Can I have a word with you?
You free?
Yup, anything?
Need to talk to you about something.
Sure, but could you make it quick. I’m kinda busy…
That’s exactly it. You’ve been beside yourself lately. Frankly that worries me.
You of all people should know how I work and what is happening in my life. Buckle up and let’s ride. Haven’t time to…
Dude, shut it. Look, we’ve really got to sort this out. It’s tearing me to pieces…
What going on?
You! I remember you…
Yes I know… I am the man in the mirror.
I thought I was.
We all are.
Hello.
Oh gosh, you too?
Hey I remember him… what a jerk…
Speak for yourself!
I can’t believe I actually shared a history with you.
Neither do I.
Me too.
Where are you going?
Far away. I don’t want to have to deal with this nonsense anymore.
You can’t run from us. And you know that.
Stop it!!
You know..
GO AWAY!!!
*static*
This week has been like the show A Christmas Carol. Without the ghosts, without the humour. Perhaps I’ll call it A Chinese New Year Lion Dance.
Recent increase in contact with my primary school, secondary school friends have thrust old memories of a VERY immature and crappy me into my head; Cheng Yee of years before. Next, Seeing my friends go visiting, my family enjoying their time together, all while I struggle to prioritise my life (and stay healthy) makes me feel left out; Cheng Yee of the now. And the blame is on none other but me. My lack of trust in God. Lastly, an influx of work and true to God’s revelation that in this season I would be stepping out more, I’m getting a taste of the future. How deadlines seem to trample every other consideration and distract a person from living life. Ultimately leading to a life of meaningless pursuits.
Now I am conflicted. My prognosis of my life is not good. Under sections like love, joy peace, patience… I have written “failed”. However, I did go for a second opinion. And Dr. Christ Jesus seems to think otherwise.
I have no answers to many of life’s questions. I only have one truth that gives me reason to live. That there is a God. Infinitely impressive and loving and just.
So, where are those Cheng Yee’s of the past, present and future? I’d like to have a word with them.