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| Well, it's been a long time since I wrote in this thing. Well, it's the
time of the year when some Christians go on Lent. A 40 day fast, I've
never quite understood the purpose of it, but I decided that I need to
fast also. Over the past several months, I could feel myself drifting
away from God and I need to recommit myself solely to him. I need to
let him reveal my purpose in life. Anyways, I've decided to completely
fast from Soda and Fastfood. I know it seems like a silly thing to
fast, but I still tend to drink soda a lot and still eat fast food
alot, so I'll fast this.
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| This is probably the first real time where I feel completely terrible
and yet still positive at the same time. My grandfather just passed
away less than 2 hours ago. He went peacefully in his sleep, and while
I will miss him than anything. I am happy to know that he was a real
man of God and that whenever it's my turn to leave. However, I want to
tell you about 3 of my favorite memories with him.
I think the one I will always remember the most is
when I was about 13 years old and I woke up early to go to the
restroom, and I saw my grandpa wake up at 500 am. I saw him sit up and
start praying until 6 am. I've always noticed that he was praying
before 6 am, but I never bothered to ask why he was praying. I figured,
he's a pastor, that's what they do. This morning I decided to ask. He
told me that every morning, he prays for every one of his children,
grandchildren, and great grandchildren by name. He prays that we all
would find God and receive salvation. I was in shock at the time,
because he did this faithfully every morning. I think this is the main
reason when I've been saved and even throughout college my faith is
still strong and intact. I think that's the main reason why almost all
30 of his grandchildren are saved. He gave me the best example of a
strong walk with God. He knew the bible inside and out.
My other favorite memory that I've long forgotten
was when I was 4 years old. I woke up in the middle of night for some
reason and I saw my grandpa snacking. I naturally ran and looked at
what he was eating. He was eating a big bag of Oreos. At that age my
mom never let me eat more than one or 2 cookies. But my grandpa told me
to sit down and eat with him. He gave me a glass of milk and I just sat
next to him eating all the Oreos with him. THen when we were done, he
got a bottle of Coke out and poured me a glass to and we both drank it.
This is probably where I got addicted to soda. = ) I don't know why,
but I love that memory.
My final of many favorites I'm gonna tell you is
about when I was ring bearer for the first time around the age of
7-8. I was standing up there for about 10 minutes and then I got
figidity as I always do, even now. I ran off the stage and jumped right
into my grandfather's lap. He gave me a hug and he let me sleep in his
arms during the wedding.
I also remember praying with him that he'll be able
to attend my wedding, if God gives me a wife, and just pray over my
wife and me. I've always felt most comforted and confident when he
prayed over me. This is the reason, I guess, why I always feel rushed
to get a girlfriend. I remember that I wanted to let my grandpa know
that I'll be ok. Over the past couple of years, he asked a couple of my
aunts to make sure that I find someone. I felt rushed to find a
girlfriend, and now I guess I don't have to be so rushed about finding
a girlfriend. Well, I guess, my grandfather will pray over me in heaven.
Well, enough rambling. He took care of me for 18
years, drove me to school, cooked almost all my meals as a child, and
loved me as a son. I'll always miss him.
To my Gong Gong: My second father, my grandfather, and the
greatest man I have ever
known or will
know. I know you're watching down on me and I hope
I'll always make you proud. I'll see you again when
God calls me
home and when
I get there, I'll give you the biggest hug and kiss I've
ever given you. Gong Gong, I love
you and I miss you.
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| Well, I'm finally making another entry into my Xanga and since the last
time I made an entry. Several things have changed, such as Jon moving
to CO for a couple of years, Davina moving back to San Jose, and Angela
working in DC. This has made church life a lot more boring since the
group of people that I hang out with has shrunk. However, change is a
fact of life. Soon enough Susan may move up north also to start her
training for ice dancing, which I pray she excels in. Mike may also
move up in May, which would make church look very different to me.
Well, this whole entry has been me rambling and getting sentimental.
However, I'm glad for services such as AIM which makes it easier to
keep in contact with people as we head in different directions in our
lives.
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| I have no idea why I have a XANGA. I have no functional purpose to have one considering that I am a private man and would share very little. However, due to a very incessant incoming freshman friend. I have decided to start one. If any one reads this on a regular basis, I will ofcourse be in amazement. | | |
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