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Faith Is A Funny Little Thing…

Friday, March 5th, 2010

‘Let me explain the problem science has with religion.’

The atheist professor of philosophy pauses before his class and then asks one of his new students to stand.

‘You’re a Christian, aren’t you, son?’

‘Yes sir,’ the student says.

‘So you believe in God?’

‘Absolutely. ‘

‘Is God good?’

‘Sure! God’s good.’

‘Is God all-powerful? Can God do anything?’

‘Yes’

‘Are you good or evil?’

‘The Bible says I’m evil.’

The professor grins knowingly. ‘Aha! The Bible! He considers for a moment. ‘Here’s one for you. Let’s say there’s a sick person over here and you can cure him. You can do it. Would you help him? Would you try?’

‘Yes sir, I would.’

‘So you’re good…!’

‘I wouldn’t say that.’

‘But why not say that? You’d help a sick and maimed person if you could. Most of us would if we could. But God doesn’t.’

The student does not answer, so the professor continues. ‘He doesn’t, does he? My brother was a Christian who died of cancer, even though he prayed to Jesus to heal him. How is this Jesus good? Can you answer that one?’

The student remains silent. ‘No, you can’t, can you?’ the professor says. He takes a sip of water from a glass on his desk to give the student time to relax. ‘Let’s start again, young fella. Is God good?’

‘Er..yes,’ the student says.

‘Is Satan good?’

The student doesn’t hesitate on this one. ‘No.’

‘Then where does Satan come from?’

The student falters. ‘From God’

‘That’s right. God made Satan, didn’t he? Tell me, son. Is there evil in this world?’

‘Yes, sir..’

‘Evil’s everywhere, isn’t it? And God did make everything, correct?’

‘Yes’

‘So who created evil?’ The professor continued, ‘If God created everything, then God created evil, since evil exists, and according to the principle that our works define who we are, then God is evil.’

Again, the student has no answer. ‘Is there sickness? Immorality? Hatred? Ugliness? All these terrible things, do they exist in this world?’

The student squirms on his feet. ‘Yes.’

‘So who created them?’

The student does not answer again, so the professor repeats his question. ‘Who created them?’ There is still no answer. Suddenly the lecturer breaks away to pace in front of the classroom. The class is mesmerized. ‘Tell me,’ he continues onto another student. ‘Do you believe in Jesus Christ, son?’

The student’s voice betrays him and cracks. ‘Yes, professor, I do.’

The old man stops pacing. ‘Science says you have five senses you use to identify and observe the world around you. Have you ever seen Jesus?’

‘No sir. I’ve never seen Him.’

‘Then tell us if you’ve ever heard your Jesus?’

‘No, sir, I have not..’

‘Have you ever felt your Jesus, tasted your Jesus or smelt your Jesus? Have you ever had any sensory perception of Jesus Christ, or God for that matter?’

‘No, sir, I’m afraid I haven’t.’

‘Yet you still believe in him?’

‘Yes’

‘According to the rules of empirical, testable, demonstrable protocol, science says your God doesn’t exist… What do you say to that, son?’

‘Nothing,’ the student replies.. ‘I only have my faith.’

‘Yes, faith,’ the professor repeats. ‘And that is the problem science has with God. There is no evidence, only faith.’

The student stands quietly for a moment, before asking a question of His own. ‘Professor, is there such thing as heat? ‘

‘Yes.’

‘And is there such a thing as cold?’

‘Yes, son, there’s cold too.’

‘No sir, there isn’t.’

The professor turns to face the student, obviously interested. The room suddenly becomes very quiet. The student begins to explain. ‘You can have lots of heat, even more heat, super-heat, mega-heat, unlimited heat, white heat, a little heat or no heat, but we don’t have anything called ‘cold’. We can hit down to 458 degrees below zero, which is no heat, but we can’t go any further after that. There is no such thing as cold; otherwise we would be able to go colder than the lowest -458 degrees. Every body or object is susceptible to study when it has or transmits energy, and heat is what makes a body or matter have or transmit energy. Absolute zero (-458 F) is the total absence of heat. You see, sir, cold is only a word we use to describe the absence of heat. We cannot measure cold. Heat we can measure in thermal units because heat is energy. Cold is not the opposite of heat, sir, just the absence of it.’

Silence across the room. A pen drops somewhere in the classroom, sounding like a hammer.

‘What about darkness, professor. Is there such a thing as darkness?’

‘Yes,’ the professor replies without hesitation.. ‘What is night if it isn’t darkness?’

‘You’re wrong again, sir. Darkness is not something; it is the absence of something. You can have low light, normal light, bright light, flashing light, but if you have no light constantly you have nothing and it’s called darkness, isn’t it? That’s the meaning we use to define the word. In reality, darkness isn’t. If it were, you would be able to make darkness darker, wouldn’t you?’

The professor begins to smile at the student in front of him. This will be a good semester. ‘So what point are you making, young man?’

‘Yes, professor. My point is, your philosophical premise is flawed to start with, and so your conclusion must also be flawed.’

The professor’s face cannot hide his surprise this time. ‘Flawed? Can you explain how?’

‘You are working on the premise of duality,’ the student explains.. ‘You argue that there is life and then there’s death; a good God and a bad God. You are viewing the concept of God as something finite, something we can measure. Sir, science can’t even explain a thought.’ ‘It uses electricity and magnetism, but has never seen, much less fully understood either one. To view death as the opposite of life is to be ignorant of the fact that death cannot exist as a substantive thing. Death is not the opposite of life, just the absence of it.’ ‘Now tell me, professor.. Do you teach your students that they evolved from a monkey?’

‘If you are referring to the natural evolutionary process, young man, yes, of course I do.’

‘Have you ever observed evolution with your own eyes, sir?’

The professor begins to shake his head, still smiling, as he realizes where the argument is going. A very good semester, indeed.

‘Since no one has ever observed the process of evolution at work and cannot even prove that this process is an on-going endeavor, are you not teaching your opinion, sir? Are you now not a scientist, but a preacher?’

The class is in uproar. The student remains silent until the commotion has subsided. ‘To continue the point you were making earlier to the other student, let me give you an example of what I mean.’ The student looks around the room. ‘Is there anyone in the class who has ever seen the professor’s brain?’ The class breaks out into laughter. ‘Is there anyone here who has ever heard the professor’s brain, felt the professor’s brain, touched or smelt the professor’s brain? No one appears to have done so. So, according to the established rules of empirical, stable, demonstrable protocol, science says that you have no brain, with all due respect, sir.’ ‘So if science says you have no brain, how can we trust your lectures, sir?’

Now the room is silent. The professor just stares at the student, his face unreadable. Finally, after what seems an eternity, the old man answers. ‘I Guess you’ll have to take them on faith.’

‘Now, you accept that there is faith, and, in fact, faith exists with life,’ the student continues. ‘Now, sir, is there such a thing as evil?’ Now uncertain, the professor responds, ‘Of course, there is. We see it Everyday. It is in the daily example of man’s inhumanity to man. It is in The multitude of crime and violence everywhere in the world. These manifestations are nothing else but evil.’

To this the student replied, ‘Evil does not exist sir, or at least it does not exist unto itself. Evil is simply the absence of God. It is just like darkness and cold, a word that man has created to describe the absence of God. God did not create evil. Evil is the result of what happens when man does not have God’s love present in his heart. It’s like the cold that comes when there is no heat or the darkness that comes when there is no light.’

The professor sat down.

PS: the student was Albert Einstein

Albert Einstein wrote a book titled God vs. Science in 1921…

My Version of Perfect Vision

Sunday, January 24th, 2010

Here’s one case where more is better – four eyes is better than two. I grew up envious of kids not having to wear those clumsy glasses. Perfect vision was my secret wish for christmases and birthdays year after year. That is, until my recent discovery. Lately I have been having problems with my glasses. They were giving me headaches because I guess my eyesight have changed over time. Like everyone else on this planet, who has time to change their glasses? And laser eye surgery?  That’s been an on-going debate for me since day one, and to this day, I am still too much of a chicken to do it.   So one Saturday morning as I was getting ready to go out, I just couldn’t bear those stupid glasses anymore. I just took off without them.

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Now my eyes are bad. Well, not “bad” bad like “I don’t know how many fingers you are holding up”, but bad enough to embarrass me if I ran into anyone I know and I ignore them because I couldn’t make out their faces.

As I was riding the elevator (in blurriness),  I was already waiting for myself to regret my stupidity.  But as soon as I stepped out in the sun, I knew I wasn’t turning back that day.  And I didn’t.

The world actually seemed like a better place without precision.   Plus, I get to use my imagination for once.   Since I couldn’t see anyone clearly, I felt like I was in my own bubble, undisturbed by the outside world. I couldn’t see anyone, and therefore, no one can see me.   (I guess it’s kind of like the ostrich that put its head in the ground.   And yes, I am beginning to see the ostrich’s logic!  :) )  This “seeing but not really seeing” gives me a new sense of peace and calm. It is almost like an out of body experience, except it is a little out of focus.

I quickly learned that blurry vision can truly add to the aesthetics of anything you see, much like what a dim light does to a classy expensive hotel. The flaws are hidden and everything seems more romantic. And for the cynics out there, when you come to a place where you would like to see clearly, you can a) get really really close or b) you can compensate with your imagination, which is better than the real thing most of the time anyways!

By the end of the trip, I was almost thankful for my less than perfect eyesight. Laser eye surgery? Maybe later (until my friends tease me again). For now, nearsightedness seems to be my free ticket to see a better world and I will enjoy it while I can.   So go ahead, take your glassess off.   Give your eyes a holiday and let your imagination fill in for a day.   You may see something different!  Something unexpected.  Or at the very least, you will appreciate your god-given vision more!

But for those of you who are braver than me and would consider doing laser eye surgery, I highly recommend Sanitorium Hospital in HK. I have friends that has gotten it done elsewhere at a slightly cheaper price and they were not satisfied.   You only have one pair of eyes in one lifetime, so give it the best treatment available! The technology has been out for long enough so that the price is affordable no matter which center you use. So be sensible and now is not the time to cut corners to save a few bucks!

A Smart Way to Help!

Thursday, January 14th, 2010

I know there are many charities out there, but this one caught my attention because their philosophy not only make sense, but it is “smart”.  For every dollar that he/she saves, you will match it $ for $ through Matchsavings.org. After faithfully saving for six months, the individual may withdraw the savings plus interest and receive your match. Now isn’t that simple and beautiful? We are not just helping the people need, we are helping them to help themselves! I am doing something, and they too, are doing something!  And the greatest thing is that they show commitment in improving themselves.

I hope the following article will shine light on something that you may consider doing.

Sparking a Savings Revolution

by Nicolas D. Kristof

There’s an old saying about poverty: Give me a fish, and I’ll eat for a day. Give me a fishing rod, and I’ll eat for a lifetime.

There are many variations in that theme. In Somalia, I heard a darker version: If I buy food, I’ll eat for a day. If I buy a gun, I’ll eat every day.

But these days, there’s evidence that one of the most effective tools to fight global poverty may be neither a fishing rod nor a gun, but a savings accounts. What we need is a savings revolution.

Right now, the world’s poor almost never have access to a bank account. Cash sits around and gets spent — and, frankly, often spent badly.

“We used to buy a three-liter bottle of Coke every day,” recalled Socorro Machado, a 49-year-old homemaker in a village here in northwestern Nicaragua. That was a bit less than a gallon, and the cost of $1.75 consumed a large share of the family’s budget.

Then Catholic Relief Services, an aid organization, arrived in the village with a new program to promote savings. It provided a wooden box with a padlock and organized savings groups of about 20 people who meet once or twice a month, typically bringing 50 cents or $1 to deposit in the box.

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Let the sand move you…

Monday, September 21st, 2009

Very very impressive…
I would have never thought a bucket of sand could create such powerful artwork.  It just goes to show that real talent could manifest itself in amazing unthinkable ways.  Without her golden touch, the sand was just the sand.  But she made it come alive with her heart, skill, and passion.  I love how she made it all into a story and let the music move us along.  You could see and feel the fire within her with her every movement and every stroke.  Heart and fire – that’s what moves and inspires people.  That’s what we should all live for…

Your kids do NOT hate you!

Thursday, August 20th, 2009

Have you ever met a grown adult that saids, “I wish my parents hadn’t been there for me when I was a teenager?” I didn’t think so. We hear the opposite most of the time, don’t we? See, kids might be confused, angry or even embarrassed by you. But you know something else? You are also like your kid’s oldest best friend that they haven’t seen in years! It may take a little to break that ice, but once it’s cracked, the flow is non-stoppable! Just imagine…

Let’s face it, we parents are human beings too. It is not easy to walk into a roomful of teenagers, having no idea what they are talking about, feeling outnumbered, out-cultured, and completely out of place. However, lets also face it, have you stopped talking to your kids? When was the last time you have a normal conversation with them? The last time you asked them about their friend, or their music, or that teacher he/she hates?

So go ahead and talk to them! You don’t have to know the latest Popstars or American Idol. The key is to not give up. Be curious. Be very curious and they will eventually respond to you. Everyone likes to talk about themselves, and that includes your teen. Don’t expect them to be forthcoming and don’t expect them to answer. They may shrug and act like they don’t care. But trust me, they want to talk. They are dying to talk to you! So keep trying, Parents!

Conditional Honesty?

Monday, August 10th, 2009

Today I picked up a wallet on the bus. I had just sat down when I spotted it laying bare on the seat next to mine.  Like it was the most natural thing to do, I grabbed it and held it as if it was mine.   I held my breath in secret excitement as I proceeded to check its content.

by Richard Hung

I soon concluded that there wasn’t much inside. The ID in the wallet reveals that the wallet belongs to a foreign maid. There was also a ten dollar bill and the insurance cards of 3 children that I am assuming are the kids of the family that she is working for. At that point, I made the decision to get it back to the owner.  And surely, I did so by the end of the day.

Though I certainly ended up doing the right thing, I cannot help but to wonder would I still have done the right thing under a different set of circumstances?   What if there was a lot of money in there?  What if I was really in need of the cash right there and then?  I would like to say that I would do the right thing under any conditions, but a part of me is skeptical.   Its akin to saying “I’ll dye for you.”  How would you really know that you are capable of doing such a thing until you’ve actually took a bullet for that person?  Maybe I’m being cynical, but ethics is a tricky topic.  And I thought doing the right thing will make me feel stronger and better about myself.  How ironic…

A dream becomes more than just a dream for Susan Boyle

Saturday, April 18th, 2009

Susan Boyle might have lost the competition, but she has won the hearts of millions around the world and will go down in history as an inspiration for all of us.   Dream on!

But remember.  A dream is just a dream.   A goal is a dream with a plan and a deadline.