Journal of Reflections on His lost Kingdom

Saturday, July 29, 2006

note to self - on Vinson

Vinson is a 6 or 7 year old child that i met in VBS of 2006. He is the first kid that i miss after VBS, why? beacuse he needs Jesus the most out of the whole summer camp. No doubt he is different. Most of the other children are afraid of him. Partly because he doesn't obey any teacher or any adult, and does not hesitate to declare his hostility to anyone by hitting and running. That scares the children. He derives a twisted pleasure from tickling other people's private parts, and pretending to be dead. i can never forget the grin on his face, the moment after people pass by ignoring him, he would have thought the passer-by thought him dead and left him, and be content with it.
Alan is correct, he is too smart. i feel that he has the 'social intellingence' that is equivalent of a 10 or 12 yr-old. He easily avoids questions that he does not want to answer. he tries to take the lead in conversation, and manipulate others to play with him. On top of that, he has all the other 'bad-boy' traits such as physically violent, selfish, and so forth.
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In the process of talking to him, i find him intensely attracted to and obsessed with the concept of death. He loves to be dead, and others to think that he is dead. He talks of his daddy being 'already dead', as if he has already achieved something. The phrase he uses most often is 'then i can be dead forever'. I've met his father, a man who is always looking confused. I asked him about life. He spoke of something about winter and snowfall. I couldn't make out anything else amongst the mumbling.

The second time i met him he was no different, only this time he has a best friend, and it is Jesus. I told him about the gospel, everything in his own analogy of good guys and bad, toys and soldiers, except in the salvation on the cross. Jesus died for us, and Jesus died for him. He struggles to understand this, i explained it to him. But he continued to look confused. He asked me many times and continue to bring our conversation back to this topic. He tries to understand but couldn't, because he lives in a world of cartoon heroes and villians. And in cartoons, there are no sacrifices like the one committed to by Jesus.

(note to self: write more on how he hits me and hate me when i talk about him joining Jesus)

it's most unfortunate that i had too few opportunities to talk with him. This whole occuation of meeting with him makes me sit back to weigh out between psychology and ministry. Because i have been told he has been getting professional psychiatric help

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