnant with our first child. She had left her family and friends in Korea just two years before. Her morning sickness was horrible and when she finally had an appetite, she craved her favorite Korean food from certain restaurants in her neighborhood in Seoul, Korea. I had no way of getting that food from those restaurants so I actually said, "How about a Whopper? Big Mac?" Sorry honey. Eat away. You deserve it. I don't care if it sounds mushy but sunsets are one of my love languages. Seoul, Korea was amazing but WOW...what a breathtaking welcome back sunset by Seattle. Not ready to let go of summer. Seattle. 7:00pm. Desperately holding on to summer. #goldengardenpark #nofilter Happy Birthday, Minhee! I'm so grateful for you. You radiate faith, hope, and love.  No...you don't complete me. That would be silly and simply humanly impossible but you keep pointing me and our family to Christ who informs and transforms our lives, marriage, family, and ministry. Thanks for being so faithful. I love you so much. (* And what a gift to be in Korea together.)

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