Across the Table

That moment you realize you know the kid who just walked in the coffee shop, but it's been  so long since you've even spoken... let alone the likelihood of the two of you meeting up again.. 

The debate begins:

To speak or not to speak?

It has been over two years... would he even remember you?

The times you did hang out with him were few but sweet and have become warm memories that are dearly held. Yet, there is no reason why he should feel the same. 

You prayed he would grow to be a good man, a strong man, a Godly man. 

The life place he was at last you heard was a hard one 

he was just a kid then..

He seems happy now.. thats good.

Still hasn't seen you.. would he even recognize you if he does. 

The Answer is no.

There it is. 

Gone without ever knowing how things turned about.

So the separate lives of the present go on while the memories of  friendship past grow another shade dimmer.

And still the prayers go on

Sinking in

Wow... who would of thunk it?

I have officially made roots for MYSELF!! Of course I've had roots because of family connections, but today I MADE roots. I became an official resident of my northeastern state. New License, soon to have new registration on my car.. I can't believe it.
 A lot is changing in the next few days.
 My best-childhood friend is heading back to college tomorrow, which is weird since I am usually the one leaving and on the road for days at a time. Now I'm the one waving good-bye as I hang pictures on the walls of what was his old room; turned my room. I'm getting settled into work a little more with the fact that there's not even enough work to keep on the temps! Most all the seasonal help has moved on now and I'm still left pending... everyone knows I want to stay, they just have to decide now whether or not to keep me.
Am I ready for this?
 Am I ready to be in this routine EVERYDAY!? I've never had this kind of "nine-to-five" job for more than a summer. Well, Hey, whether I think I'm ready for it or not, I'm gonna learn alot so that I AM ready for it. My grandmother has been reminding me a lot about blooming where I am planted. So I do believe it's about time I took some time to feel the sunshine on my face, breathing in some fresh air, and letting my colors show here for HIS glory for a while. I plan to grow here... I plan to grow a lot. Why?
 Because that is exactly what is going to happen whether I'm looking for it or not.

Wow.. 2012. Who would have thunk it! A new year with new adventures already under way. For me, this rising sun brings a city skyline silhouette. Classes start up soon for me in the Windy City and I am very much looking forward to it. As it turns out, this is becoming my first step into the real world as an adult man. I know I've been "an adult" according to age for a few years now, but feeling like a responsible adult is another thing.. and it's starting to set in. I'm really on my own on this one... with the Almighty at my side of course. If it weren't for His provision, I wouldn't be stepping into this new realm of life at all. Praise Him for the road ahead... even if you don't know what that path looks like, because you can be assured that it is going to turn out for YOUR BEST. Because God never works things out for anything less.

Plain Black and White

As many have learned, and I am now learning, people ask a lot of questions when you change. Being as we are, humans ususally like to hover in a homemade norm of their own design, with thier preconceptions and assumptions all figured out. So when someone up and changes, it seems to be a sudden out-of-the-blue occurance. This would bring a part of those preconceptions and assumptions to a crashing reality that anything is possible and things are rarely as they seem.
Getting a tattoo is probly the biggest acts of change I've made, but definatly not the most significant. I was suprised though, when I heard the words, "I never thought you would get one."
I can understand where they might be coming from. After all, I was always the goody-two-shoes teacher's-pet, church boy. I was never really rebelious to any authority. But at the same time, I've always wanted a tattoo. I've always been rather expressive of myself, artsy, and never afraid to write on myself.
It wasn't an act of acting out, it wasn't for spite. My parents have taught us well and though they let us know where they stood, they never forced their convictions on their kids.
My reason for getting this tattoo is simple: To remind me to be content and remind me of lessons I've been taught in years passed. Knowing that God has me where He has me for a reason... therefore, I should look for oppertunities to serve Him, praise Him, and learn from Him.

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"Be strong and courageous. Do not be afraid, do not be dismayed, for the Lord your God is with you wherever you go."