Time.
Because of Einstein, we often call time the fourth dimension. Special relativity shows that time behaves surprisingly like the three spatial dimensions. The Lorenz equations show this. Length contracts as speed increases. Time expands as speed increases.
Ok enough gobbledegooky nonsense;
Bet you mistook me for a nerdy indian scholar who won a NASA essay writing competition and scored a perfect score for the SATs (which, erm, whom, im gonna beat someday) hehe.
Right seriously now. Seriously.
Seriously.
Everyone, well, everyone significant (though not necessarily in a positive manner) is talking about how these 2 years in junior college went by in a flash, how they'll miss each other, what they've learnt from others, what others have learnt From them (in extremely egocentric cases) so on and so forth.
Everyone significant but me.
Until 10 minutes ago that is (:
So.. these years have really gone by in a flash. I've learnt new things, more importantly, others have learnt new things From me, i've wasted another 2 years in school, fighting to stay awake in lectures (okok school wasnt That bad) and of course, i've made new friends.
Making friends is nothing new; not at all. Not to someone as handsome, charming, tall, intelligent, and of course, humble, as I am.
What's new, was making friends from other countries.
You can find them Everywhere- India, Vietnam, China, Malaysia, Indonesia.
Yup, you guessed it. Mosquitoes. Pesky little things. They come from All OVER!!!
Then again, so do the new friends i've made. You'd think they'dve picked a slightlyy larger country to move to but nooo they come here and steal our already scarce lodgings and water. That aside though, they're pretty awesome people. Most of them at any rate =P
So, about the friends i've made from all around the world. Well, all around Asia.
It was really great getting to know them better, learning about their cultures, their backgrounds, imagining some of them powering generators during power failures and of course their religions.
All in all, these are reallyy nice people. I won't mention names cos there're just too many of them and if I only mention some the rest will be all over me bribing me to grant them the honour of typing Then deleting their names in the draft so you get the point. But it's sad to know that most of them are non-believers and as far as Christians believe, aren't going to heaven. It's not a delicate truth. Far from it. It's not delicate, and it's not nice. But I believe in it. Why? That's another story for another day, but it's enough to know that as far as I believe, I'm not seeing them for all eternity.
I've always imagined though, (yes yes indulge me for a moment would you, atheist readers) what the scene'd be like when judgement came a calling. Could I look my friends in the eyes and tell them truly, in all honesty, that I'd done my best to let them see the truth? Indeed, I'd argued more than my fair share for the cause of Chriatianity; researched on countless apologetics just so I'd be ready for their questions, blah blah blah. But if I'd LIVED a life of love, would they have believed me then?
What if they would?
What if all the argument, the countless hours spent debating the goodness or even existence of God were for naught?
What if all they'd needed was a living example of Christ on earth for them to believe that Christianity is more than a religion; a belief. That it's The Truth?
Could I face them then?
Could I face God?
Well done, or how come?
There're approximately 3 more weeks before they leave and I don't see them again for I-dont-know-how-long.
Can what I've failed in for 2 years be made up for in 21 days? Can I be that bit of stained glass letting Christ's light shine through for all to see, or will my friends, my dear friends, leave Singapore the same as they arrived- Bereft of the presence of God in their lives?
Don't get me all wrong and stuff. I know that unless God is willing, nothing will come to be. Abolutely nothing. But loving our neighbours, loving our Lord, is more than just a choice; it's more than something I Want to do.
It's a command.
Shining for God isn't about prophesying, isn't about going to church and serving in ministries every day of the week while getting straight A's to boot.
It's about love.
All about love.
A good friend gave me sound advice: there is Nothing within our power we can do that will change the hearts of non believers. That is God's job. Our job is to sow the seeds of the gospel.
Amen to that.
Yet if we sow the seed of salvation, if we proclaim in the power of the Holy Spirit the truth of our Lord's death and resurrection, yet live not as trees planted firmly in God but as chaff blown about by the billowing gusts of sinful humanity, then exactly what is it that we are doing here?
"Well done, or how come?"
1 Corinthians 13: 1-3
1If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. 2If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but have not love, I am nothing. 3If I give all I possess to the poor and surrender my body to the flames, but have not love, I gain nothing.