Simba's Blogs

God Rocks!

Thursday, December 10th, 2009 by Simba

The smells were strange and unpleasant as we walked down the old hotel hallway. There were holes in the wall, and the closer we got to our destination, the louder the music got. My friend and I had been invited to try out for a local college band that is viewed as one [...]

Who Is Helping Me?

Saturday, April 11th, 2009 by Simba

After he almost cried four times during our talk, he just sat there and said “I understand.” Hoping that the next words out of his mouth were going to be “What must I do?”, I just waited. The feeling I had while waiting can best be described as painful longing. I really [...]

Sailing

Saturday, April 4th, 2009 by Simba

When sailing down a busy section of highway on a bike, the risk of injury and even death is tremendously high. Adding to the equation a big chunk of concrete on the bike path makes things even more dangerous. Though my friend was very close to severe injury and even death, he walked away with [...]

Grad Level Influence

Saturday, March 14th, 2009 by Simba

Some were gigantically bigger and some fantastically faster. Yet, some were shrimp-like smaller and some snail-like slower. Either way, the competition was intense as the rounds went on and on. Not knowing how many more games I could take, I kept going as I sensed God’s pleasure.
After much basketball, I told my [...]

Squirm and Turn or Squirm and Burn?

Saturday, February 28th, 2009 by Simba

The first meeting was filled with a high level of uncertainty and awkwardness. As the first encounter progressed, my shields had to go up real quick as the arrows began to fly with fury. I was impressed by this American’s creative verbal attacks, yet struggled not to be offended. Because of God’s [...]

Unexpected Attention

Thursday, February 5th, 2009 by Simba

About a week ago, the beating of a drum was heard. It was deep, steady, and warlike. Though we were tired from our hike back from my Chinese friend’s village, we decided to check it out. On our way into this ethnic minority community, we saw a basketball court filled with [...]

Four O’Clock Foolishness

Saturday, January 3rd, 2009 by Simba

The testosterone could be smelled. The warriors were ready to rumble with something, but they did not know what. The Bruce Lee movie had just ended, and it was time to practice some new moves. It happened to be four in the morning.
As I viciously approached the couch with my nun chucks [...]

If The Bible Is True…

Monday, December 22nd, 2008 by Simba

Who: zhao
What: is going to read the bible and discuss it with me
When: weekly
Where: wherever we can meet
Why: that he might believe what Dad says
How: we will both read and discuss what we have read each week
He might have been trying to be funny. He might have been [...]

Generational Love

Saturday, November 22nd, 2008 by Simba

The blond haired, Scandinavian rock star passed wearing his sunglasses. As he did, members of the crowd looked with smiles with laughter. Others looked on with scorn and condemnation. The rest were not sure if they were fans of him. My friend had put a blond wig on to be silly. We [...]

Big Fish…Bigger Captain

Saturday, November 1st, 2008 by Simba

When the gigantic creature swallowed the hook, the fisherman knew that a war had begun. The fisherman seemed to cut the distance between the enormous beast and the boat, but due to its ferocious pride and hunger for popularity, it would take off in the opposite direction. It comes from a school of [...]