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Random Thoughts
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Random Thoughts
By: Duane Allyson Gravador
High School High: A New Hope. Before I formally begin this write-up, I would like to extend a message to the high school students who will get to read this in time. I would like them to know that my fervent prayers are with them, that they may constantly find hope in themselves and in each other. Also, I am praying that they may live according to their mission as agents of new hope. And most of all, it is my prayer that they never lose their grip in Christ. Well, let me start now.
How can I even begin to define my feelings at the High school High? There are so many emotions that I have to capture and elaborate on, that I fear I might lose track of words, time, and page numbers. So how do I get on with this? Hmm… it’s very simple, really. Right now, I am speechless. My speechlessness helps me to be silent. And my silence helps me write.
July 21, 2007. Maybe it was someone’s birthday. Or perhaps a couple’s wedding anniversary. I don’t really know. All I know is that on that day, a number of young students had the time of their lives, and all because of the YFC High School High.
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For some, it may have been their first real chance to be with God in that manner. For others, they may have considered it as an opportunity to lay back and slow down with their lives. Personally, it was an avenue for me to grow deeper in my faith- faith in myself and in Christ. I mean, I doubted right from the beginning that I could ever manage the emceeing job. But wonder of wonders, I didn’t screw it up! Hahaha… God really is good.
Of course, I am aware that having had the chance to attend and be part of the High School High has an underlying purpose, a purpose that each of us will figure out in God’s own time. I am positive that it was not just an opportunity to be with God, or to slow down in life, or even to grow deeper in faith. There is something more profound about everyone’s partaking in the event, and it is up to Christ to reveal this purpose to all of us. Meanwhile, everyone waits.
And while everyone waits, I take the chance to say this: whatever was gained in the affair, whoever became a friend, whatever insights were learned, I hope that none of that has been brought to an end, along with the end of the High School High. Let us all be grateful. There are countless ways to show gratitude. But sometimes, the greatest expression comes in never forgetting. I hope everyone remembers everything- the laughter, the friendships, and the faith lessons. I hope nobody forgets.
How can I even begin to define my feelings at the High School High? I find myself speechless. I suddenly stop short, as I realize that the memory is beyond words, beyond definition. But then again, so is GOD…
Date added 2007-08-04 17:34:46
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