The Last Night Together

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I Hope That It Will Treat You Well

     It's moments like these... The times we play volleyball for fun and you tell me I suck at it, although I only played my freshman year. The times when you tell me I look really tired even when I got enough sleep. The times you acted like I wasn't very helpful, even though I sacrificed my peaceful shower time to do you a favor. The times when you ask for something that's 10 feet away, and go back to talking with your friends like you expect me to get it. The times I'm talking about my favorite candies, yet you start a new conversation regarding yourself. Trust me, buttered popcorn jellybeans shouldn't be disregarded, and neither should I. The times you act completely different when around your bad influence of friends, but expect me to be there for you every time you make a mistake. The times you ask me to get info about how girl/ boy feels about you, but never talk to me otherwise or ever think I'm useful for anything else. The times I remember what your middle name, birthday, favorite candy and animal is, yet you can't even remember my favorite color. The times I stay up late or answer in the middle of the day to talk to you, even though you take my advice like a joke. The times you use me at your own disposal and indirectly demand things, even when it's the most inconvenient time for me and you know it. I'm with my family... but I'm at your service anyways. The times you promise me things to the date, but later try to renew those promises or never come through at all. I'm used to it. The times I go above and beyond to make sure you're doing okay, yet you show more concern and thanks to those who barely know you.

     I'd call it an emotionally enraged state, but I've got to say the most satisfying moment that night was when I drove off playing "Gives You Hell" in my car.

Movie Stubs

     I used to think that all of us fit into a small pool regarding who we are and that we simply like different things, but I've realized that I'm wrong. There's actually people who are able to think in such intricate ways that can only be understood by those other people who see the world in the same eyes. I'm glad to say that I've had the pleasure of meeting people like this. Those who don't view situations or surroundings in the typical, structed perspective that most of the world does, but a "different" manner.

     These few people who I've come to known are by far the most interesting people I've ever met. They appreciate the little things in life which seem to be very insignificant to the majority of people, and find beauty in mundane things. They can also sense those who are following the popular beliefs of the world and see that they have a limited capacity to understand those who are unlike them. They not only challenge the way that others think, but the way that I think and I love it. Because not everything is black and white. There are things going on that can be interpreted in a million different ways, and life isn't meant to be lived the same way as everyone else; except a lot of the times people don't get that. For example, they don't understand why I like to watch people, or why my collection of tickets/movie stubs is a meaningful accomplishment. They see things for what they are and that's it. And a movie ticket to them is a piece of trash, when it's actually a memory. 

     You know, some just have that sixth sense and are more in tune with their surroundings. They can see through the plastic masks we all put on, and have that ability to deeply take in a person instead of knowing the shallow facts that anyone can get from social media. To them a person isn't just the way they look or talk, because anyone can look or act the same. It really comes down to what you appreciate or is passionate about, because that's unique to you. That's what makes your entire being. Not the hipster flower crowns or Nike free runs that everyone has. Yeah you can attribute those things to yourself because that's what you like, but that doesn't set you apart from the entire teenage population. And that's my entire point of this post: that so many of us are the same. We dress the same, talk the same, and now think the same... but not everyone. Some can actually view the world for what it could be, not what it actually is. 

For Phoenix Link/ Connecting Current

     So there's this loud kid that I met my junior year of high school. At times he made many people in my class laugh, including me, but I never thought we'd be more than classmates. Today this day, the same loud kid is one of my best friends.

     You know sometimes we feel like we're not that very special or have a real purpose in life, especially as teenagers, but this one person made me realize that's not true... That junior year was about the same time I was figuring myself out spiritually. I was confused and slightly uninterested in Christianity for a long time, although I went to church every Sunday. It's ironic how you can appear as a Christian but not think or speak like one. Anyways, that year I really got close to God with the help of a friend who invited me to church. What she did for my future relationship with God was act as a middle man. She spoke and reflected him in ways that I was able to comprehend and accept as a person lacking in faith. And the really amazing thing was that I was able to be that middle man for my friend too. 

     After inviting him to church and Phoenix a few times he changed a lot... and in the best way he could. I could tell that a relationship with Jesus was something he desperately needed, despite the fact he probably didn't know he was lacking anything in his life. It was an amazing thing watching someone you just got to know for a few months, change so quickly and beautifully. Although I'm not talking about physical beauty, spiritual beauty and salvation is something to awe at. Watching anything that God does is something to awe at. It just makes it that much more special when you realize you're a part of the big picture he's painting.

     To this day, I'm incredibly proud of my friend and all that he's overcome and achieved thanks to God's grace. Within the short beginning months since he started going to Phoenix, he's gotten saved, baptized, served, and invited other friends to church in order to show them how amazing God is to those who are even broken or messed up. Because all of us who's come to know Jesus used to be dirty and imperfect in the eyes of the world, but Jesus totally changes that and us. 

     Now, my friend is middle man for his friends and those who he feels compelled to share the good news with. I'm incredibly happy for him and hopeful for his journey of building his faith. Although he's thanked me numerous times for introducing him to our church family and being that person who helped him grow in his relationship with God; I think the real person to thank is God himself. I'm thankful that he used me in his plan to bring another person to Christ, and that he deemed me worthy of it. It was honestly just of an amazing experience for me as it was for my friend. And although sometimes we don't get along, I'm happy to have the loud kid around till this day.