Tuesday, October 17, 2006

Life is funny

It’s not always hahaha funny, but also funny in the sense that we think we understand life, but then things happen and then we feel like we don’t understand it. We’re back to asking questions and answering them in our head.

I’m not sure how I feel. This situation still doesn’t feel real, so I guess it hasn’t fully sunk in for me yet. I’m not sure what I should do, or what I’m supposed to do. My mind is blank, but full of thoughts at the same time. I’m staring blankly ahead, but still focused on what I do. I reflect on what I remember and think silently. I can’t control anything. I don’t know anything. Things happen suddenly. Without notice, to everyone; “...for He makes His sun rise on the evil and on the good, and sends rain on the just and on the unjust.” That is God.

From my own experience, it’s almost never you get word that a friend has gone to be with Jesus. Passed away. Dead. But praise God, he’s not dead now. He’s in Heaven rejoicing (in his case, partying) where there is no suffering. I wonder why God chose for his time to be now. But really, there’s nothing I can do and no matter how much I question, the situation is still the same as it was five minutes ago, an hour ago, etc.

I thank God for the change He made in his life, for the better and to the glory of God only. In his own words:
I always felt the need for acceptance and importance...

I was raised in a Christian environment. My parents were very strict with me, ensuring that I had the right friends, was home before dark, and didn't go to parties throughout high school. I had to keep my crazy and spontaneous side of me under control.

However on my 18th birthday I unleashed myself, the rules no longer applied, I was now officially free from my parent's curfew. Here I am starting University, and I just had to join a Frat because of what I've seen in the movies (Old School), I wanted to blast off into what was supposed to be the best years of my life. Also, I knew that joining a fraternity was my own personal way of rebelling against my parents who totally went against that idea. After attending a couple of their parties, I received an invitation at the fraternity I was rushing at. Shortly after, I only had three things on my mind: girls, beer and myself.

A voice in the back of my head telling me "Dude you are totally not meant to be doing this!" It didn't make sense to me because I was having the time of my life. I felt accepted, and plus I could take advantage of my no-curfew. But something was missing...

The missing link was the purposelessness of what I was doing. I mean I can live my life, have a lot of fun, and perhaps make a lot of money, and maybe leave some mark in history but what will that mean to me after I leave this world? It will probably mean absolutely nothing, because I can't take all my worldly success with me when I die.

So I went back to my childhood roots, I remembered learning about God, and Jesus, and how they will love me no matter what. Well this was the end of my search for the "missing link", I knew whom to go to be accepted, to God! I immediately left the frat, and was in search for a new group who could help me grow - not grow financially, but grow spiritually!

Since then, I have not only found acceptance, but also I have found purpose! There are some pretty stellar benefits to all of this, for example having joy and being kind. I mean honestly, who doesn't feel good after doing something nice? I finally understand that the only way to feel satisfied is to know God. Nothing can separate us.

From everyonehasastory.ca, February 2006)
Definitely not separated.
Daniel Asher
(September 17, 1987 – October 17, 2006)

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