Dear you,
You went home tonight.
Regrets creep in for not being in touch or even seeing you but to a friend who I knew when I was only about 3 feet tall and that few years that we grew up in Sunday school, just know that as you smile down on us, you were in thoughts at times in my life and will always be from now on till we meet again.
As I sat hearing stories of your life and read the words you had shared on your journal – one thing is for sure: you have certainly lived a life full of passion, not just for life’s sake but especially for Him.
I will remember the words you wrote:
“ Of note, you’ll realize that I have not mentioned God in my background story and if you know me at all, you’ll know that God is at the center of my very being.”
This one as well:
“I am just me. Without Him, I am just an empty shell, devoid of light, devoid of love. It is He, who is Love, who is the light and life in me. I am nothing and He is everything.”
God being the CENTER of your very being and that He is everything and we are nothing. How apt that we tend to put God in the background, on the sidelines only to seek Him in need,how we think that we are everything and He is nothing. But not for you, nay definitely not you at all! I will remember all these words.
My heart ached but recalling what memory I have with you and the GR days help soothes the pain a little.
You going home reminded me of that time when we were part of a handful that was called out in the congregation to be the 5 streams of His work; 5 streams that will be the forefront for Him and doing great and mighty things for Him. As I recall, I think yours was one of being the leader of the pack – the one that will go before the rest of us and will lead the way – I guess you really did, huh? As for me, I think it was something to do with taking short cuts in life and weaseling my way out of things yet serving Him but with you having run your race and showed the way, no more shortcuts or running away for me huh?
So for now a quote to capture this moment: (A well-used one by yours truly)
“There are not many roads in this journey, there’s only one road, infinitely connected, like the many grooves of an old record, endlessly leading away from home and back towards home at the same time. It’s all one long journey and travelling is what we do to stay alive. Like every road, it has its twists and turns; mine included. But with every twirl and bend and bumps, there’s always this hope that things can only get better…what I face today is just a taste of things to come and with that in mind I can’t wait for tomorrow but then again I can’t forget about today…so its on about today then…It’s late and its been hard trying to fall asleep with so much on your minds. Every thought that passes you reminds you of things undone and with every blink of an eye, the heart rattles away for that very person that you so desire, forming a familiar face at the edge of a crowded mind; the brown eyes, those curvaceous lips, that well-known scent…it always lingers on, doesn’t it? As the eyes shut and the mind drifts away to that one very mysterious place where all these seems to come true…our dreams…”
Oh, I am pretty sure you will always linger on in thoughts and in dreams.
Sigh…my tearless grief is definitely bleeding inwardly.
Godspeed, old friend. See you around!
Cheers,
A
P/S As you rest now in eternal life - I pray for strength to begin my work and fulfilling my calling to be a Stream for Him…Thank you for showing the way…and so my journey begins…
practical. i will readily admit that i have never been that practical a person. ever the idealist, the hopeless romantic (cue song:
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