Disease, discomfort, defect, danger, defeat, despair - these are but some of the harsh realities humanity is always up against. They are a part of life - inevitable, attached, and constant. But let us flip the page and put on our eyes. We'll realize that God sent them not to crush us, not to corrupt out character, not to jeopardize our relationships, not to prevent us from being the people we are called and sent to be. If we ask courage from God, He does not give us courage. Instead, God gives us a chance to be courageous. God is sending trials as opportunities to exercise and to give muscle to our values and it's worth recognizing that most of our personal growth is attributed to these difficulties. The next step is to level up and make the progress national - if not universal.
There will be more mountains to climb and more than a hundred different paths to make. For a very long time, we won;t be seeing each other. Surely, we will miss a lot of things about this school, its gates, its high walls, pentagon, and classrooms which have hosted pools of immortal memories. More than that, we will all miss the people we were used to seeing, talking, and laughing out loud with. We might meet each other in college, we might hold frequent reunions, and we might, in the near future, do business with each other. But basically it won't be as complete as it is now. Yes, it would be difficult to unite everyone in the batch, but again, never impossible. Thanks to advances in media and technology, there's always Facebook, complete with Farmville and Plants vs Zombies. If you like, you can throw pillows too. Just keep in touch.
Let not distance bother you, my friends. It had always been God's plan and we had always been designed to disperse, do different missions, spread the good news, and pass on distinct legacies. Don't cry because it's over. Smile because it happened.
Life is random. We never know what's coming after us. The Santino craze and the Boys Over Flowers fever might have cooled down. Fireflies, Tick Tock, and Speechless will soon leave the airwaves. The limelight will eventually move away from Taylor Swift and the Jabbawockees. Combi and G-tec will soon cease to be the favorite snack and pen, respectively. Applause will die. Medals will tarnish. Certificates will rot. Trophies will bend and break. Power will vanish. Wealth will fade. Fame will be forgotten. Things permanently change. But what remains stable even after forever and a half, is God's love. Always celebrate it.
Plot it in your head. Sing it with your hand. Let it flow from your heart.