I was looking through some old pictures and I realized how good my college days were. I made my own schedule. I had plenty of free time. So many spontaneous random trips to Chicken N Rice, Mad Mex, Naked Chocolate, and more. Now I can’t do that so much since I work a 9-5. Those were some great times and I’m thankful for those memories.
There was one particular day, last year, that was exceptionally fun. It was in the morning and Dany and Siby were picking me up from the airport. We decided we didn’t want to waste such a great day, so we called everyone we could think of for a trip to Mad Mex for some great wings. We got Liffy, Sarah and Vickie to join and we were on our way! We took a bunch of pictures, and even has some “spontaneous photoshoots”. I put it the pictures together into a short video and added some music.
It’s been going on for more than a week already. Probably a bad server config or something. either the bots at Facebook have no clue what to do, or they don’t care soon we’ll all find something else to take up our time other than Facebook.
And I’m not alone.
Malayalee churches never talk about relationships.
They never talk a bout sex.
Is it that the church expects the parents to teach it? Or is it that the parents expect the church to teach it?
Or is it that they both expect each other to teach it?
And then the parents put the pressure on the son or daughter to get married and they just wind up settling because they are about to “expire”.
Not that it always ends bad, but many times it does. That’s when we see postcards like this:
But how do you know it’s true love?
“Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.” – 1 Corinthians 13:4-7 (NIV)
“I am my lover’s and my lover is mine” – Song of Solomon 6:3 (NIV)
When I was in twelfth grade I hit a tree.
I may have shared this story before in various places already.
I hit this tree going at least a minimum of 20 MPH on a mountain bike.
I hit the tree so hard the front tire was bent out of shape and unrideable. I had to walk it up and out of the woods.
I had a helmet on, but that only protected my head.
At the point of impact, as i unwrapped myself from the tree, i just remember my entire left side feeling numb.
I could still move, but the wind was knocked out of me.
I struggled to catch my breath
I couldn’t focus
nothing else mattered
my arm and leg were moving, but i didn’t really feel anything.
Nothing in my fingers or toes,
or my heart.
just stepped back and thought, what just happened.
then the pain began.
not painful and unbearable.
but a soreness, an emptiness that lingered just enough for me to know something was off.
something big just happened.
i think i hit the tree again
or at least about to.
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There’s a lot that’s happened and a lot that seems worth mentioning, but at the moment, only this snippet from a recent conversation seems worth writing about.
“I’m just doing my best to trust that God has it all planned out and I just need to wait on his time. Which is hard because I see what I want, and I want it now. But I’ve been realizing that I’m wasting all this energy focusing on insignificant things, when I know God has me where I am right now for a reason and I need to focus on Him before I can focus on anything else.”
don’t know where i’m headed
don’t know where i’ll end up
all i know is this is where i am
and where i’ve been
and this is the next step
so have a little faith
and we’ll go far
beyond our imaginations
beyond our dreams
beyond their promises
beyond what ever lies beyond
it’ll make sense in the end
because that’s where we’re headed
but for now
in the beginning