Friday, June 29, 2007

Before its too late

She is running
A hundred miles an hour in the wrong direction
She is trying
But the canyon's ever widening in the depths of her cold heart
So she sets out on the road, another misadventure just to find
She's another two years older, and she's three more steps behind
Does anybody hear her? Can anybody see?
Or does anybody even know she's going down today
Under the shadow of our steeple
With all the lost and lonely people
Searching for the hope that's tucked away in you and me
--Casting Crowns


Reading Sis Raine's post on the Adam blog just brought back a flood of memories.

I remember when I was in J1, I saw this senior of mine in the canteen. At the other end. He was a big jolly guy from my senior class. Probably a head taller than everyone else too. Had his signature grin for a face as usual (no I wasn't infatuated-.-), giving a friendly punch on the arm to just about every aquaintance who passed him by. One of those guys the whole world knew and loved. Knew about, anyway. I wondered to myself what a fulfilling life he must have, being able to relate to people so well. I did wonder, along with all that, if he had the One Person in his life who could make it all more than just fulfilling. Thought maybe I should invite him for service. My thought bubble promptly POOF-ed into nothingness when I heard him call my name, from THAT far away. So I went over. Forgot all about inviting him.

A day later, Big Guy was gone. The plastered grin, the ease of manner, the apparent joy - it was all gone. He jumped. And NOOOO it's not cos ACJC makes people feel like they need to jump. But, yeah he was gone, and I was too late. Big Guy is still missed much. And I can't help thinking that the Father misses him too.

Don't let the Big Guys in your life pass Him by.

- Choe

posted by IGNYTE, Trinity@PL @ 11:36 AM