People I want to thank:
To, the old Romanian lady who fed my brother and me; who cleaned up the outside stairway for us, who checked up on us. I am sorry I never got to give you a proper farewell. You truly were an inspiration of good-will; bent-over with arthritis, I wish I could thank you now.
To "v." Thanks for making me proud! I pray that you will grow in wisdom, in stature, and in favor with God and Man. Check your pride, always. God hates pride. Humble yourself, consider the other better. Stay away from girls, they're bad news and will make you stupid. Keep practicing piano, you're getting really good! And cello. I remember when you used to make me watch Mulan and Finding Nemo with you every day, and now, you're taller than me! But respect, you cross me I will own you. Debussy, Clair de Lune? Keep at it!
To "w." Thanks for capturing her soul in words; I dig and jive. Continue to become a beautiful woman of God. Thanks for being a spiritual role model for me; Remember, you're not fat, you're beautiful!
To "X." I'm sorry, but I am slowly forgetting how you looked. I keep a photo of you next to my windowsill, but we all know that photos deceive. Even in that photo, though, you still look so sad. Or, were you just trying to look melancholy? Was melancholia in vogue?
To "Y." I still don't know; Time heals all things they say, but it buries many things too. Why rouse sleeping tigers from their slumber? If God wants us to be together, then it'll be. But, don't push it.
To "Z." Thanks for putting up with me. You cried in front of me once. Don't do it again, it hurts me to see you that weak.
To "F1." We went through every type of **** imaginable. I really relied on your leadership during those periods, though you were/are still a little weird. You've changed, I think you know, not for the better. Holiness is all, holy living, holy conduct, holy speech, holy sociality, holy, holy, holy. Too bad we fail so many times. But damn it, stop drinking and smoking! You would be ashamed if your dad was there, But what about an even greater Father?
To "F2." Thanks for stirring up my faith and making it real. I wish to be as strong and holy as you are. Thanks for being humble, too, giving no pretense for invulnerable holiness; we are still human.
To "F3." You played tennis with me and lost every time. You suck at tennis, but I know that you that by nature you are a kind person. Good! Let us further the kingdom together!
To "F4." Thanks for teaching me about the nature of loss, of longing slowly turning to apathy then complete ignorance. I just remembered that I should thank you for that, and when I think about those times when we were together, I feel ashamed.
To Manna Christian Fellowship, my continual source of grief and suffering, but also betterment, joy and closeness with God, and community. May we continue to strive after God's will, to help him as vicegerents, to further the Kingdom and its cause.
To Jesus, my Father!, my confidant, my sanctifier, my only hope, my only true friend, my creator, my lover, my all; May I be perfect as you are perfect, holy as you are holy, compassionate as you are compassionate, altogether-lovely as you are lovely, powerful as you are powerful, humble and meek as you were humble and meek. May I decrease and may you increase! May I see life as it is, short and fleeting; Father, put on me not garments of animal skin as in Adam, but garments of righteousness and holiness; I will seek after the imperishable.
To my close friends here at school. Thanks. Haha, that's all you get. :)
*I'm writing this rather late, and I have a tendency to write more personal things when I write late, which translates into a tendency to delete this kind of material in the morning when I think about what I've written. This is a reminder for me not to delete it. But I might just go ahead and delete it.
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