Panic in the street

Lately it has become a frequent occurrence for me to leave my apartment and look down in a panic to make sure my underwear isn’t showing. Like maybe I forgot to put shorts on or I forgot to button my pants up.

I don’t know.



A week and a half ago I went to Singapore for Chinese New Year. It was awesome and I have been wanting to share my adventure, but I have been super busy.

Last night I finally finished grading my students’ research papers, which took me a total of 12-13 hours to read and grade. I’m scarred forever.

But enough about the boring, painful parts of my lyfe, let’s talk about Singapore.


Dang. I can’t share everything. This post would be too long. So, here are my top 10 highlights in random order (because I hate ranking things)!


  • Going to the world’s largest aquarium. 


  • The Singapore Zoo, which is huge and awesome.



  • While waiting in a 30ish minute line to enter the Night Safari portion of the zoo, a lady and her husband kept trying to cut us. The first time she tried (approximately 10 minutes into waiting), I noticed and cut her off. Then to show her who was boss, I kept leaning back to reclaim my personal bubble. But then when we were rounding the next corner, she cut us off! What!? Anika, who is more bold than I, moved right next to her waiting for the opportunity to reclaim what was ours. The moment came and she struck, and quickly us 3 boys joined her back in our rightful place. We then made an impassable line so history would not repeat itself.
  • Eating Subway.
  • Meeting up with a friend from college who is teaching in Singapore.



  • Going to a water park that has dolphins at it. Someday soon, the dolphins will be able to swim around the park. Crazy.



  • Duty free stores at the airport.
  • Finally getting to see the Merlion.



  • This fish’s name.



  • These guys.



In all fairness

There are a few core concepts I live my life by, and fairness is one of those. In fact, fairness guides most of my actions and thoughts, and forms my views of the world.

If something is not fair, it really bothers me.

Accordingly, I have never really liked the parable of the Prodigal Son. Dumb son takes his money, abandons his family, and goes and acts like an idiot for a few years. Meanwhile, good son stays at home and works for his father and demonstrates hard work and respect for his family. Dumb son comes back home because he wasted his money, and Dad throws a huge party to welcome him back.

What? That’s not fair!

Good son deserves the party! Good son never betrayed his family and acted like a fool!


I was reading a book this weekend, Love Wins by Rob Bell, and he described the Prodigal Son parable. As I was reading, part of his commentary smacked me in the face:

“…the father redefines fairness. It’s not that his father hasn’t been fair with him; it’s that his father never set out to be fair in the first place. Grace and generosity aren’t fair; that’s their very essence. The father sees the younger brother’s return as one more occasion to practice unfairness. The younger son doesn’t deserve a party–that’s the point of the party. That’s how things work in the father’s world. Profound unfairness.”


After reading that, I couldn’t stop thinking about how much sense it finally made. Like, DUH.

How awesome is it that our God is not fair? I can’t even begin to express how thankful I am for that.