Top Aspiring Experts and Professionals Gather at Stanford to Pray

On October 16th, over 30 students (and some who’d already received their degrees) from Stanford, Berkeley, UC San Francisco, and UC Santa Cruz gathered at Stanford’s Old Union building for a “jam session.” These are people studying at the best research and trade schools in the world, getting medical, dental, PhD, and masters degrees. Types of research and professions was anywhere from medicine, computer science, philosophy, to chemical engineering. I’m certain that I shared an evening with the most well educated, if not some of the most talented and intelligent people in the world.

If you want to know a bit of the history, here’s a general introduction. Logistically, this started coming together at the InterVarsity Graduate Student Winter Retreat where I met Ethan and heard about his Multi-Faith Forum at Stanford. I went to that, and there, the thought occurs to me that UC San Francisco wasn’t at the last two retreats (which consisted of grad students fom Stanford, Berkeley, and UCSC). I asked the Grad Fellowship leader at Stanford why UCSF has never been, and the rest of story can be found here:

My last post was about chillin’ with my Stanford friends, and while we were there, I realized that we have no contact with those at UCSF. I asked the Stanford InterVarsity grad director, Pete, why UCSF never comes to our grad retreat (over the winter). He says that they’re invited every year, but never come. Invitations don’t make things happen though, relationships do, and that’s where this story begins.

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Tale of Two Concerts

First, I do want to say that so much happens in my life, that it seems impossible to write it all down. I’m trying the best I can, haha. This weekend, however, merits a quick recap.

Friday night, I met at the Johnson’s house to drive to San Jose for a Jake Hamilton concert. I first heard Jake in Atlanta, when I was there for an Artificial Intelligence conference, and also, where I received the gift of tongues (that’s a story for another blog post). After the concert on Friday, I go to the Santa Cruz diner with Jake and his band, and the next morning we all kick it over some breakfast casserole. After breakfast, I head back to San Jose for an Israel Houghton concert.

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The Call 2010, Prayer at the California Capitol, Sacramento


0903102044-1024x76810 years ago, in DC, Lou Engle got 400,000 Christians together to pray for their nation. Now, let’s get the elephant out of the room, and google: Lou Engle. Among the links you may find Christians calling him a heretic or activists calling him a homophobe. He may or may not be those things, but I’ve yet to hear anything he’s said to make me think he is not Christian or that he hates gays. I met Lou a few years ago when I went to check out what JHOP was doing at Harvard. Let’s just say that it was intense without much explanation, but it prepared me for what to expect at The Call in Sacramento. (The Call was far more “normal” than what I remembered of zealous intercessors at Harvard).

The night started 6 pm on Friday, and was much like the Jesus Culture Conference I experienced at Atlanta. A lot of music and energetic Christians. Funny thing though, most of the Christians seemed 21 and under or 40 and over. There seems to be a gap of mid 20’s to late 30’s that are underrepresented. Anyhow, nothing from the first night would spark any controversy. The only thing I heard was Lou asking for marriages to stay together, contending for families. I listened as I wandered through the crowds, eventually making myself front-row center of the stage. There’s just something about IHOP-style music that moves me.

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I'm Always a Year Off…

“Always” is a bit of an exaggeration; however, I recently realized that I often find myself trying things a year before they actually happen. The only reason I’m able to wait a year is because of how frustrated I’d become over the long week or two of waiting, and give up.  I’ll recount three most memorable instances of this: The Biggest Thing I’d Ever Tried to do by Myself In 2002, I wanted to bring the University of Delaware Jazz Ensembles to the campus outdoors. I, myself, love jazz so much and needed to share this love with the rest of my … Continue reading I'm Always a Year Off…