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

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.

The Man Who Can't Be Moved

Summer has come and life keeps going 'round.
Love "The Script".. so many good songs that don't have anything sketch; just wholesome, beautiful music.

I Loved Her

Green is my favorite color. Hands-down.
It really fits my personality as a matter of fact.
It's peaceful/soothing.. or so say the hospitals.. which I like to be.
It's always related to life and new beginnings.. which I've had both of.
It's the color of grass... which I love to walk barefoot through (even though I'm slightly allergic).
It's the color of "chill"... the sun gleaming through the leaves into your hammock of a home.
....I don't wear a lot of green, but when I do, it makes me feel very comfortable and ME.
the funny thing is that I first started liking the color green because my sister did. ((Shout out to ya El... love ya tons. You're my hero!))
Besides all that though... there are always those slight twinges of pain in my heart about "green."
It's not the crazy tree-huggers movement...every one has a passion.
It's not the weird green pancakes I never want to taste again... my mom will never live that one down.

..."it reminds me"

It's that land of always green and never winter.... "of everything we did"








It's this soft and warming green around by body.... "of everything we said"








It's those green eyes that haunt me in my memories.... "it rushes through my head it finds me, close to you."