Wednesday, September 16, 2009

A Lifetime Treasure

It all started when I was about twelve years old. We were just entering the last day of an eight day vacation in the mountains of Virginia. Everyone was gathering in this church for the last breakfast with each other until next year. When everyone was done eating, a man named Anthony, also the head of the church, said, "Before you all leave, I have something I want to give you all." So everyone got up and headed outside to this white van.

Then Anthony started handing out a white box to everybody that was there. In that white box, there was a plate with a picture of Michael Jordan shooting a basketball. It also had the schedule of the Chicago Bull's next playoff game. Obviously, around that time they were in the playoffs.

Before we started to load up the vans to leave, everyone started sharing tears and praying for each other. That lasted for about an hour. After that we took a group picture and departed on the road.

As we were on the road, I was just sitting and thinking about all the things that just happened to me. I was also thinking about how I didn't appreciate some of the gifts that were given to me in the past. So now I know that the gifts I received in thepast were given to me for a reason. Always remember to be thankful for what someone gives you; it is the thought that counts.

Pushed to the Edge

As I walked into the den, everything went silent. I looked around, and all eyes were on me. I continued to search the room to look for the source of the problem. Then I froze. Right in the middle of the room was Philip beside a chair. Above him was my beloved Spunky with one end of a rope tied to his neck and the other tied to the ceiling fan.

I didn't know what to do. It's hard to be in pain. It's harder to see something you love in pain, and you can't do anything about it. I didn't know why anyone would do that to my poor little dog. I felt worse because I knew I couldn't do anything. I had to watch my Spunky suffer. Everyone in the room started to laugh, either at my facial expressions, or the situation. Next thing I knew, I was out the door. I needed fresh air to think things through. Maybe it was a dream, maybe if I walked back in, everything would be back to normal.

Spunky is my stuffed dog. He means so much to me. I got him from one of my tutors named Michelle. He's so special to me and I love him. He's always there when I need him. Why would anyone want to hurt him?

I walked back in. No one was in the den. Then I heard laughter coming from the basement. I went to see what was going on. Then I saw it. Philip had put Spunky in the paper cutter. There was nothing I could do. I started to cry. I had been pushed to the edge.

Beware of Things That Happen in Your Life

Vida Nueva is a significant spiritual retreat for me. VN #37 is where I was finally aware of the things that were happening and happened in my life. I realized it to where it just brought me to tears and once again, I was left confused, lost, and feeling like my life was complicated. Thankfully I have good friends that keep me grounded and encourage me to be myself.

When I was in that breakdown mode of realization, my compassionate friend Jonah came to comfort me in my time of despair when I just felt depressed. Jonah was just so interested in what was going on in my life and what was making me sad and I told him. From then on, I just felt placid and at peace. But still I was not looking forward to seeing my family; that would start that depression machine of discomfort and pain because that's how bad it was and uncomfortable to just be around them.

After Vida Nueva, things were still the same at home. I did not have my friend there to comfort me, but the sound of Jonah's voice really did. Whenever I get lost in my thoughs about my home situation, Vida Nueva and my friend's comforting talk helps me to be more forgiving.

Life with Montrell

I was playing outside with my best friend when my brother pushed me out of the house. It started when I was playing football with my friend. Then Montrell came outside and asked my friend William to go into the house and help him get past a hard part of a video game. But William told him to do it on his own. So Montrell got mad and went in the house.

When he came back out of the house, he had something in his hand. I tried to see what it was, but I was too late. He stabbed William in the butt with a knife. My grandmother came outside and saw what he had done. She ran back in the house and called 911. When the police got there, they took William to the hospital.

The next day, William got out of the hospital. I went to visit him that day. My brother walked into his house. I went to jump off the house on to the trampoline, but Montrell pushed me off the roof. I fell on my side and broke one of my ribs. I stayed in the hospital about a day. When I got out, I had a big bruise on my side.

Another time, William and I were playing a video game when Montrell walked into my room. At first, I was about to kick him out, but something that I had read that day stopped me. In the book of Matthew 22:37-39, it says, "Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind. This is the first and greatest commandment. And the second is like it: 'Love your neighbor as yourself.'" That is why I let it go. The Bible also says two wrongs don't make a right.

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