It was Nick's 11th birthday tonight. Well, technically his birthday was yesterday, but we celebrated it tonight coz there was Krsytle & Jared's wedding yesterday. There were more than 20 people at Nick's bash, mostly adults. I can't believe he's already in Standard Five! Seemed like yesterday when I held him as a newborn, took loads and loads of photos of him, watched as he got disciplined, etc...
During the dinner I had another spasm attack. My facial muscles jammed up first, followed by tingling sensation on my arms. I started to palpitate. Great. Just as I was about to attack the nicest part of the dinner too... in moments like these I really begin to think that I would not be able to outlive the people at the table. Given, some of them are like in their 50s but they seemed to enjoy more robust health.
That's fine with me.
The idea is not to live the longest, but to max it out in obedience to God.
Nick's parents are my godbro and godsis. They took me under their wing when I was a homeless ,persecuted young Christian. Not only that, they invested years of their time and money on me, sacrificed and did things that could only come from Love Above. If it weren't for them and my godparents, I would have become a lesser person.
And in those years they never murmured. Once when I told my godbro how I appreciated him, he said, "you know, one day I hope you be the same person to someone else."
The dinner tonight was not just another birthday party. It was another chance to be thankful for the friends that we have, to drink in the merriment and cherish the bonding - something you can't buy, shouldn't postpone and can never re-enact.
Everytime I met my godbro and godsis, I am reminded never to compromise on my relationships. It is never worth it.
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