Problems

Problems - Inspiration from John 14:1-4 for P.Dub 2010

Problems – trials and tribulations

It’s what everyone faces from temptation,

To broken hearts, to separation,

To no wealth and bad health.

It’s something we all felt.

And we have to learn to survive

we can’t just switch lives

But if it were possible

I would instantly switch seats with Swizz Beats,

And have Alicia Keys as My problem

and I wouldn’t even care to solve ‘em.

Reality is, life’s problems are different for everyone

But it’s something we ALL don’t want to feel

You think running away seems ideal

But you can’t just leave and click your red heals.

Without God’s knowledge and wisdom

Like Lebron James you make the wrong decisions

You give up cause you feel helpless

Cause your world seems a bit hell-ish.

And to make it better you look for selfish

Things to do but you can’t find joy even if you Yelp it.

The clothes, the food, the pain, the sex, the drinks, the drugs – don’t help this.

So what do you do?

You hand over your life to God from your tight squeeze

And you get down and pray till you get callused knees

and admit all your wrong doings and fallacies

of God, the creator and ruler of all 200 billion galaxies

and all the atoms that compose them.

Then realize that you’re blessed and you’ve been chosen

By God whose son he allowed to die then rose Him

So people like you and me can have immunity to His righteuous judgment.

It’s a lot to take in but take a big step UP

and try to see life in a Christ eyed view

cause from Heaven and behind the storm clouds the sky’s still blue.

God gives us strong tribulation

to learn appreciation of His divine Son.

Just as He gives us long precipitation

to learn appreciation of the shining sun.

Let me say it again

God gives us strong tribulation

to learn appreciation of His divine Son.

Just as He gives us long precipitation

to learn appreciation of the shining sun.

So it’s all planned out

Your whole life is tailor made

From the fine fibers of your DNA,

To your family, friends, and fiancé,

From the dark days, the bright days, the OKAY days,

God molds our every days

Cause He’s the potter and we’re just the potter’s clay.

All of us He’s created so Christ can be displayed To others

It’s like a new age, good kind of Crusade

And one day together in forever we can celebrate

And guarantee its better than the Giants World Series Parade.

But it’s not because we fear the beard

Its because God reigns and God hears

Our prayers of pain

when we realize Christ is our only help to our crisis.

Please enjoy,

with Peace and Joy

revival of the mind.

I don’t know about you, but this summer got me thinking about everything except God.

Like stressing about my decreasing funds,

And thinking about how I can hide the facebook pictures of me having my sinful fun,

And wondering if the yahoo horoscopes are true in that I’ll finally find the “one”.

Man… my minds been so caught up with these small weenie battles,

Its like I lost conscious and forgot this war is already won

By Jesus who finished it on the cross single-handed.

And I’m forgetting that I have to share this story with others cause Jesus commanded.

But when the time comes to share my faith, I’m gonna drop the ball.

Although I think I got my lines locked and loaded,

My mind is rusted and corroded.

Because Jesus isn’t in that thing behind my big forehead.

And no, Jesus did not escape.

But I’ve been prohibiting Him from my mind.

Thus I drop the ball cause I have difficulty exhibiting Him when it’s time.

Cause if you’re trying to win people to Christ,

Like Lauryn Hill said “How you gonna win, when you ain’t right within.

How you gonna win, when you ain’t right within.”


So first I gotta take my mind off the things of this Earth,

Ask for forgiveness, pick up my bible, pull up the sleeves and let’s get to work.

Right now my mind is stuck on the rug, I need to bring it to the ceiling,

And set my mind on the things above.

Things of God’s peace, grace, and undeniable love.

Of His all-mighty power to do things humanly undreamed of.

And just through reading His word, I fall in love and can’t help but think the world of.

I want to be un-separated by these holy thoughts, so I’ll marry them and seal with I do

And forever see this world in a Christ eyed view.

But It’s kinda crazy, cause when I think about it, God’s been intricately writing a love story of my life

But not between me and my future wife. Instead, between me and him.

Everything from the rain to the sunshine, been turning my head away from sin and toward Him.

So the trials in life aren’t meant to make Him my enemy,

But to see the cup is always full and never half or empty.

Now I won’t ever need weed, booze, or red bull when I’m stressing for real,

Cause I could just chill, close my eyes and concentrate on how heaven feels.

And if you want to fly high in the sky too,

You don’t gotta be Birdman Jr., AKA Weezy F. Baby,

All you gotta do is open your heart and let Jesus Christ save thee.






Praise God.. sams, jay, and mantha were hellla dope.. props props props

yes cha am.

mom: "you got your sweetest revenge jay. what's next?"

i have no idea.

grad serv speech.

Truthfully I can’t begin my speech recalling the memories of the busy halls, gossip, dances, and the Super Bowl of them all Grad night. Not because it’s cliché but because in my college experience they do not exist. The only busy halls I know are the early morning and late afternoon traffic jams. The only gossip I’ve heard was from the morning radio talk shows about celebrities. The only dances I remember are the celebrations after solving a single physics problem in three hours. And grad night for me was sleeping in after my very last final. And I’m not saying I’m popular but in high school I’ve made 100 or so friends. In college I can only recall 2. One was my lab partner who was forced to be my friend after sixteen to twenty hours a week with each other. And the other, I met in my Tupac class and eventually found out he didn’t even go to UC Berkeley at all.

But I’m not here to scare the newly high school graduates of the realities of college. My college experience is not a complete disaster and actually is the best time of my life so far. High school was memorable because I made long term relationships. College was memorable because I made an eternal relationship. I had finally opened my heart to Jesus and opened my eyes to a new world. A world where by the grace of God I have hopes of enjoying eternity in Heaven. A world where I can be optimistic of the future because through the pains I know that our God reigns. And especially a world with a meaning to life. Whereas a world without Christ, I can be successful, rich, and full of wisdom graduating from the number one public school in the nation yet never obtain true joy.

I had never seen myself where I am today, both as a Christian and physics major at Berkeley. Growing up I dreaded church and even cried getting ready every Sunday. I used to have a grudge against God because He gave my mom liver cancer. And when I was younger I wanted to become a fisherman because I used to think my dad was a fisherman by career not leisure. I drew pictures of myself fishing and even had a silver fish necklace. I already had aspirations to fish and not go to college. But throughout my educational experience I found out I was smart, just wasn’t the brightest crayon in the box. In middle school I was smart enough to get in to the gifted and talented educations program, just not smart enough to stay in. I got kicked out after a year. In high school I maintained a 4.0 grade point average, but along with about twenty other people, whose list of accomplishments and extra curricular activities nearly tripled my own. Yet only a couple of us were accepted into Berkeley.

But the beauty of God is that He has been intricately paving the pathway of my life and knows exactly who I am and where I am going. Therefore He gives reasons to everything. There is a reason to why my dad was unemployed and never home. There is a reason to why my mom worked in two hospitals at the same time as a nurse. There is a reason to why my mom was still able to take care of my sisters and I single handedly. There is a reason why my mom was diagnosed with liver cancer. There is a reason to why my mom would wake me up at 12 o’ clock in the morning to make corrections to my math homework – in elementary. There is a reason why I got kicked out the GATE program in middle school. There is a reason why my father cheated on my mom. There is a reason why I momentarily gave up in school. There is a reason why my parents split, why my family moved to a smaller house, why my sisters both moved out, and why my grandma passed away all during the summer before my senior year. There is a reason why during that same summer, my mother attempted suicide and I was the one to find her. The perseverance through the pain, the promises to myself to prove the GATE program, fellow students, and my father wrong, and the justification of my mom as a great mother, are the reasons why I was able to stick out from an elite group of students. And that summer I broke down on my knees and turned to God. I found out that God was all I needed, when God was all I had.

The amazing part about everything is that my childhood dream came true. Like the disciples in the Sea of Galilee, Jesus too has called me to come, follow him, and become a fisher of men.

man in the iron mask.

Yo, you can take 60 minutes to stare at me

but you won't find Jesus cause I lack transparency

but please bare with me

I want to be part of the vine

and be close to the divine

I just can't find the courage to shine.


Around the family and friends I'm like the man in the iron mask

and only drop the persona if it's Jesus THEY ask.

In conversations I put my Christian life to a minimum

and put Jesus in my pocket and take Him out when it's only me and Him

Now - how can they see the real me?

The Jervis that thirsts for God spiritually.

The shame and scrutiny from them puts the fear in me

and it outweighs the greatness of divine opportunity.

Sadly abusing God ain't even new to me

cause all my sins are mutiny.


The funny thing is that God's power is perfect and no one is beyond it.

He can even use a rock to fulfill His will if He'd let his light shine upon it.

So, if God doesn't care about who I am and don't have to be a disciple or a prophet

to profit from His light

then all I gotta do is respond and

fully rely on Him.







just a quickie, thanks for the motivation sams.

Backseat Driver.

I used to stuff God in the back seat

And slap beat

In this car of life that I'm rolling with

Cause I didn't want Him controlling it.

He would whisper sweet blessings in my ear

Just to tell me He's here,

But I'd grip the wheel tighter and persevere.

Then He would courteously convict my conscious

To drive cautious.

So I'd deliberately drive dumb to make Him nauseous.

Knowing nothing would navigate me to His nearness

I thought keeping Him silent was no sweat,

Then He showed me his power, created a storm, and made the roads wet.

Lost control cause conditions were severe,

So God reached over and started to steer.

And He finally shouted through my pains

To show me He reigns even during the rains.

Finally I understood God wanted to use my life

So I surrendered it

Now I see death won't be the end of it.

Instead of spending it

in Hell,

I am free to inhale

No pollutants, just unblemished heaven air alone.

Thanks to the Heir of the throne,

Whose death on the cross atones

For the sins that you and I inevitably own.

Sometimes we forget since Eden we've been totally depraved

So it took the sacrifice of an eternal being to be eternally saved.



just a late night quickie...

had to put the brain juice
to good use.

Jervis vs. Giant

Face to face with my giant, I was scared but remembered the story of Dave.

The most inspiring biblical story of how it is to be brave.

Thought if he could knock out a giant like Goliath

With a rock, maybe I’d try it.

But the rock barely scratched his surface.

He laughed and said, “your not David, your Jervis.

It’s a new century, bullets replace rocks, and slings are outdated,

Giants today are smart and come carbon steel plated.

Now this is how I feel about being underrated.”

His first punch was a blow to my brain.

And he hit me with Einstein’s theory of relativity,

string theory, holography, geology,

Religious sociology, and megalodon biology.

I said, “hitting me hard with homework was a good hit, but I’m far from defeat,

It’s gonna take more to take me off my feet.”

He smiled for a second, then surprised me with a quick hook of sin.

Sent beer by the bulk,

Some incredible hulk,

Shots of patron.

Body turned numb, couldn’t hold my own.

Thoughts of victory were now beyond doubt.

“I see your struggling, so I’m going for the knock out.”

He hit me with a right of economic recession,

Then a left of money and honey obsession,

Combo’d in a bit of depression,

And family and friend directed aggression,

The final blow would put my faith into question,

But before he could strike I was under God’s protection.

God said, “You wanna mess with my child? Let me teach you a lesson.”

With the flick of His fingers the giant was gone.

Just then, I realized you can’t beat your giants unless your rock is God.




just a lil thing.
so..

please enjoy
with peace and joy