Funny Thing. . .

Today I looked up "Martial Arts Instruction" in the "mobile", 5 pound 6 six inches thick, yellow book, hoping to find an activity to keep me fit.  I was looking for a judo dojo but came across several jiujitsu, hapkido, and one aikido centers. I wasn't sure of what exactly jiujitsu, aikido, and hapkido were so I turned to the the most trusted source of information known to common man. . .Wikipedia muhahaha.  Turns out that Jiujitsu, Aikido, and Hapkido are very similar and historically related martial arts disciplines that focus on a combination of locks, throws and kicks that try to disarm and neutralize an attacker.  They are said to be developed out of daito-ryuu aiki jujutsu, a martial arts made famous by a Japanese man named Takeda Sokaku.  Very famous guy, his picture was on all three wiki sites.  But here's the thing, there is a lot of tension behind the historical origin of hapkido.  Hapkido's origins are attributed to a Korean man named Choi Yong Sul who claims to have studied under as an adopted son of Takeda Sokaku (the famous daito-ryuu aiki jujutsu teacher) and gone back to Korea to teach his fellow citizens what he had learned.  However, his name does not appear on the family tree of Takeda Sokaku and due to the extension of racial tensions fostered during Japan's occupation of Korea, there are issues of nationalism that fuel controversy around the statement made by Choi. So why do I bring this up?  My first reaction to all of this, was honestly, what would people think?  What would "they" think if a Korean took up Jiu jitsu or aikido?  Would I be treated differently because of my race?  And if I joined the hapkido would I be seen as racist?  I don't want to be naive because the world is not color blind.  For instance, take to account the profiling that the government has practiced in its search for "terrorists" made me afraid to think would I have to face the consequences of how do I put it. . . not really racism but I guess an ugly mindset.  But then again, I don't really care.  Well, that's not completely true.  I mean, I took kendo, japanese fencing for almost 4 years with some of the nicest people I've known and most of them are Japanese.  The sport taught me discipline and gave me confidence.  It strengthed my body as well as my mind.  I made friends and it was a great experience all in all.  But still even after that, I somehow have the tendency of the fearing of what society might think. Can't be helped I guess, I am only human.  All I can do is be a man, and live my life, trusting God with whatever comes my way.  However, I was so suprised by my thoughts, though given I'm not the first to think such things, that I decided to write about it in this blog.  Funny thing. . .haha

Now on to a different topic: Friends and a lot of my beliefs and assumptions about the world.

One of my main goals for this past year was to establish relationships that would result in life long friends.  That is my sincerest belief and desire.  Jesus commanded us to love one another.  And here's my interpretation.  I believe that Jesus wanted us to create a community in which people act towards one another like brothers and sisters being vulnerable with one another in sharing each others' burdens.  To be able to show others through our relationships the love of Christ is a goal worth working hard for.  Of course my idea is not a very new or interesting thought and it is an ideal sometimes forgotten or should I rather say hindered by the consequences of intentionally seeking after it: rejection, misunderstanding and conflict.  But in life in order to really connect with people, these consequences happen whether we want them to or not.  Viewing all types of relationships through Christ's love is something that I've learned this year.  

I guess it's hard when we expose more of ourselves to others than we "ought to" and let people really see us for who we are. For me, I have always been an idealist, even now, here as I write, I admit that I am striving for an ideal that seems impossible and maybe considered foolish to some.  Even now I struggle to hold on to my beliefs.  I have always had this fear that people would not respond well to the flaws and inadequacies (selfishness, fear, laziness, pride, envy, greed) that I saw inside myself and I had been afraid to show.  These are areas in my life that I will work on, trusting God each step of the way. It only occurred to me sometime in the middle of my senior year, that the world is not perfect, people are not perfect and I do not have to be.  My belief and vision of what was perfect, was not perfect in any sense.   This realization got rid of my illusions about the world.  One thing I struggled with after my bubble was burst, was the fact that I had a lot to work on.  I have to admit I was down a lot of times throughout this past year when I did realize that I am really selfish and that I needed to think outside of myself and consider others more than myself.  I am so glad to have had friends around me that I could care for and really cared for me as well. They reminded me to be positive about life and trust God with everything and most importantly to be true to myself.

Here's another one of my beliefs, we can only love one another by believing in the person that God created them to be.  Only then can we really stick it out with that person when times get tough and we see flaws in the person we are trying love.  To give that person the benefit of the doubt and really say to yourself, I know that God's still working in this person and through them and even in me, that you can really accept the things that you don't necessarily care for in the other person.**  

Through Jesus's commandment, I hope to discover a more selfless purpose for my life. I want to learn to see others in the way God views them and to love them for it not because I hope to be loved by others, because I am already loved by God, but because God loves me.  

**This belief is based on my assumption of how people meet and get to know one another.  One meets a person and creates an impression of them, good or bad.  As one spend more time around that individual one gets to know more about them.  Sometimes the first impression is good, and we can continue to see good in that person, but if good is all that we see sometimes it can be an indicator that we are not really seeing all there is to see about the individual we are trying to love.  More importantly however, it is when the impression is good and we start to see flaws or when the impression is bad and we start to see more flaws that I feel that Jesus' message really counts. 

Transitions: Saying our goodbyes to the seniors.

Wow freshmen year is gone!  haha! its amazing and unbelievable all at the same time.  I have learned so much this past year and I have changed so much that I can't say that I'm the same person that I was walking on to campus in august.   I am so glad that I met such amazing friends that have supplemented to my "education" on life.  Leaving campus and seeing all the seniors for the last time was really heart wrenching.  What can I say?  I learned that the more you get to know people and pray for them and share their burdens, the more that you naturally start to care for them.  I was really glad that I got to know a lot of seniors and spend their final year in college with them.  Seniors who went beyond asking me about my name, major, and where I was rooming, and taking the time to find that I prefer a quantity of food over a small amount of quality food. Seniors who offered to tutor me through my three science courses all the while giving me advice and support whenever I needed it.  Even the seniors I met towards the end of the year were still amazing people that have left their permanent mark on me that I will never forget.  I keep hearing from those who have been through the bittersweet process of saying goodbye that I will learn to get used to this transition that occurs each year.  But it occurred to me that saying goodbye next year will be just as difficult next year as it was this year because I know that we will never again be with one another as we are.  I know this is a silly view to take because one never really says goodbye to true friends, but as I said my goodbyes, I could help but hang on to and treasure each moment I shared with these wonderful people who had come to share in my life.  

The First of Many To Come

my first blog post. ahaha!