An Evening with Francis Chan

I had never heard of Francis Chan until quite recently when one of his (many) devotionals showed up on my Bible app on my phone. It was called Crazy Love, and it was pretty interesting, so after I finished the week-long devotional, I bought his book of the same name. And then about a week after that, I saw that he was coming to HK courtesy of the Justice Conference Asia.

It was a pretty interesting talk. I think I often compartmentalise my faith – it’s easier to believe the easy stuff, and not deal with the difficult stuff… like how intense God actually is. But Francis Chan brought it all to the surface today. The theme was our relationship with Jesus, but to show just how incredible Jesus is / what He did for us is, Chan talked about how crazy intense God is… even in the New Testament. It was pretty great to hear it. Sometimes I feel like we sugarcoat the message a lot… Really glad I got to go.


So Michael Gungor played at church anyway. It was great. And Andy G (err Pastor Andrew, actually) blew my mind with his sermon on the Prodigal Son. I’d always wanted to understand the story behind the older brother (most Prodigal Son sermons are about the Father’s heart of forgiveness for the younger son)… And I finally got it.

Go listen to the podcast. It’s worth it.

Tony Read

I’ve been going to my church for 11 years. I remember the small church family, where everybody knew everybody else; and the Pastors’ & Elders’ cell phone numbers were printed on the weekly bulletins; and the single Sunday service, the two youth fellowships and the church office were at four separate locations. I remember all of that vividly. I also remember the rapid expansion and the move to Central. The larger number of staff in the office, the need for a system to be put into place as we became a proper organisation, services overflowing into the lobby area… And now, we’ve moved again, to Wanchai, and the expansion continues. Praise God.

All through the change, as Elders came and went (and came back!), and Youth Pastors came and went (okay, only one went, but that was pretty darn significant), the two Senior Pastors were the constant.

And today, I heard Pastor Tony’s last sermon as Senior Pastor.

I don’t really think I have words to express what I actually feel. Sad mostly, though happy for him (it’s time, I know that, it really is) but it’s so strange, it just feels odd. Like something is missing.

Time to let go… God bless the Reads.