today. i was driving on grand between valley and the 60 entrance and it dawned on me just how passionate justin was. how passionate he must still be worshipping the Lord.
and i thought about everything i saw justin do, everything i heard him say and something impressed upon me the reason why he made such an impact as a person: he was honest.
he was genuine. he was passionate and true.
i want to be passionate and true. get busy living.
Usually, Justin wore the brighter colors! I remember that!!
It took me 11 days but I finally responded. Missing you like crazy bro. Coming up on 9 months now. Gotta keep it 100. #rememberingpkjustin
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Justin’s friend from Santa Barbara Helicon Kuan ponders the question of why bad things happen to good people.
I read somewhere in my philosophy class back at UC Riverside about a case where a father is mourning over the death of his son. His friend said to him, “Crying will do nothing in bringing him back.” But the father replied, “It is because I can do nothing that is why I am crying.”
The passing of a loved one is something I have yet to experience. So I can only imagine the difficulty and sorrow that one would feel. I remember driving up the hill at Rose Hills and saying to myself, “I honestly hate funerals.” Whenever I ascend up that hill, I always get knots in my stomach.
There must be time to mourn. For there is a time for everything. There is a time to laugh, and there is a time to cry. However, I feel the thrust of society pushing behind me. Monday will come and work will have its demands. The day waits for no one and the world screams for your attention. To be honest, I haven’t just stopped and took time to just take time. But in the times that I do, my mind races in pondering the things that are yet to come and the things that are yet to do. “I cannot waste any more time,” I would think to myself. It’s quite funny you know. I don’t have time to take time, but when I do have some time on my hands I fear in wasting it.
Time. Something that I cannot control and also something that is always beside me. It’s something I desperately need to slow down and also sometimes I can’t wait for it to pass quicker. There was a phrase, “like the sands of time.” Time, like sand, when grasped with the whole hand of man, will always loosen his grip and flow through his fingers. No matter how tightly you clench your fist, time will always finds a way to loosen itself from man.
Here’s one fond memory of Justin: It was praise night, the last Friday of the month. I forgot the month, but I know it was a month where all the colleges had a break. People from Cal, UCSB, and UCSD (before solideo) were there. It was also the time where I was always default MC for praise night. I would give a little blurb about the next representative of the next campus and next was Justin. I shared about the worship that night and how it was just like old times, because I heard a familiar voice that no one could ignore. I called him up and handed the microphone to him. “Take it away,” I said. He did this thing, full of passion and full of hope. Perhaps I’ll never hear that familiar voice during worship again. But there are times during worship where I still feel the heart of Justin amidst the people as they cry out to their Lord. And it is then and there I would remember him again.
This is to you Justin. I hope it’s great up there. Time isn’t really an issue anymore when you’re in the heavenly realms. Take it away bro, take it away.
i got one response from Holly Netramai that said:
i found one in the 2003 los altos yearbook he shared for the New Life christian club page…
“So teach us to number our days, that we may gain a heart of wisdom.” psalm 90:12
wow. justin.. who’s prophetic now?
Justin Chang
Why The Hell Will You Wana Go To Hell?(Featuring DJ Hotwire, Miles Militas and MC Beaver)
Lyrics by Justin Chang A.K.A DJ Hotwire
(intro)
MC Teapot: This is a song by Mr Godwin Tsai, who unfortunately couldn’t finish this song himself due to his busy schedule, so me and my homeboys are gona finish this song for him. Hotwire, drop that beat.
lols for the rest of the song, go here.