Just as [Un]planned

Hello Blogging Family, thank you for your prayers and encouragement in response to our recent news! Between our upcoming move to Indianapolis, and Grace’s unexpectedly clear MRI, God has really been teaching us to trust in Him in recent weeks.

Have you ever felt like only about 17% of your plans come to fruition the way you anticipated? Maybe some of us can boast of a >50% success rate. But even the best planners among us can’t guarantee a 100% success rate, because, well, we aren’t God.

Isn’t it interesting how, despite knowing this in our heads, we often still get surprised or frustrated when our powers of prediction fail us? When, inevitably, an unlooked for circumstantial factor enters the equation, or people somehow don’t react the way we thought they would, or should?

Reflecting on my own life, I can name many examples of how God “redirected” my plans: when I was in college, I wanted to teach at a college/university. God has placed me in K-12 environments, in which I’ve grown so much as an educator, and for which I am very grateful. I had also anticipated staying in San Jose for the bulk of my teaching and administrative career, but God has opened the door for a new chapter in Indiana.

Even before I’d met Grace, I had wanted to one day get married and have a family; eleven months into our first year of marriage, Grace experienced her accident. This eventually led to us being told by medical professionals that the biological route to parenthood would be closed to us permanently, due to Grace’s seizures, and still partially-dissected carotid artery. In God’s wonderful sovereignty, at this point, He has removed both of those medical barriers.

Wow. Thank you Lord!

God gives, and God takes away. All things are from Him, through Him, and to Him. The apostle James gently but firmly reminds us:

Come now, you who say, โ€œToday or tomorrow we will go into such and such a town and spend a year there and trade and make a profitโ€โ€” yet you do not know what tomorrow will bring. What is your life? For you are a mist that appears for a little time and then vanishes. Instead you ought to say, โ€œIf the Lord wills, we will live and do this or that.”

James 4:13-15

As we walk with the Lord each day, may we more and more learn to surrender all aspects of our lives to Him, trusting that He knows infinitely more than we do, and He cares for us more than we can comprehend. When He “redirects” us, it will always be for His glory and our good.

Whatever you are facing today, whatever decisions need to be made, whatever unexpected news reaches you–know that the God of the universe is with you, and He will shepherd you with goodness and mercy. May we be encouraged by the lyrics to this song:

“Many things about tomorrow,
I don’t seem to understand;
But I know who holds tomorrow,
And I know who holds my hand.”

New Horizons

Hello Blogging Family, Grace and I have some bittersweet news to share…after nine and a half years in San Jose, Lord-willing we will be relocating to Indianapolis next month! I’m excited to share that I’ve accepted the position of Fine Arts Director at Heritage Christian School. The Lord has been so gracious to open this door of opportunity, and we are trusting Him to continue guiding us in this next chapter.

As the prophet Jeremiah said:

“The steadfast love of the Lord never ceases;
    His mercies never come to an end;
they are new every morning;
    great is Your faithfulness.”

lamentations 3:22-23

Truly, great is God’s faithfulness. It’s often easier to see this in hindsight, but it is nevertheless true at all times. When Grace and I moved from Riverside to San Jose in June 2017, we could never have imagined all that lay ahead for us here. We moved with the mindset of, “God will provide” — and He did, in a way only He could have.

As many of you know, my training is as a musician; my undergraduate and Master’s degrees are in Piano Performance. In tech-saturated Silicon Valley, this is a bit of a niche skill set. Many professional musicians make a living by combining incomes from performing, teaching, and maybe composing or arranging. However, given Grace’s acute medical needs at that time, I knew we needed more financial stability than a gigging lifestyle could provide. Teaching music at a school would allow me to use my music training while providing a stable income.

In God’s great mercy, He opened the door for me to work at Valley Christian Schools (VCS) immediately after we moved to San Jose. I initially applied to teach Junior High science (not having a professional background in science, but knocking on every door I could find). In God’s providence, very kind and helpful people helped me connect with the Director of the Conservatory of the Arts at VCS. I spoke with him and he graciously invited me to join the Conservatory team as a Junior High and High School teacher.

Over time, I shifted my emphasis from teaching to school administration. Four years ago I took on the role of Associate Director for the Conservatory; and last summer by God’s grace I completed my EdD in Organizational Leadership. I’ve really enjoyed working in school administration, as it’s given me the opportunity to think strategically while at the same time continue to work with teachers, students, and families.

This past summer, I became aware of Heritage’s search for someone to lead their arts department; we connected, and on August 31st, Grace and I flew out to Indianapolis so that the following day I could visit Heritage in person. In God’s timing, the Fine Arts Director position was offered, and I accepted. (Incidentally, this is also where the picture above comes in; we had reserved a “compact” rental car online, but received the pictured Jeep Wrangler instead! Neither Grace nor I had driven a Jeep before, so this was also a new adventure. ๐Ÿ˜‰)

I used the word “bittersweet” at the beginning of this post because, while Grace and I are excited for this next stage in my career, we are at the same time very much not looking forward to saying goodbye to the many wonderful people we’ve met and formed relationships with here in the Bay Area. To our San Jose community: thank you for being channels of God’s blessing in our lives over these past nine years. May you seek the Lord more and more each day, and may He lead and bless you.

To our future friends and community in Indianapolis: We look forward to walking alongside you, and pray that God would use us to bless and encourage one another as we seek to honor Him in all we do. To all our blog family, thank you for faithfully walking with us over the past (almost) ten years! Here’s to new horizons.

Heritage Christian School, Indianapolis, IN

Established in Every Season

Good morning, Blogging Family! Two weeks ago Grace and I were looking for a new redwoods park to explore, and we found Bear Creek Redwoods Open Preserve, which was only 30 minutes away. Most other forests are over an hour away, either by Oakland or across the Golden Gate Bridge in Marin County. As you can see in Grace’s photo at the end of this post, we even spotted a heron successfully hunting a mouse!

While we were exploring, it was amazing to consider that the redwoods around us could live for hundreds of years, far longer than any human. It’s even more amazing to think about how “old” God is–that He is, in fact, older than time itself! He is beyond time; He transcends it. He is eternal.

This August also marks the beginning of my 10th year at VCS. I’m grateful for God’s grace and mercy in bringing me to this milestone! Yet ten years are like the blink of an eye, from an eternal perspective. As Moses said in Psalm 90:

“Lord, you have been our dwelling place
    in all generations.
Before the mountains were brought forth,
    or ever you had formed the earth and the world,
    from everlasting to everlasting you are God.

You return man to dust
    and say, ‘Return, O children of man!’
For a thousand years in your sight
    are but as yesterday when it is past,
    or as a watch in the night.” (Ps 90:1-4)

I don’t know what this year will hold, but I know that God is still God. He has been my dwelling place, and will continue to be. Whatever you may be facing in this season, I pray that God’s eternal nature will comfort you too as you depend on His sovereign care for you. As Moses prayed, may we also pray:

“So teach us to number our days
that we may get a heart of wisdom.”

Psalm 90:12

May God “establish the work of our hands” (Ps 90:17) as we humbly walk with Him each day, doing our best to steward what He has entrusted to us. One day soon, by the grace of Christ, we will see the Eternal One face to face and enjoy being with Him forever. Blessings to you!

Mindful of Us All

Hello Blogging Family! It’s now been just about a month since Grace and I returned from our trip to Australia and Indonesia. I’m still so thankful that God allowed us to travel together, since in the early days of Grace’s accident I would’ve absolutely ruled out international travel. It’s good to be proven wrong by God.

The picture above is from Newport Beach in Sydney. June is winter in Australia, so the temperature was in the 60’s when we visited this beach, pleasantly cool and not too hot at all! We were among the only people there that afternoon. I was struck by the wide expanse of the sky meeting the curving horizon in the distance. The view was bounded by towering rock cliffs on either side of the beach, creating a picturesque cove.

Living in the middle of a busy, tech-saturated city, it’s easy for me to forget the grandeur of the natural world God created. As impressive as man’s creations have been, they pale in comparison to the works of the Creator Himself–including ourselves.

Psalm 100:2 reminds us: “Know that the Lord, he is God! It is he who made us, and we are his; we are his people, and the sheep of his pasture.”

And David, in Psalm 8, famously said:

When I look at your heavens, the work of your fingers,
ย ย ย ย the moon and the stars, which you have set in place,
what is man that you are mindful of him,
ย ย ย ย and the son of man that you care for him? O Lord, our Lord, how majestic is your name in all the earth!

Psalm 8:3-4, 9

How majestic is the name of the Lord, in Australia, Indonesia, California, and across the whole world! God, in His wisdom and grace, has made you and me “a little lower than the heavenly beings” (Ps 8:5). As human beings we bear the image of God Himself. What an incredible privilege!

Yet may we also never forget that we were never meant to be the center of the universe–either the actual physical universe, or the private ones each of us inhabit in our hearts and minds. Yesterday, our pastor was preaching on the topic of missions, and he pointed out that perhaps many of us have yet to experience the “Copernican revolution” of replacing a man-centered view of the reality with a God-centered view.

A God-centered view of reality was what prompted David to cry out, “What is man that you are mindful of him?” Is that how we view ourselves today?

Sometimes, even when I’m not fully aware of it, I act as if God owes me something. When I don’t get what I want, or get what I don’t want, the frustration or bitterness that ensues proves that, in that moment, I’m not viewing Him as my Lord but rather as my benefactor.

But Jesus’ rightful title has always been and will always be, “King of Kings and Lord of Lords” (Rev 19:16). The ultimate joy and blessing of this life and the next is to personally know and be known by the God who created the world, and us–to worship and enjoy our Savior and King forever. Be encouraged today that, in His grace, He is mindful of us.

Working Witness

Hello Blogging Family! Last Saturday Grace and I had the opportunity to attend Valley Christian School’s Warrior Celebration, where we honored our previous president’s 40 years of service to the school and looked ahead to the future. It’s hard to believe this is my ninth year working at VCS, and I’m thankful for how God has used this school to provide for me and Grace and allow us to live in the Bay Area.

My role at the school has changed over the years, and one of the more recent developments is overseeing the student Worship Team, which we call Warrior Worship (our school mascot is the Warriors). We have chapel once a week on Wednesdays, which normally start with a time of musical worship and then goes into a message. A team of high school students leads the music portion, and I’ve really appreciated getting to work with them as their teacher.

For the worship team class, our class periods involve rehearsing music, but my favorite part are the portions when we consider what it means to live with God and for God — in short, discipleship. We have discussions such as:

Q: “Why do we worship?”

A: “Because God is worthy of our worship.” (1 Chron 16:25; Ps 145:3)

Q: “Why is God worthy of our worship?”

A: “Because of who He is and what He has done.” (Rev 4:11; Ps 103:1-5)

Many of students who attend Valley are not from Christian backgrounds, so I’m proud of the students who serve on worship team, and all the other students who have chosen to actively represent Christ to their peers. I’m reminded each day too that all of my actions as a teacher directly or indirectly constitute a witness for Jesus. What kind of a witness am I? Am I being faithful to honor Him through my words and actions?

Whether we work in a secular or Christian context, may we always remember that God’s eternal purposes also include our professional lives; even if you are not working right now, you are still an ambassador for Christ to every person you interact with today. May God be glorified through us wherever we are.

Spring into Music & Poetry

Hello Blogging Family! Spring is upon us, and I’ve also been enjoying my spring break from Valley Christian. This week, Grace and I got to share about violin and piano to our local Classical Conversations homeschool community at Hillside Church. This was our second visit; we were very blessed to visit CC last year too. I was never homeschooled, but Grace was, from kindergarten all the way until she graduated high school!

This year, our topic was “How to listen to music.” Grace and I talked about how composers structure their pieces, how they create colors and moods using different scales, and how you can enhance your enjoyment of classical music by creating a narrative while listening. The kids were very attentive and asked great questions. Grace played Mendelssohn’s “Auf Flรผgeln des Gesanges (On Wings of Song),” and I played Bach’s Invention No. 4 in D minor and Rachmaninoff’s Prelude in G# minor, Op. 32 No. 12.

In addition to visiting the CC community, Grace also recently received an invitation from San Jose Public Library (SJPL) to host a poetry workshop at the main branch downtown! The librarian had seen Grace in the SJPL database from a fiction workshop Grace taught last year, and thought she would be a good fit for their “Spring into Poetry” initiative. So Grace got to work preparing a presentation suitable for kids and adults, and this past Monday we made our way to the MLK Jr. Library for the workshop (my role was moral support).

We’re so thankful for the chance to connect with the attendees over poetry, enjoying the God-given gift of creativity expressed through language. Fun fact: one poet Grace and I both love is W. S. Merwin – if you’ve never read him before, check him out!

So, so far it’s been a very arts-filled week! It’s amazing how much beauty and meaning can be captured and expressed through the arts; all this is ultimately a reflection of God’s beauty, since He is the one who created all things (including us, in His image!). As the Psalmist said:

The heavens declare the glory of God,
    and the sky above proclaims his handiwork.

Psalm 19:1

May we see glimpses of God’s beauty and goodness in the world around us today, even by reading a good poem or listening to a piece of music!

Thumbs Up from the ER

Hello Blogging Family! Greetings from a teacher who is enjoying Ski Week ๐Ÿ˜Š For those unfamiliar with this tradition, schools in the San Jose area take the third week of February off for students to [presumably] enjoy going to the nearby mountains to ski. I myself am not a skier, but won’t say no to a week off!

Two weeks ago, Grace and I found ourselves once more at the ER. Thankfully, it’s been more than a year since we’ve had to go in, so while this trip was unnerving, it was also a great reminder of how far she’s come and how graciously and powerfully God has worked in our lives. She’s asked me to write this update for you all since typing is still a bit challenging for her while she recovers!

Two Wednesdays ago it was a little past 2 pm and I was in a meeting at work, when Grace called me. This was unusual since she knew I was working, so I took it.

“Hello?”

“I’ve hurt my hand really badly and need to go to the ER, so I need you to come home right now.”

“Did you cut it?”

“Just come home.”

With that, I made a hasty exit from my meeting and hurried to my car. I was once again very thankful that Grace and I live close to the school where I work. I made it home and saw Grace sitting on the floor, propped up against the kitchen cabinets, and, sure enough, her hand was badly cut (I will spare all the graphic details).

En route to the ER, I learned that Grace had been opening up a can and the lid had sliced deeply through the pad of her thumb. Due to her strokes from her initial accident almost 10 years ago, Grace has no sensation in her left hand and has to do all her kitchen tasks one-handed with sensory input from only her right hand, which, as you can imagine, makes things more difficult and, in this case, also more dangerous.

We got to the ER, and a nurse sat Grace down in the intake chair, asking the customary questions. When she got to the “Pain from 1 to 10?” question, Grace said “Seven,” and then passed out. We’re still not sure why this happened, but possible causes were that Grace never ate lunch (she was making it when she cut her hand) and/or loss of blood. A team of nurses surged to her and they took her in to a room right away. I noted she had a history of strokes and a TBI, and they let me in too.

By the time I got to the room, Grace was coming to. She was still a bit groggy, when when they asked her what happened, she said she didn’t remember. (Later she told me that when she was regaining consciousness, all she could see was white light, and she heard people’s voices speaking near her (the nurses) but it didn’t sound like they were speaking English).

To fast forward through the next four hours or so: we were very blessed to be attended by kind medical staff, who cleaned Grace’s wound and ran various tests. The ER doctor was also friendly, and although at first he thought Grace’s wound could be fixed using glue, but once all the blood was gone and he was able to assess the injury he concluded, “This needs stitches.”

So five stitches were put in her thumb pad, and they discharged us home. Grace was a trooper through all this; she has a remarkably high pain tolerance, which at times has actually prevented medical staff from accurately assessing her real pain level or the severity of what needs to be treated.

The following week brought with it a steady regimen of wound care, which for both of us was reminiscent of the first year post-accident. Thankfully, stitches were taken out this past weekend after the first 10 days, and the cut is healing well, although it was still open when he stitches came out, so she does still need to wear a splint and continue some care until it closes. All in all, we are grateful that there was no nerve damage, and no infection during initial healing.

This latest ER trip was not part of Grace’s or my plans two Wednesdays ago, but in His providence God had Grace go through this too. We trust that every event of our lives is under His wise and loving care, even the painful and unexpected things. I pray that whatever you may be facing right now, you will know God’s tender care for you, wise purposes for you, and power indwelling you through His Spirit. Thanks as always for walking with us!

New Year, New Decade of Marriage

Hello Blogging Family! Welcome to 2026 ๐Ÿ™‚ On Christmas Day a few weeks ago, Grace and I (and Grace’s parents) flew out to Savannah, GA to visit Grace’s sister’s family as well as extended family. This was my fourth visit to Savannah, and I’m starting to feel more familiar with its roads and freeways, the food and weather, and the surrounding areas. It’s quite different from Silicon Valley! I enjoy the slower pace of life, and the emphasis on community. I have to say, I do indulge a bit on the fried food when I visit, but when in Rome…

Anyway, during this trip Grace and I reached a big milestone in our relationship: our 10th wedding anniversary! I can’t believe it’s been ten years since Grace and I promised God and each other to walk through life together as husband and wife. Looking back, I couldn’t have predicted the direction our lives would have taken; I had assumed (at that time) that we would keep living in Riverside, CA, where we met in college, and that I would continue making a “musician’s living” through teaching lessons and playing for gigs while I pursued a terminal degree in order to teach at the university level.

Instead, Grace and I have now lived in San Jose, CA for almost 9 years, and I am teaching at a K-12 school, which has provided a lot of stability as well as flexibility for our household. If God hadn’t brought Grace’s accident into our lives, we would’ve never moved to San Jose (one of the most expensive areas to live in nationwide), and we would’ve never met the many friends God has blessed us with here.

Over the past decade, I’ve learned that I have so much more to learn! I thought I knew Grace very well when we became friends, and started dating, and got engaged and married; but I’m discovering more and more how precious God’s gift of marriage is – there is no other human relationship like it. I pray that God will help me become a more godly husband, and that He will guide me and Grace in this next decade of marriage so that we can become more like Him and be effective instruments of blessing for others.

Looking back over the past ten years, I’m struck by how faithful God has been. He has taught us so much about who He is, and who we are in Him, often through the crucible of trials and pain. Often it’s when God removes something of value to us – the ability to play violin professionally, or the prospect of having biological children – that we see His infinite value more clearly. He is the source of true satisfaction and fulfillment, our rock and refuge to weather the storms of life. As we enter this new year, may God open the eyes of our hearts so we can behold Him and be transformed by Him. May we treasure Him and worship Him above all else, for He alone is worthy.

24 Days of Hope: Mary’s Song of Praise

This painting of Mary visiting Elizabeth is called “The Visitation,” and is by the Renaissance master Raphael.

This past Sunday I had the opportunity to lead our prayer team’s pre-service prayer and devotion, and the Bible passage that came to mind was Mary’s prayer recorded in Luke 1:46-55, commonly known as the Magnificat (which is the first word of the Latin translation of this prayer). Although I had read this passage before, it struck me anew how beautiful and powerful this prayer is, and how brightly it shines the light of the good news of Christmas.

After receiving news from the angel Gabriel that she would bear the Son of God, Mary visited her cousin Elizabeth, who was herself pregnant with John the Baptist. When Elizabeth said to her, “Blessed is she who believed that there would be a fulfillment of what was spoken to her from the Lord,” Mary responded by praising and worshiping God:

My soul magnifies the Lord, and my spirit rejoices in God my Savior, for he has looked on the humble estate of his servant. For behold, from now on all generations will call me blessed; for he who is mighty has done great things for me, and holy is his name.

Luke 1:46-49

What incredible faith and humility her prayer shows! Mary gave all the glory to God, recognizing His power and holiness, and her need for and dependence on Him. Mary understood that God sent His Son to be the Savior of the world, indeed, her savior and ours. She lived out of a knowledge of her proper standing before the Lord: that is, she was his servant (the Greek word can also be translated “bondservant”). She saw rightly that the source of all true blessing is God Himself, not anything generated from herself, her abilities, or her circumstances.

Do I live this way? Do I see the extent of my need for God? Do I profess to rely on Him, but operate out of self-reliance and pride? Do I, like Mary, and Paul, James, and others heroes of the faith, refer to myself as a servant of the Lord, or instead do I attempt to live as if I am master of my own fate?

The beauty of the Christmas message is that the righteous, almighty, gracious God of the universe has demonstrated His love for us, His creation, by sending His Son Jesus Christ to bring light and life into our broken world, into our broken lives. He brings redemption and restoration. Mary understood this, and rejoiced; may we join her in wholeheartedly worshiping our Lord.

24 Days of Hope: Christmas at the California Theatre

Good morning, blogging family! One of my school’s traditions that I really appreciate is the annual opportunity to perform Christmas concerts at the historic California Theatre in Downtown San Jose. This nearly 100-year-old venue (opened April 1927) has hosted movie screenings, operas, plays, ballets, and (more recently) performances from Valley Christian elementary, junior high, and high school students!

This year I got to sing with the students in the Symphonic Chorale, celebrating the theme of “The Bells Still Ring.” I sang in three songs in the program: two arrangements of “Carol of the Bells,” and “Prayer of the Children,” by Kurt Bestor. The central message of the concert was that, throughout history, the bells of Christmas still ring out the good news of “peace on earth, goodwill to men.” God has come to be with us.

For confidentiality purposes, the picture above doesn’t show any of the smiling students and parents after the concert; but imagine the whole room alight with cheerful chatter and buzzing with warm energy, and you’ll get a sense of the festive atmosphere around these concerts. I hope the students at my school realize how amazing it is that we get to perform at such a beautiful and historic place; I know I’m grateful. I’m already looking forward to next year!

See you tomorrow!