12.30.2011

2011 Resolutions, 10 of 10


A year ago, I blogged about ten resolutions for 2011, and posted the entry on the bulletin board behind my desk so I could stare at it all year long. It’s now time to grade myself on how I did. Next is . . .

10. Work – ten quality reports.

I’ll let my clients be the final arbiters of whether my reports were quality, but here are some I did in 2011 that I am proud of:

Economic Impact of ACHIEVEability

Economic Impact of Proposed Ecusta Rail-to-Trail

Competitiveness in Philadelphia Tax Policy

Import Tax Policy Analysis for the US Virgin Islands

Annual Disparity Study for the City of Philadelphia

Analysis of the Home Lending, Business Lending, and Branch Patterns of Authorized Depositories for the City of Philadelphia

Economic Impact of Mt. Airy USA

Economic Impact of Historic Preservation Activities in Pennsylvania

Economic Impact of Temple University and Temple University Health System

Economic Impact of University of Pennsylvania and University of Pennsylvania Health System

These were all fun to work on, in terms of intellectual stimulation, relevance of the issues, and working relationship with the clients. I feel very fortunate to have a job that I like on all of those fronts. I’ll give myself a solid B.

Resolution for 2012: same as 2011.

2011 Resolutions, 9 of 10


A year ago, I blogged about ten resolutions for 2011, and posted the entry on the bulletin board behind my desk so I could stare at it all year long. It’s now time to grade myself on how I did. Next is . . .

9. Spiritual – 100 Bible memory verses, one extra hour per week of praying.

Some good, some bad. Bible memory verses have been a great addition to my morning times with God. I actually made a list of 120 verses to memorize, and did about two a week, so am up to about 100, and will start over once I get to the end. As for praying, not so good. Forget one extra hour per week of praying: I don’t think I did this even once in 2011. That’s not good. Too busy to pray? It should be too busy not to pray. I’m calling this a D.

Resolution for 2012: same as 2011.

12.29.2011

2011 Resolutions, 8 of 10


A year ago, I blogged about ten resolutions for 2011, and posted the entry on the bulletin board behind my desk so I could stare at it all year long. It’s now time to grade myself on how I did. Next is . . .

8. Self – three hours per week of uninterrupted me time, three personal day getaways.

I’m pretty good about taking care of myself, so while I may have fallen short in these goals, I feel like I did OK in self-management. I certainly didn’t carve out three hours per week of uninterrupted me time; probably closer to an hour or less on any given week, with maybe a handful of exceptions. And I never did get a personal day getaway, although travel served as a not so bad stand-in, between train rides or flights allowing uninterrupted time to read, journal, or listen to tunes. Let’s call this a C.

Resolution for 2012: same as 2011.

2011 Resolutions, 7 of 10


A year ago, I blogged about ten resolutions for 2011, and posted the entry on the bulletin board behind my desk so I could stare at it all year long. It’s now time to grade myself on how I did. Next is . . .

7. Mind – read 50 books.

Ah, reading: my mini-escape most evenings from the noise and crowdedness of my life. Some of the books I read this year were re-reads, and some were short, but some were quick long and/or dense, so getting to 50 was an honest accomplishment. If I wasn’t so addicted to random sports and a capella videos on YouTube, I could’ve read even more, and probably would’ve been more informed and rested for it. Let’s call this a solid B. By the way, if you’re interested in what I read, I'll put the full list at the bottom of this post, plus my scores from 1 to 5 (1 being awful and 5 being transcendent).

Resolution for 2012: same as 2011.

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* denotes that I had read it prior to this year

1. Best and the Brightest – Halberstam 3
2. Extraordinary Popular Delusions and the Madness Of Crowds – Mackay 1
3. Brief History of Time - Hawking 3
4. Democracy in America – Tocqueville 3
5. Kingdom Works – Campolo * 3
6. American Beliefs – Mcelroy 4
7. Good to Great – Collins * 5
8. Nurture Assumption - Harris 4
9. Unpoverty - Lutz 3
10. Set Your Compass True - Bergstrom 3
11. National Bank of Dad - Owen 4
12. Peace Jam - Suvanjieff 2
13. My American Journey - Powell 3
14. Birth of the Modern - Johnson 3
15. The Card - O'keeffe/Thompson 3
16. Pittsburgh Cocaine Seven - Skirboll 4
17. Six Good Innings - Kreider 2
18. Our Greatest Gift - Nouwen 3
19. Ninety Feet from Fame - Robbins 3
20. Planet of the Umps - Kaiser 3
21. Batting Stance Guy - Ryness 2
22. The Soul of Baseball - Posnanski 3
23. Three Nights in August - Bissinger 4
24. Modern Times - Johnson 3
25. God Behaving Badly - Lamb 4
26. Pleasures of God - Piper * 5
27. The Extra 2% - Keri 2
28. The Coke Machine - Blanding 4
29. Policy and Choice - Congdon 2
30. Breaks of the Game - Halberstam 3
31. One Good Turn - Rybczynski 3
32. Character Is Destiny - McCain 3
33. Class - Fussell 4
34. Age of Turbulence - Greenspan 3
35. Atlas of Languages – Comrie * 3
36. Power to the People - Ingraham 2
37. Yellow - Wu * 4
38. Total Chaos - Chang 3
39. Blind Side - Lewis 3
40. Through Gates of Splendor - Elliot 3
41. Number Crunchers - Ayres 3
42. Math and the Mona Lisa - Atalay 2
43. American Nerd - Nugent 2
44. Hidden Order - Friedman 3
45. Passion and Purity - Elliott 3
46. Art of the Handwritten Note - Shepherd 3
47. Revolution in a Bottle - Szaky 4
48. More Sex is Safer Sex - Landsburg 3
49. Pursuit of God in the Company of Friends - Lamb 3
50. Driving Like Crazy - O'Rourke 1
51. Human Accomplishment - Murray 4
52. Rise and Fall of the Great Powers - Kennedy 3

12.28.2011

2011 Resolutions, 6 of 10


A year ago, I blogged about ten resolutions for 2011, and posted the entry on the bulletin board behind my desk so I could stare at it all year long. It’s now time to grade myself on how I did. Next is . . .

6. Marriage – at least one date night per month.

Again here the record is mixed. We probably only did dates every other month, but they included some quality times out, including dining at a fancy restaurant on the marina in St. Thomas and socializing the night away at a gala for our kids’ former school. Our busy work schedule reduced the quantity of time we had together but forged our partnership in getting it all done. So while we may not have put enough time or even effort into our marriage this past year, it is stronger than ever. From a pure performance standpoint, let’s call this a middling C.

Resolution for 2012: same as 2011.

2011 Resolutions, 5 of 10


A year ago, I blogged about ten resolutions for 2011, and posted the entry on the bulletin board behind my desk so I could stare at it all year long. It’s now time to grade myself on how I did. Next is . . .

5. Kids – 15 minutes of reading per day, learn a little Mandarin with them.

Here my record is mixed. Longer work days meant bedtime reading got curtailed more often than it didn’t. Joining the Y represented another touch point for quality time. Jada got into Mandarin late in the year, so it was fun to learn phrases with her. Let’s call this a middling C.

Resolution for 2012: same as 2011.

12.27.2011

2011 Resolutions, 4 of 10


A year ago, I blogged about ten resolutions for 2011, and posted the entry on the bulletin board behind my desk so I could stare at it all year long. It’s now time to grade myself on how I did. Next is . . .

4. House – rain barrel, compost pile, dining room table, patio furniture.

No rain barrel, working on the compost pile, got the dining room table, and no patio furniture. Well, one-and-a-half out of four is something, I guess. The big surprise was powering through a major kitchen renovation. Our contractor did a fantastic job, and tightened up a bunch of other stuff around the house. So I’m pretty happy with what we did with our house in 2011, so I’m giving myself a solid B.

Resolution for 2012: finish the dining room, and start on the guest room and the master bedroom.

2011 Resolutions, 3 of 10


A year ago, I blogged about ten resolutions for 2011, and posted the entry on the bulletin board behind my desk so I could stare at it all year long. It’s now time to grade myself on how I did. Next is . . .

3. Friends and family – shrink the time between contacts (varies by person).

I don’t feel so good about my performance on this resolution. By and large, I was less in touch with my family members and closest friends. Far from shrinking the time between contacts, the time lengthened, as we all got busier. It is a small consolation that my intentions were still there, and that I did make efforts where I could to touch base. But here I give myself a D.

Resolution for 2012: same as 2011.

12.26.2011

2011 Resolutions, 2 of 10


A year ago, I blogged about ten resolutions for 2011, and posted the entry on the bulletin board behind my desk so I could stare at it all year long. It’s now time to grade myself on how I did. Next is . . .

2. Civic – join one or two more boards.

I continue to serve as an elder, Personnel Team chair, and Nominating Committee vice chair at Woodland Presbyterian Church, although I term out of all three roles at the end of 2012. I continue to serve as a board member and Executive Committee member at The Enterprise Center, switching from Secretary to Treasurer; this board I will also term out of in 2012. I served on the Committee to Elect David Oh for City Council at Large this year, as I did in 2003 and 2007, and this year we were able to get him elected. I picked up a board seat at Spruce Hill Community Association, where I will serve for two years, and have been asked to sit on the Alumni Leadership Council at my grad school, the Fels Institute of Government. And though my schedule is full and I have turned down a few opportunities, I am still open and looking for maybe one or two serving opportunities, if there are synergies with my current interests and roles. For all this, I’m giving myself a solid B.

Resolution for 2012: same as 2011.

2011 Resolutions, 1 of 10


A year ago, I blogged about ten resolutions for 2011, and posted the entry on the bulletin board behind my desk so I could stare at it all year long. It’s now time to grade myself on how I did. Starting with . . .

1. Body – run 500 miles, bike 1,000 miles, 10,000 push-ups, 20,000 sit-ups.

These numbers are now somewhat meaningless because once our family joined the Y in August, I started mixing up my old routine and added lifting and swimming to the repertoire. So the final count for 2011 goes like this (1/1/11-12/1/11): ran 414 miles, biked 867 miles, did 7,775 push-ups, did 15,650 sit-ups, did 35 upper body workouts, did 19 ab workouts, and swam 5.9 miles. I’m loving the Y for expanding my exercise options, and feeling good about myself as a result, so I’m giving myself a solid B.

Resolution for 2012: run 500 miles, bike 1,500 miles, swim 30 miles, 150 upper body workouts, 150 lower body workouts.

12.23.2011

Lazy Linking, 64th in an Occasional Series (Special Friday Edition)


What I liked lately on the Internets:

64.1. Marriage leads to happiness; kids and money, not so much. "Children are the best thing in a parent’s life, but only because they tend to get rid of every source of joy we had before they came along," while "Money makes a big difference when it moves you out of poverty and into the middle class, he explained, but it makes very little difference after that." [Hat tip: bakadesuyo.com.]

64.2. Spreadsheets, meet Pixar.

64.3. A lot of folks talk a big talk about healthier and yummier school food, but doing it at scale is proving to be a challenge. [Hat tip: Marginal Revolution.]

64.4. Driverless cars will redefine the way we "consume" travel. [Hat tip: Marginal Revolution.]

64.5. Building houses in Haiti is bad for Haitians in the long run. There's a better way.

12.22.2011

Why We Need Fewer Jobs in Order to Make More Jobs



I tread lightly here because I realize that a) we are in a time of high, long, and painful unemployment, and b) I am of the privileged class, by dint of having parents who helped me get a college education, so I am more cushioned against today's economic vagaries. But I want to pick up on a thought from earlier this month, in my semi-annual letter to Congress, about the importance of not being afraid to let capitalism run its disruptive course, even at the loss of some jobs.

This post at Marginal Revolution, entitled “India and the Promise of Productivity,” makes the same point. In response to a commenter who warned that big retail displaces more jobs than it creates, Alex Tabarrok replies that winnowing down the number of jobs in industries like retail and agriculture is exactly what India needs in order to make the sort of economic progress required to live hundreds of millions of people out of crippling poverty and into a comfortable middle class life.

It is popular to blame the capitalist pigs, the industrialists, China, or the machines for the vast loss of jobs in sectors such as farming and manufacturing, especially at a time when unemployment is high and the middle class is being hollowed out. But this misses the great gains we have all enjoyed as we trade back-breaking labor in the fields and the factories for affordable and ubiquitous goods. I doubt any of us would trade down to our equivalent lives from 100 years ago, when health care, sanitation, technology, and consumer goods were vastly inferior.

To be sure, still up for grabs is making sure that we have equitable access to opportunity, that we are merciful to those who are most vulnerable, and that we make sure all children are prepared for future productivity. But it seems backward-looking and unhelpful to put a halo around a former time, in which we had to use lots of labor to produce the simplest things, and think that is somehow better than what we have now. Instead, let's focus our effort on preparing our children for a globally demanding and knowledge based economy, and on instructing them on where issues of justice and equity fit into such a system.

12.21.2011

School Pride


I have been asked to be one of 75 Alumni Leadership Council members at my grad school alma mater, the Fels Institute of Government, and earlier this week we had a kickoff dinner to talk about how the Council will be used to capitalize on our upcoming 75th anniversary to elevate the school from a publicity and fundraising standpoint. Though I am busy beyond belief, I am happy to serve in this way, whether to help the school get the praise and influence it’s due or to dial for dollars.

Look, I realize we have all become jaded and cynical about government at all levels. But a common theme from our dinner conversation earlier this week was the belief that the American people are pragmatic and are looking for pragmatism from their public sector leaders. If this is the case, and perhaps naively I believe it is, then Fels is well positioned to be a force for good. For at least the next three years, which is my term on the Council, I will be doing what I can to make it so.

12.19.2011

Lazy Linking, 63rd in an Occasional Series

What I liked lately on the Internets:

63.1. Loved that Tebow was singing "Lord I Lift Your Name on High" as he ran on to the field to lead his team to an overtime victory last week against the Bears. (The ditty comes in at about the 4:30 mark of this video.)

63.2. Carlton Banks, trailblazer for the stylings of Kevin Durant, Dwight Howard, LeBron James, and Dwyane Wade.

63.3. Great news for those of us who were hoping to get their toddler one of those huge robot machines from Matrix III.

63.4. I think that, against all odds, soaps will make a comeback.

63.5. Lamenting how cheap and gross our food habits have become in this country? Blame Prohibition.







12.17.2011

Letters to Congress: Innovation


Here is my semi-annual letter to my nationally elected officials, this time on the topic of innovation.

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Dear Sir:

In the eyes of many of your constituents, capitalism is not only on trial but has been found guilty. And yet I argue that it remains the most powerful tool we have for solving many of today's biggest challenges. And so I urge you not to take the steps necessary, while guiding capitalist forces, to not squelch them, and in doing so to squelch the innovative spirit that has made our country so great and so prosperous.

The numbers are sobering: we are creating 100,000 fewer start-ups per year now versus the period from 1985 to 2005. The possible suspects are many - slack demand, soaring health care costs, plummeting housing prices to use as collateral - and I do not mean to suggest that the public sector holds all the levers. However, at the very least the government should strive to do no harm, and to not fear the disruptive nature of capitalism.

With great progress comes the loss of many jobs and even of entire industries, which I realize is hard to swallow at a time of high unemployment, and hard to bear when you are judged by the job numbers of the jurisdiction you represent. But churn is an essential part of our great American economic story. We want entrepreneurs out there disrupting old ways of doing things and offering new things in new ways. For from that destruction comes great advances, with gains for all.

A completely free market is no solution. Government has a role to play. But in playing that role, let it consider how it can stimulate and not discourage the risk-taking, innovation, and even disruption that is characteristic of our nation. Please be mindful to encourage and not discourage entrepreneurship. It is part of what has made us great as a country, and I hope it will be part of what keeps us great.

12.16.2011

Thinking about Protesting



Even before Time Magazine anointed "The Protestor" as person of the year for 2011, I had been baking on a post about my feelings about protesting. Nevertheless, what I write is less than half-baked, so apologies if it reads in a confusing or offensive manner.

It seems to me that one can make an ever so subtle differentiation between two levels of protesting. To use a sports analogy, there is protesting to get on the field, and there is protesting to level the field. The first is about living in a political democracy and a free market, where you enjoy government-protected liberties to believe what you want and do what you want. The second is about living in a society that has equality of opportunity and equality of access.

Let me preface the rest of my remarks by saying that both are important, and protesting when either are not in place is a noble and necessary act. I am profoundly thankful for those who have gone ahead of me, at great risk and sometimes cost to themselves personally, to make possible what I have. I am not unaware or dismissive of this.

It seems to me that the Arab Spring has been largely about the first kind of protesting: no longer satisfied with life within a stultifying dictatorship, protestors long for economic, political, and social freedom. The removal of longstanding dictators obviously does not immediately create a level playing field, so it remains to be seen what protests of the second kind will look like as the exhilaration of freedom gives way to the harsh realities of structural inequities.

It seems to me that Occupy Wall Street has been largely about the second kind of protesting: the 1 percent are perceived to control a disproportionate amount of resources and power, and the 99 percent are clamoring for a more equitable arrangement within which to live, work, and play. Here too there is a connection between the two kinds of protests: the fact that Occupy protestors have been allowed to protest and have their voice be heard nationally is a testament to the freedoms secured by our Founding Fathers and defended ever since, that we are a government "of the people" and a society guaranteed basic freedoms.

Personally, I am heavily biased towards the first type of protest and away from the second type of protest. I am, after all, the son of Taiwanese immigrants. My parents are of the generation that fights for a free and democratic Taiwan, so I know the importance of wanting to be on the field, and of raising my voice to secure that right. My parents are also of the traditional of putting their heads down and overcoming adversity through sheer work ethic: the typical Taiwanese response to an unlevel playing field is to hustle all the more to overcome any inherent disadvantages.

Of course this is a common attitude of any immigrant, who is willing to endure great obstacles: language barriers, social exclusion, distance from mother country and its familiar anchors. Verily, not only do many immigrants endure these obstacles, but they choose into them, for the very reason that the first kind of protest has already been victorious in this country: they are willing to endure the unlevel playing field because they are grateful to be on the field at all, and have chosen it over whatever was the situation in their nation of origin.

I scarcely know what this means in terms of when and for what to raise my voice about, and what to teach my kids. I do not fall in line with everything being voiced by protestors from the Middle East to Greece to Wall Street to Oakland. But I salute their gumption and validate their right.

12.14.2011

Five Trips in One


Just got back from an overnight business trip to Pittsburgh, home of many fond memories for me. Though I was only gone for one night, the trip packed in five separate blogworthy segments, which I will cover in turn below.

1. How Many Modes Does it Take to Get from Door to Door
Monday morning starts off just like it always does, at least this time of the year. Pray, bike to NFL games, shower, get kids breakfast, and walk them to school. From there, I go mode-wild. Bus to Wawa to get cash, trolley to train station, Regional Rail to airport, US Airways to Pittsburgh, and taxi to Hampton Inn.

2. How to Do Pittsburgh in Three Free Hours
The plane ride to Pittsburgh was far shorter than I thought, and since I took the first possible flight while still being able to drop off the kids at school, I get to the hotel before noon. My first meeting isn't until later that afternoon, so I shed my suit, throw on my running gear, and head out for a brisk four-mile run through downtown, to Point State Park, across one bridge to North Side right to the doorstep of PNC Park, and back across another bridge back to downtown. Need I state that street running is a great way to see a city? Back at the hotel, I shower, eat the lunch I packed for the plane (again, it's a really short flight!), and then head across the street from the hotel to the Heinz History Center, which is an affiliate of the Smithsonian Institution. Even at a brisk pace, I barely cover all six (!) floors of exhibits in my remaining two hours, leaving just enough time to buy an official Terrible Towel for my friend who is a huge Steelers fan.

3. Vibing with the Young Pittsburgheans
My colleague at 10,000 Friends graciously offered to assemble a bunch of like-minded young guns for my time in town, so I could talk to the group about relevant studies we've done in Philly that might be applicable in Pittsburgh. Though I had much to share, I also had much to learn, and was glad that the group was talkative, thoughtful, and passionate. It bodes well for Pittsburgh that such a group exists and is hard at work. I'm buying stock in the city right quick.

4. A Mini-Vacation
I walk past the hotel and towards the Strip District, which has an Italian Market feel to it. I have something specific in mind, which is the original Primanti Brothers. My cab driver on the ride in from the airport suggested I get my sandwich with a fried egg, so I comply. I bring that bad boy home, check work and personal email at the business center in the hotel lobby, and then pound the sandwich (and free chocolate chip cookies, compliments of the hotel) in my room while watching ESPN, working on a Ken Ken puzzle, and reviewing my notes for my presentation. Compared with my usual fire drill of rushing out of Center City, picking up the kids, dragging them home, and getting them through dinner and bedtime, this is positively decadent. I luxuriate in the quietness of my hotel room, putting my nose in a business magazine and reading uninterruptedly for over an hour, before falling happily asleep at the wee hour of 9 pm. Eight hours later, I arise, without kids to deal with, and pray and pack before hitting the hotel gym and then the complimentary hotel breakfast. I return to my room, brush my teeth, pack up, and head out to the convention center, lamenting that my mini-vacation was so short but glad for the opportunity to have at least had that sliver of time to myself.

5. Smart Growth is Smart Business
A fantastic 11th annual Smart Growth conference put on by Sustainable Pittsburgh. I am honored to have been asked to speak on our firm's work on vacant land. The honor increases as I share the speaker's table with Henry Cisneros, former HUD secretary under President Clinton. He keynoted the event and got us off to a rip-roaring start, and the quality and insights of the speakers just kept going from there. My block was shared with Kathleen McGinty, former DEP secretary under Governor Rendell, and Liz Hersh of the Housing Alliance of Pennsylvania, who is one of our clients. The fact that our Q&A was replete with thoughtful questions about land use policy at the end of a very long day of content tells you committed the audience members are to these issues and to their city. Again, I am bullish on the 'Burgh. I'm glad for the time I've had to vibe with this group, and to contribute my parts, but now I have to run off to catch a flight home, so I can be home just in time to kiss my sleepy kids while they're already in bed.

12.12.2011

Sermon Transcript

Here is the transcript from the sermon I preached yesterday at Woodland Presbyterian Church.

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I Have Nothing to Offer You But My Shameful Sin: Jesus Meets a Woman of Ill Repute and a Well-Respected Religious Leader, and You’ll Never Guess Which One He Justifies
Luke 7:36-50


The holiday season, which is supposed to fill us with good cheer, has for many of us become a season of stress. And there may not be any greater stress than the stress of having company over. When that company is unexpected, that stress can be further amplified.

Consider the following scenario. (Amy, I assure you that this is a hypothetical situation and not a real one.) Husband comes home and announces to wife, “I’ve invited my friend over for Christmas dinner tomorrow night.” Wife hits the roof, or maybe hits the husband. Calmly says, through gritted teeth, “That’s great, dear, but next time would you give me more advance notice?”

Where is the stress coming from? Well, for many of us, the stress could be from one of two places. One is, we’re having company over, and now I have to get the house in order on short notice. Two is, we’re having company over, and I have to give our guest an orientation on my Uncle Larry, and what topics you are absolutely not to broach with him, and/or I have to give Uncle Larry an orientation about would you please be on your best behavior and not go on your tirade about whatever it is that Uncle Larry gets worked up about.

I see some people nodding their heads with a whole range of facial expressions. So we understand this dynamic. When we have company over, we want desperately to clean up our act, whether it is our house or our crazy family members, so that we don’t embarrass ourselves in front of company.

This holiday season, as we consider the birth of Jesus, I want you to consider to what extent you act this way with God. When God comes over to our house, so to speak, how are we with him? Do we hurriedly throw our junk in the closet and shut the door, puff up our pillows, and muzzle our crazy Uncle Larry?

Covering up our ugliness is, of course, as old as we are. Adam and Eve, after committing the original sin, covered themselves up before God returned. Flash forward to the present, and even in a room that contains many people who claim to be Christians, and who therefore have confessed at least once, if not over and over again, that we are sinners deserving of judgment before a righteous God, even here, there is a lot of cover-up. I know that I am a sinner, I know you are a sinner, you know I am a sinner. And yet, if we are honest with ourselves, we’d have to admit that we do a lot of covering up before God and before one another. It is as if we know God is coming over, and in response we hide the ugliness, contain the craziness, and present a more polished, more put-together version of ourselves upon His arrival.

Folks, it’s time, individually, as a church body, and as a generation, to put our covering up ways aside. There is a better way. God insists on, invites us to, urges us towards a better way.

Guilt and condemnation are funny things. I think we fear condemnation more than guilt. We are so afraid of condemnation that we will do anything to escape its blazing glare of scrutiny. If the sins of our flesh, our eyes, our minds, and our heart were to be laid bare, we feel we could not bear the searing heat of judgment. And so, we cover up. We are not real with ourselves, we are not real with each other, and we are not real with our Maker. Like Adam and Eve, we have done wrong, fatally wrong. And, like Adam and Eve, we hear God coming, and we cover up.

Here’s the thing about covering up for fear of condemnation. Covering up does not address our guilt. We are no less guilty for covering up, and we feel no less guilty for covering up. Condemnation may burn us up. But guilt weighs us down. And, by trying to avoid condemnation by covering up, we remove neither our condemnation nor our guilt.

Sadly, those of us who are good at covering up are further, and not closer, to how our Maker would want us to be. Sometimes, we have put ourselves so far away as a result of our covering up that we need to be shocked back to a better way of dealing with our condemnation and guilt. Thankfully and mercifully God provides that shock, in the form of a delicious real-life parable, which we find in the seventh chapter of the gospel according to Luke.

If you don't know the story, a respected religious leader invites Jesus over to dinner. The undercurrent is likely that this man, Simon, is skeptical if not downright dismissive of the man from Nazareth. He doesn't even offer him the customary foot-washing for guests. And yet he knows the Nazarene is highly regarded among the people. Perhaps Simon will win some points within the religious community for playing host. At the very least, Simon knows how to play the role of the upstanding religious man, and surely that counts for something with Jesus, and for sure with his righteous peers.

Somehow, a woman whose reputation precedes her makes her way to Jesus, perfume jar in hand. Crying, she brazenly lets her tears fall on Jesus' feet, then washes those same feet with her tears, her perfume, and her long, flowing hair. Forget inappropriate: this is bordering on erotic.

Simon is probably instinctively offended, but perhaps a little smug: here is inconclusive proof that the man from Nazareth who is the flavor of the moment is nothing but an irreverent, uneducated, and unsophisticated hack. In that day, as in our day, we are known by the company we keep, and on that score, Simon is way ahead of this alleged miracle man.

Jesus knows what is Simon’s heart. He knows the self-righteousness, the smugness over being able to pull off such a well-respected and dignified life. Jesus knows, most of all, that these cover-ups have created a deadly barrier around his heart from receiving the mercy and love of God that he needs. And so Jesus does something shocking. He sets up this real-life parable, in which the contrast between the well-regarded religious leader and the scandalous and inappropriate woman could not be more stark, and He makes it clear who is justified in his eyes.

Jesus proceeds to tell Simon a story about two people whose debts are cancelled. The one with the larger debt is more grateful, and in the same way, the woman loves much because she has been forgiven much. But, ominously, Jesus continues, he who has been forgiven little, loves little. Then he tells the woman, in front of Simon and all of his guests, that she is forgiven, that her faith has saved her, and that she can go in peace.

The woman had nothing to offer Jesus but her shameful sin. Simon, on the other hand, did everything right in the eyes of the world, from the standpoint of religion and respectability. And yet, in his own home, he hears Jesus honor the scandalous woman instead. That day, the upstanding religious leader is taught a lesson. His indignation is condemned. The outcasted sinner woman is honored. She made an inappropriate and brazen display of remorse, and yet she is the one who is approved.

What about us? Do we understand that we have been forgiven much? Do we invite Jesus into our figurative homes by washing His feet with our shameful sin? Or do we stand off to the side with our arms crossed, confident in our upstanding reputation and disdainful of others whose sins are more public and scandalous?

Let’s talk about another public and scandalous sin. When the Penn State sex abuse scandal broke last month, sportswriters, columnists, and talking heads tripped over themselves to speak angry words of condemnation against the leadership of Penn State. To be sure, anger and condemnation are appropriate responses to the sexual abuse of children, and to the systematic ways in which top leadership chose not to resolve the situation openly and decisively. We should be enraged at the thought of children being hurt in this way, and at the thought of leaders falling short in this way.

But let us also be sober about our own guilt. I think there are generally two reactions to these kinds of public and scandalous sins. One reaction is to allay our own guilt by pouring condemnation on others we think are worse than us. We may realize that we have sinned and fallen short, whatever that means to us; but we can feel better about ourselves when we single out others out there who are worse than us. Piling on the condemnation removes us further from having to deal with the possibility of our own condemnation.

Another reaction is for public and scandalous sins to remind us of our own sinfulness, and to sober us to the consequences of our sinfulness. Our sins may not be as public or scandalous, but we are reminded that the withering heat applied to those at the center of the Penn State scandal is nothing compared to the ultimate judgment exercised by the Ultimate Judge.

We are reminded of the cry of the psalmist in Psalm 130: “If you, LORD, should mark iniquities, O Lord, who could stand?” We are brought to our knees by the terrifying realization that the answer to that question is “no one, not even us.” Try as we might, we are ruinously, hopelessly marred by the existence of sin and the consequences of sin in our own hearts and in the world around us.

But then we can experience what the scandalous woman experienced in her encounter with Jesus. Deserving condemnation, instead we get mercy. Burdened with guilt, instead we are redeemed. “If You, LORD, should mark iniquities, O Lord, who could stand?” But then the psalmist continues: “But there is forgiveness with You, that You may be feared. I wait for the LORD, my soul does wait, and in His word do I hope. My soul waits for the Lord more than the watchmen for the morning; indeed, more than the watchmen for the morning. O Israel, hope in the LORD; for with the LORD there is lovingkindness, and with Him is abundant redemption. And He will redeem Israel from all his iniquities.”

Simon, the respected religious leader, folded his arms in indignation and condemnation, trusting in his own good deeds. He was rebuked. The scandalous woman hoped against hope that Jesus represented a different way of addressing the great weight of her guilt. She had nothing to offer Jesus but her shameful sin. And Jesus blessed her for it.

Some of you know that I campaigned for David Oh, who ran for City Councilman at Large here in Philadelphia. Last month, in his third try, he won. It was a moment of jubilation for us campaigners, especially those of us who labored with and for him not only this year but in 2003 and 2007 as well.

Having secured victory, finally, I could not help but think back to the very beginning. David officially announced his candidacy, the first time he ran, on February 3, 2003. He held his press conference, not in an ornate board room, not inside or in front of an important municipal building, and not in any iconic Philadelphia location. He made his announcement in a cemetery. Yes, it is a historic cemetery, outside of a church known as the “Church of Patriots,” which serves as the final resting place for a number of Revolutionary War heroes. But it is also the burial place for David’s cousin, In-Ho Oh.

In-Ho, a student at Penn, left his apartment on the evening of April 25, 1958, to mail a letter. He was met by a gang of teenagers, who tried to mug him. When the muggers found he had no money, they began to beat him. (This was not long after the Korean War.) In-Ho tried to call for help, but before anyone could arrive to help him, he died. He was 26 years old.

The assailants were captured, and In-Ho’s family in Korea and his uncle in Philadelphia, David’s father, were informed of the murder. This is the letter that In-Ho’s family wrote to officials in the US. It was signed by In-Ho’s two parents, two brothers, five sisters, two uncles and aunts, and nine cousins:

“We, the parents of In Ho Oh, on behalf of our whole family, deeply appreciate the expressions of sympathy you have extended to us at this time. In Ho had almost finished the preparation needed for the achievement of his ambition, which was to serve his people and nation as a Christian statesman....

When we heard of his death, we could not believe the news was true but now we find that it is an undeniable fact that In Ho has been killed by a gang of. . . boys whose souls were not saved and in whom human nature is paralyzed. We are sad now, not only because of In Ho's unachieved future, but also because of the unsaved souls and paralyzed human nature of the murderers.

... It is our hope that we may somehow be instrumental in the salvation of the souls, and in giving life to the human nature of the murderers. Our family has met together and we have decided to petition that the most generous treatment possible within the laws of your government be given to those who committed this criminal action.....

In order to give evidence of our sincere hope contained in this petition our whole family has decided to save money to start a fund to be used for the religious, educational, vocational and social guidance of the boys when they are released. . .

About the burial of the physical body of him who has been sacrificed; we hope that you could spare a piece of land in your country and bury it there, for your land, too, is homeland for Christians. .. We hope in this way to make his tomb a monument which will call attention of people to this cause. We think this is a way to give life to the dead, and to the murderers, and to keep you and us closer in Christian love and fellowship.

We are not familiar with your customs and you may find something hard to understand in what we are trying to say and do. Please interpret our hope and idea with Christian spirit and in the light of democratic principles. We have dared to express our hope with a spirit received from the Gospel of our Saviour Jesus Christ, who died for our sins.

May God bless you, your people, and particularly the boys who killed our son and kinsman.”

David pointed out in his remarks, when he announced his candidacy for City Council at Large the first time he ran in 2003, that his cousin In-Ho’s tombstone simply reads, “To turn sorrow into Christian purpose.” If we feel we have nothing to offer God but our shameful sin, we are not far from being redeemed by God, and being used by God for a great purpose. The murder of a 26-year-old Korean student, the uncontrollable and guilt-ridden tears of a scandalous woman, even the scandal at Penn State, and even our own shameful sin, God can and will turn all of these sorrows into Christian purpose.

Conversely, if we do not feel the sorrow of our shameful sin, if we are trying to distance ourselves from our own condemnation by heaping condemnation on others, we are on shaky ground and we ought to carefully examine ourselves. This holiday season, God is coming over, and however neat or messy our physical houses are, they cannot hide if our hearts are not right. However public or scandalous our sins are, or however well we play the role of respected religious leader, all of us have sinned and fallen short.

The good news this season is that God did in fact come over, in the form of a helpless baby. That baby that was born in a horse trough to two teenagers on the run. That baby would one day confront a religious man and a scandalous woman and side with the woman. That baby would one day be crucified on a cross to provide a decisive solution to our problem of condemnation and guilt.

What then shall we do? For the sake of our own souls, for the sake of our church, and for the sake of our witness to the world around us, I urge us to not respond to our fear of condemnation and guilt by covering up, but by offering God our shameful sin, so He can turn our sorrow into Christian purpose.

We will be freer people if we give up trying to throw our ugliness into the closet before God comes over, and if we instead accept that our Savior justifies those who have nothing to offer Him but shameful sin. He was made sorrowful for a great Christian purpose; He bore the condemnation and guilt due us from our shameful sin.

We will be stronger as a congregation if we are more forthright with our flaws, both individual and corporate. It is no coincidence that revival in churches is preceded by repentance. Always. For God cannot fill a vessel that is full of itself. That vessel must first be emptied, of self-righteousness and a self-focused approach to covering up. Then he can really use us, in spite of and even through our shameful sin. Then he can turn the sorrow we have inflicted upon ourselves into Christian purpose. Only when we are emptied in this way can He fill our hearts and our pews.

And, finally, we will have a more profound impact on the culture around us if we counteract the popular conception of Christians as self-righteous and judgmental, and present to them a Savior who justifies those who have nothing to offer but their shameful sin. In doing so, we do not dilute the existence and pollution of sin. Far from it. It is the realization that sin has irretrievably corrupted us, such that our best efforts to cover up fail to address the very real heat of condemnation and the very real weight of guilt, in our own lives and in the society we are a part of; it is that realization that drives us to our knees and to a Savior who is greater even than our sin and the weight of that sin on our lives.

Many of us were here when we dealt in this church with the fall-out of a prominent incident of sexual misconduct several years ago. Families were scarred, leaders were removed, congregants were hurt, membership dwindled, and morale sank. In many ways, we are still wounded, many years later, from this episode of shameful sin.

Some of my closest childhood friends are pastors, and, perhaps as a form of therapy for me, I shared with them all the gory details of our shameful sin and of the fall-out from it, all throughout that season of our church. Believe it or not, they responded with what you might describe as envy. They envied the situation our church was in.

You see, the communities they serve are similarly racked with sexual sin, deception, and woundedness. And yet the prevailing tone of their congregational life was one of a well-respected country club. People were good at covering up, and my pastor friends lamented this for the very real barrier it represented for God to be fully present among His people.

My pastor friends would contrast that with our church, for which there could not be any pretense that we had it all together. They would tell me that, for reaching a lost world, a congregation of put-together Christians who were good at covering up their sin was no match for a congregation of wounded Christians who could offer Jesus nothing but their shameful sin.

I acknowledge that we may not want to lead with this fact about our church’s recent past – “hey, come to Woodland Church, we just had to deal with a really prominent episode of sexual misconduct!” But I assure you that, far from scaring people away, our honesty about our sin and our woundedness, and our faithfulness and humility in the midst of it, is a far more compelling message than you might imagine, for a world that is cynical and hardened towards Christianity but that is hungering all the more for a remedy for their condemnation and guilt.

The prophet Isaiah lamented, many centuries before the birth of Jesus, that all our righteousness is as filthy garments before God, that our cities had become a wilderness, and that there was no one who called on His name. And yet, the prophet held out hope that God was still a God who is for His people, a God who is the potter to our clay, who would yet mold us into something beautiful even after we had torn ourselves and each other apart.

The Christmas story is the answer to the prophet’s plea, the confirmation that God is indeed a God who justifies those who have nothing to offer but shameful sin, who we need not cover up in front of, but who, in coming tearfully and humbly before in the shame of our sin, can and will deal effectively with our condemnation and guilt, can and will fill us with the blessing of revival after we have emptied ourselves before Him, can and will use us to draw those around us who are also weighed down with condemnation and guilt and who have still not found a satisfying way out.

The lesson of Jesus’ encounter with the well-respected religious leader and the woman of ill repute is that He comes to forgive and justify those who have nothing to offer Him but their shameful sin. It is my prayer that we too will encounter this Jesus this season, and share Him with those around us, that our shameful sin and their shameful sin, and the sorrow they have brought upon us all, will be turned by our God into a great Christian purpose. Amen.


12.10.2011

Fearless Predictions for 2012


Here's a recap of my nine fearless predictions for 2011, as posted in December 2010:

1. An athlete is going to die in the middle of a televised sporting event. And it won’t be football.

An ominous first correct prediction, as an Olympic luger died in April.

2. Bearish on: Canada, China, France, Japan. Bullish on: Indonesia, Poland, Singapore, Turkey.

Canada -8% China -17% France -17% Japan -14% Indonesia +2% Poland -14% Singapore -13% Turkey -17%. Again, what do I know.

3. It all comes to a head in North Korea.

And by “a head,” I guess I meant, “Kim Jong-Il will start turning the keys to the empire to his Eric Clapton-loving youngest son.”

4. Jeb Bush and David Petraeus get serious 2012 buzz. Looking ahead: Rubio-Christie in 2016.

Alas, there wasn’t enough buzz to go around, what with there being so much interesting to write about the travails of Bachmann, Cain, Perry, and Gingrich.

5. LeBron James will not be wearing a Miami Heat uniform by the end of the year.

Well, had the lockout gone a few more weeks, this would have been spot on.

6. New price point for genetic testing: $99.

I nailed this one. In fact, 23andme.com will go even lower, as they have a $15 off coupon for the holidays.

7. Plastic surgery “jumps the shark,” and we coin a new phrase for it to account for its utter banality in Hollywood.

Sadly, plastic surgery has become so banal that it doesn’t even warrant a new phrase.

8. Fox unceremoniously drops “The Simpsons,” which ends up on another, cable station and is transformed into an edgier, not-for-kids, not-as-funny shell of its former self.

I seem to recall there was a money dispute and that it got resolved. I still think this is going to happen.

9. Toyota suffers another operational setback: exploding Prius batteries. Combined with their sagging potency as showy markers of green cred, we see a glut of Priuses on the used car market.

Toyota’s biggest blow this year, of course, was the earthquake/tsunami/meltdown, which largely explains its fall to #3 behind GM and Volkswagen in global auto sales for the first half of 2011.

10. Whichever company buys Netflix is now the king of personal entertainment for the year.

No buy-out but plenty of buzz, although almost all of it was negative, on account of ill-advised tinkerings with pricing and structure.

Hey, that wasn’t a bad run of predictions. I’m going to semi-retire on top. Here are four crazy thoughts about 2012.

1. Lady Gaga really goes off the reservation, to the point that the Michael Jackson parallels will seem eerie: a brilliant and transcendent performer marred by plastic surgery to the point of non-recognition, inexcusably inappropriate behavior with children, and eventually an early death due in part to the physically demanding nature of the lifestyle.

2. We start to see the seeds of a breakup of China into several separate nations, a la USSR in the 20th century, as the Communist Party proves unable to hold together an increasingly dynamic, vocal, and restive populace. (And here we were worried that China's economy would overtake ours in a couple of decades!)

3. Younger people are unemployed and need money at unprecedented levels. Older people are sick and need health care at unprecedented levels. A solution that starts to become more acceptable, to the point of major legislation being passed: paying for organ donation.

4. Obama limps to victory in November as the R’s continually implode throughout the year. Cynicism is at an all-time high. No one is happy and no one wins, least of all political commentators and late-night comedians who now have no more fodder for their shows.

12.09.2011

What Am I Working On


As has become my custom every three months, here's what I'm working on now at work. I won't repeat anything from last time that I happen to still be working on, and for confidentiality's sake I have to blur some of the details for some of these studies.

* Estimating the economic and fiscal impact of a major health system.

* Estimating the economic and fiscal impact of several proposals by a local government to either cut spending or raise taxes to plug a budget gap.

* Evaluating the fairness and competitiveness of a local government's current distribution of tax burden.

* Conducting and analyzing surveys at a major tourism destination.

* Conducting an environmental scan for a local undergraduate business school.

* Estimating the economic and fiscal impact of a tax increase being proposed by a local municipality on the industry that is being taxed.

* Estimating the economic and fiscal impact of a proposed hotel development.

* Estimating the economic and fiscal impact of a proposed student housing development.

* Estimating the economic and fiscal impact of a proposed retail development.

* Estimating the economic and fiscal impacts of a group of community development corporations.

* Estimating the economic and fiscal impact of a regional arts organization.

* Estimating the economic and fiscal impact of a proposed expansion of a manufacturing company.

12.08.2011

Recommended Reads, Eighth in a Series


Stuff I'd recommend from the past few months:

Art of the Handwritten Note (Shepherd). No, cursive is not dead yet.

Revolution in a Bottle (Szaky). Really cool to see how this entrepreneur figured out how to turn trash into treasure.

More Sex is Safer Sex (Landsburg). Landsburg at his best is maddeningly offensive and yet absolutely right.

Pursuit of God in the Company of Friends (Lamb). A good word for Christians to "do life together."

Human Accomplishment (Murray). And you thought doing statistical regressions on 2,800 years' worth of human accomplishment was impossible, boring, or meaningless.

Rise and Fall of the Great Powers (Kennedy). A 500-year sweep of the interplay between economic growth, military might, and political power.

12.06.2011

El Problemo


Since rush hour traffic is so bad in downtown Philadelphia, I try to avoid taking the bus home. If I get out before 5:30p, and one of the two buses that goes to my neighborhood happens to come by right in front of my office right as I leave the building, then I'll hop on; even with bad traffic, the bus can go three miles in less than 30 minutes, so that I'm not late for picking up the kids. But if all of those things aren't there, I hoof it two blocks to the subway station, zip five minutes through downtown and under a river, and emerge in my neighborhood to walk the last half-mile to the kids' school.

(I take a similar approach on the way into work: if the bus isn't coming right by, I'll walk a little extra to catch the subway. I reckon that even if the bus is coming right by, the subway is faster, so if I'm hopping on the bus it's because I'm lazy and not because I'm in a hurry.)

Alas, three times in the past three weeks the subway, usually reliable, has failed me. One morning two weeks ago, I had to go into the office early for a meeting. I knew something was suspicious as I got closer to the subway stop when, at such an early hour, people were pouring out of the stairwell. I soon learned that someone had jumped in front of a moving subway car earlier that morning, and so they had shut down the whole line. I ended up on one of scores of emergency buses that shuttled people in lieu of the subway. So much for making my meeting on time.

Last week, I again had a meeting first thing in the morning, and this time I was on the subway when problems arose. The subway ground to a halt under the river between 30th and 22nd. The conductor announced he had to check on something, and several minutes later, updated us that the train was experiencing motor problems. We crawled, at probably three miles an hour, to the next stop, stopping several times for several minutes on the way. Right before we finally arrived at the next stop to get off, a passenger in my car started freaking out, and had to be calmed down by all of the people at that side of the car. I'm not sure what would have happened had we not arrived at the stop finally and opened the doors.

Yesterday, the problems were on the way home. I was already cutting it close in terms of getting the kids on time, so when the subway again slowed to a halt, I started checking my watch madly and calculating how fast I would have to sprint the half-mile from stop to school. Of course, to make things even funner, I was carrying three huge tins of cookies which I had bought in Chinatown and left at work to bring home to give to the kids' teachers. All told, we were delayed underground for ten minutes, which meant I would need to run at breakneck speed just to come close to closing time at school. The last of the three pauses on this trip was the most painful of them all, as we were just a half-block from my stop. Finally, we arrived, and I burst out of the subway car, through the turnstile, and down the street. What a sight I must have been, in full suit, work bag and three big red plastic bags full of cookie tins flying all over the place. I arrived at school, swooped the kids up in the administrative office, and then bent over completely gassed.

My life today resembles a great game of keeping the trains running on time. So it throws me off when the literal trains aren't running on time. Never a dull moment, I suppose.



12.05.2011

Lazy Linking, 62nd in an Occasional Series


What I liked lately on the Internets:

62.1. It turns out money can buy you happiness . . . when you spend it on others. [Hat tip: Barking up the Wrong Tree.

62.2. Remember this Christmas season that for all our progress in modern society, the best toys for kids remain the old standbys - stick, box, string, cardboard tube, and dirt. [Hat tip: kottke.org.]

62.3. What's more astounding - that South Korean authorities routinely sweep the streets to crack down on kids studying after 10pm, or that South Korean kids are studying after 10pm?

62.4. Sorry, Jared - Subway is fast food, too. [Hat tip: the Consumerist.]

62.5. "The firm will also need considerable legal advice to navigate these uncharted waters of immigration law." When the firm in question is a floating incubator off the coast of Silicon Valley, then, yeah, I'd say they'll need considerable legal advice. [Hat tip: Marginal Revolution.]

12.03.2011

Successful Launch Party

Wow. I was so impressed on so many levels upon attending a showcase of young entrepreneurs at The Enterprise Center earlier this week. See video below.

Billed as a "launch party," the place was buzzing with people, energy, and the flash bulbs of the paparazzi. The main event hall was ringed with the exhibits of the young entrepreneurs, who had already survived a school year of in-school instruction and were now in their third month of incubating at The Enterprise Center. Business concepts included custom-designed T-shirts, hair accessories, and landscaping, but always with a clever twist. The displays were thoughtfully presented, the pitches confident, and the materials compelling.

The program has come a long way since my days running it, and it showed most of all in the caliber of the participants. I was a pretty impressive young lad back in the day, and I don't think I could have pulled off networking with professionals, running a table full of products and concepts I created, and managing the intricacies of my very own little venture. So hats off to the youngsters, and to The Enterprise Center. (Next time, I'll bring my spending money!)





12.02.2011

Sermonizing Again

If you are in the area next Sunday, December 11, I will be preaching at the 10:30 am morning service at Woodland Presbyterian Church at 42nd and Pine Streets. The title of my sermon will be "I Have Nothing to Offer You But My Shameful Sin: Jesus Meets a Woman of Ill Repute and a Well-Respected Religious Leader, and You’ll Never Guess Which One He Justifies." I will be preaching out of Luke 7:36-50. I've blogged about this before but will be adding a few wrinkles to my message. People of all faith perspectives are welcome to come check us out.

12.01.2011

Huang Family Newsletter, November 2011






Amy left her job in the Philadelphia prisons and took a psych nurse practitioner job at Bravo Health, where she toggles between two offices and sees all kinds of patients. Lee helped get David Oh voted in as Philadelphia's first Asian-American City Councilperson, joined the board of his neighborhood association, and had speaking gigs in Harrisburg and New York City. The kids are chugging along with school and with classes at the Y (basketball for Aaron, ballet and tap for Jada). We enjoyed Thanksgiving at Amy's parents' house.

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