How do the mirrors shatter when the science of our sleep suddenly wakes it self up from the quenching dream? I guess realizing the absences of a close one, whether that be your inner-self or your friend, is like waking up from a sweaty mad dream. Unexplained absences of something direly subconscious pertrubing in your bed.
I walked because you walked.
I'm not quite sure if this kind of thoughts are the product of unproductive laziness or from a reflection of series of sordid events. As we grow older we are bound experience both sides of the lifeline: jubilation and mourning.
20's will bring us more weddings and more funerals; more bachelor parties and more emergency rooms; more lotteries and more accidents; friends anew and friends of the past. As we attempt to hold onto the good things of the past and charge into the luck of the future, what should our attitudes as christians be to the success and failures in life?
Where in my failures and regrets can I find myself as a redeemed man?
I've battled strenuously and sleeplessly over the passings of my uncle, cousin, Matthew Loo, Grandmother, and Deborah Lee all in 2 months. I still can't grasp what it means to die. Do these mean anything at all? To die and live in Christ, unwritten in history books?
I walked because you walked.
Now that I'm older, I want to be well.
I titled this 'unexplained absences' in the hope of a future with Explained Presence. To those who quest for Truth, perhaps these are the most frustrating yet fruitful conversations, the conversation of death and the will-never-know-until-you-get-there.
This is a forlorn and faithful prayer to all who rest in peace.
I love you a lot, I love you from the top of my heart.
I walked because you walked.
I'm not quite sure if this kind of thoughts are the product of unproductive laziness or from a reflection of series of sordid events. As we grow older we are bound experience both sides of the lifeline: jubilation and mourning.
20's will bring us more weddings and more funerals; more bachelor parties and more emergency rooms; more lotteries and more accidents; friends anew and friends of the past. As we attempt to hold onto the good things of the past and charge into the luck of the future, what should our attitudes as christians be to the success and failures in life?
Where in my failures and regrets can I find myself as a redeemed man?
I've battled strenuously and sleeplessly over the passings of my uncle, cousin, Matthew Loo, Grandmother, and Deborah Lee all in 2 months. I still can't grasp what it means to die. Do these mean anything at all? To die and live in Christ, unwritten in history books?
I walked because you walked.
Now that I'm older, I want to be well.
I titled this 'unexplained absences' in the hope of a future with Explained Presence. To those who quest for Truth, perhaps these are the most frustrating yet fruitful conversations, the conversation of death and the will-never-know-until-you-get-there.
This is a forlorn and faithful prayer to all who rest in peace.
I love you a lot, I love you from the top of my heart.
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