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Anonymous asked: Hi there, my name is Andy Yoon and my wife and I are brainstorming baby names for our first son (due in May/June). So, to honor my Dad's wishes, we plan on naming him after the beloved disciple, John. But now we are debating on using Yohan instead of John and can't seem to agree on one or the other. So we did a Facebook search on the name Yohan Yoon, and we'd like to know how you like your name. In particular, did you get teased because of your name growing up? Like... Yo Yo, for example?

whoa! congratulations on your first son! 

I love my name, my parents named me after John the beloved as well. I wasn’t teased but I did get nicknames (Yo yo, Yo ho, yohooonie, yohanie, yahoo, etc.) but there aren’t many people with my name— and rarely will you find a korean with the name Yohan. 

Hope that helps! 

p.s. Yohan Yoon sounds the best in my opinion versus Yohan Kim, Choi, Lee, etc. :P 

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http://www.tmstrangefire.org/about

Oh my god -_- R.C. Sproul, John MacArthur, Phil Johnson and Steve Lawson and Mr. Conrad Mbewe who I do not know. 

Please get a life. The irony of the conference title.. 

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http://www.reddit.com/r/aww/comments/168qni/stevie_wonder_baby/

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Anonymous asked: any girls you're interested in? whats the age limit for you? how much older/younger would you go?

perhaps! i think i’m trying to veer away from that area of my life right now and focus on other things. 

Age limit would probably be at this point.. 2 years younger, 2 years older? 

I’m more concerned about maturity though

oh and please ask your questions on my new tumblr from now on

Anonymous asked: how's your relationship with God?

marriage is a process, hard to shake each other when you’re unified with God 

(John 17, Colossians 2, Galatians 2, Romans 6, blahbalhlalha etc.) 

But its turbulent and it’s a battle of learning self-sacrifice. Like all good relationships. And it’s remembering and being reminded of why you fight for what you fight for in the first place— because it’s worth it. 

“Anyone can give anything expensive, but it’s only those who understand sacrifice that can give something valuable.” 

I’m not perfect. But that’s okay— still dealing with things that any young man in his early twenties during his college years would experience: laziness, apathy, loneliness, fear/anxiety, pornography and lust— 

But God’s been faithful to me, despite my unfaithfulness to Him. And despite my actions, I wrestle to keep the intentions of my heart pure— and I hope that honors Him. 

oh and please ask your questions on my new tumblr from now on

Pretty Hands Covering Beautiful Face

Today I remembered a vision that a woman shared a long time ago. She saw this beautiful bride sitting in a locked room with a straight face. The door was rattling and banging as the bridegroom so desperately wanted to be with the one he loved so much. He was calling her name, begging her to open the door— and in the midst of this tragedy, the bride pointed to the marriage certificate hanging on the wall and she said, “All is well.” 

You can interpret this in so many different ways, she was sharing this in the context of the state of the church— but today God brought this back out and showed me a different aspect of this story. 

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I was driving home thinking about all of this and ended the night with a series of questions that were partnered with a bit of healthy frustration. I asked:

How do you get someone to be as equally passionate, if not more in a relationship? 

In other words, I was trying to figure out how God managed to get it through my thick skull.

Truth be told, I had a problem with looking at people in the eyes for a long time. I remember when Jacob Reeve first prayed for me at the Valencia House of Prayer, Jacob was staring dead into my eyes for about a minute (felt like an hour). I was so uncomfortable, and it was cause I was insecure about myself. 

Reality is, because I was insecure about myself— I obviously had things I was ashamed about. And the deeper reality was that since I had things I was ashamed about— I wasn’t able to look at God in the eyes without feeling scared or feeling like crap. 

Tying it together, I can’t remember how or when I got it. When did I unlock the door of shame so that I could allow God to truly love the hell out of me (literally)? When did I realize that my refusal to let go of my false insecurities and shame, was taking a heavy toll on my love relationship with God? How did He get it through my thick skull? 

Also, how freaking frustrating— 

It’s one of those moments when you remember something embarrassing while laying on your bed. Then you start having a seizure, kicking your legs and punching your bed because you’re still embarrassed by the former memory~ 

Jesus was trying to look at me and love the hell out of me, but I kept refusing because I was being selfish and prideful in my insecurities. 

And the more frustrating part was when I reflected on the broader aspect of it all:

Here’s a God that loves me so extravagantly, so immensely, so unconditionally— and I was reciprocating half-ass love rooted out of insecurity. Whats worse, I remember thinking that this was all okay! That my relationship with God was good or healthy or normal or something like that~ Which leads me to that first question…

How did you manage to knock me out of my luke warmness? How did you manage to shift the tides of passion in my heart? 

I imagined how heartbreaking it would be to want to love my wife so badly, but it just wasn’t happening because she wasn’t able to receive my passion for her. I’d tell her she’s beautiful, she’d say no. I’d tell her I love her, she’d ask why. I’d look at her in the eyes, and she’d look away. And I realized that there was a period of time where I was doing that to Jesus. 

But when and how did it all change? 

Perhaps it was the moment that I realized that what God was saying over my life weren’t just opinions. Maybe I realized that the same voice that was saying that I was worthy, beautiful, and all together lovely— was the same voice that spoke the world into creation. Yeah, maybe I realized that it wasn’t merely opinions, but what He was saying was truth and unmovable fact. 

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Many of us are still captives to a former life that doesn’t exist. We’re chained to sins that nobody in heaven even remembers. Paul writes that we’ve made an enemy of God in our minds. And now I understand even more that as we choose to comfortably and pridefully embrace our shame, instead of humbly receiving the love and truth that God declares over our lives— we constantly reject the lover that’s begging us to unlock the door.

And I realize that the moment we allow the full love of God to overtake us, we reciprocate back in beautiful passion— passion thats fueled by the same love that was poured into us. 

That’s what overflow looks like. 

Roots

Fear is based out of self preservation. Love is based out of self-sacrifice. The way to know if you’re acting out of purity is to question your actions/decisions and observe if your motives are rooted in fear or love.

It’s so important to constantly check yourself and the motives in which you make decisions and act. Much of why we do, what we do, is based out of insecurities and an orphan spirit. If we allow ourselves to constantly give into our fears, and not push the brakes on the things that become routine in our lives— then we lose ourselves to ourselves. 

That’s why the good news is the good news. Because our lives are mainly fear driven, and the manner in which we live life rolls on so much that it catches this giant fear momentum. So much so that it becomes too painful or frightening to stop what we’re doing and reconsider everything. 

We don’t want to waste time, we don’t want to regret, we don’t want to make a mistake, and we don’t want to fail. We want security, we want comfort, we want to feel assured that everything’s going to be okay. 

But we have a savior, a friend, a companion, a lover, and an everlasting Father that is vigilante for the integrity of our hearts and lives. 

And the good news is that it’s easy. 

I started reading a book about Hudson Taylor’s life today, and he wrote in his journal “I’ve never once sacrificed anything for God.” 

Maybe if God showed up and made a train-wreck of our hearts, such huge decisions would seem minuscule in the light of extravagant love. We need a God encounter. 

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We can’t lose ourselves to our fear and insecurities. Otherwise Christ died in vain. 

God, challenge the motives of our hearts. Disturb us God… Shake everything in our lives that can be shaken. Your love changes the game. Dreams, encounters, visitations, sozo’s, healing— You won’t withhold to those who ask~