I place my jacket over the box on the roof beside me. I feel the drops of rain gently hit my cheeks. I look down and see people moving 30 stories below, not knowing. I glance behind me and see that he hasn’t found me yet. Now, I look towards the sky, spread out my arms, and gently allow myself to lean over the edge. As I lean over, I hear him shout, “no,” from behind me. In fright, I slip and begin to fall.
This is hopeless. I feel that there is something missing in my life; I just don’t know what. Right now I feel trapped. There is no way out. I’ve looked everywhere. There’s not sign of light anywhere. It’s so dark. If I cannot get out, came anyone come in? I don’t know. I’m really scared now. I can’t breathe.
First off, I want to apologize to all of you for my careless actions yesterday in fighting with a fellow fan. However, know that my heart was in the right place. We should not be fighting against one another. I quote my favorite president, Abraham Lincoln, in a paraphrase from Mark 3:25, “[a] house divided against itself cannot stand.”
the world is ever shifting, ever changing...let no one stand in your way, you know in your heart the truth...let not want people say discourage, instead embrace it and become stronger...those who trust and know, will always be behind you...our heads held high, we will stay above...for that's where the winners are, that's where you'll always be...
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