The Road Goes Ever On
I have this friend.
He's going through a tough time. A heart break. He's having to move forward without something that, a while ago, he would have told you he couldn't live without.
Me... there's been changes. I've had some new experiences in the last little while that haven't exactly been what I thought they'd be.
My friend... I like to think of myself as a good writer, but I don't think I can manipulate the language in such a way that it would do justice to the esteem I hold him in. He's courageous, honest, hard working, he follows his dreams... it's not a stretch to say I look up to him. There's a lot of different kinds of people in our world... some of them are good, some of them are bad, few are great.
He's great.
I hate to see good people go through rough periods... you want them to be spared that kind of pain. Like Sam on the journey to Mordor with Frodo, I want to help him bear this burden, even carry it myself for a while... but it's not mine to carry. In a way I wish it was.
But when I give it more thought, I realize that anyone can navigate calm seas. Greatness is tested and revealed when we are under fire, in fact I think most of lifes meaningful bonds, relationships, and events are created and unfold when we are forced into new positions, experiences and places, places where at first, we would never choose to be.
I have no doubt that he'll come out of this experience as a better man. And knowing that someone as great as him can actually reach a higher place, that gives me hope for myself and for the rest of us. There's no ceiling on what we can accomplish and who we can be.
Me... I've avoided LJ for a while because I'm sick of talking about me. Circumstances like my friends make me realize that I really don't have much to talk about at this stage of my life... I haven't experienced much of anything compared to him.
What I have experienced lately has granted me, at different times, heaps of confusion, fear, denial, sadness, mixed in with a bit of hope, optimism, and clarity. There was a time when I still felt like a teenager. I had that high school mentality. After high school. I don't feel like that anymore. I don't feel like a teenager. But I don't feel like an adult either.
I moved away from my parents. I live where I used to live, but it isn't where I used to live. Some friends are here, but they're different. Some friends are gone. I'm looking for a new career, a new job, a new path, a new dream. A new life. If I had to declare myself lost or found.... I'd have to use the write-in column.
I want what I used to have, but I never liked that much to begin with. I want what I don't have, but I'm scared to have it. I want change, but even now I mourn for the old ways.
I guess this is growing up. I kinda thought I'd be done that by 23. Now I see I never will be.
This isn't where I'm meant to end up. It's just another step along a path. God has greater plans for me.
The road goes ever on and on, down from the door where it began, now far ahead the road has gone, and I will follow if I can.
He's going through a tough time. A heart break. He's having to move forward without something that, a while ago, he would have told you he couldn't live without.
Me... there's been changes. I've had some new experiences in the last little while that haven't exactly been what I thought they'd be.
My friend... I like to think of myself as a good writer, but I don't think I can manipulate the language in such a way that it would do justice to the esteem I hold him in. He's courageous, honest, hard working, he follows his dreams... it's not a stretch to say I look up to him. There's a lot of different kinds of people in our world... some of them are good, some of them are bad, few are great.
He's great.
I hate to see good people go through rough periods... you want them to be spared that kind of pain. Like Sam on the journey to Mordor with Frodo, I want to help him bear this burden, even carry it myself for a while... but it's not mine to carry. In a way I wish it was.
But when I give it more thought, I realize that anyone can navigate calm seas. Greatness is tested and revealed when we are under fire, in fact I think most of lifes meaningful bonds, relationships, and events are created and unfold when we are forced into new positions, experiences and places, places where at first, we would never choose to be.
I have no doubt that he'll come out of this experience as a better man. And knowing that someone as great as him can actually reach a higher place, that gives me hope for myself and for the rest of us. There's no ceiling on what we can accomplish and who we can be.
Me... I've avoided LJ for a while because I'm sick of talking about me. Circumstances like my friends make me realize that I really don't have much to talk about at this stage of my life... I haven't experienced much of anything compared to him.
What I have experienced lately has granted me, at different times, heaps of confusion, fear, denial, sadness, mixed in with a bit of hope, optimism, and clarity. There was a time when I still felt like a teenager. I had that high school mentality. After high school. I don't feel like that anymore. I don't feel like a teenager. But I don't feel like an adult either.
I moved away from my parents. I live where I used to live, but it isn't where I used to live. Some friends are here, but they're different. Some friends are gone. I'm looking for a new career, a new job, a new path, a new dream. A new life. If I had to declare myself lost or found.... I'd have to use the write-in column.
I want what I used to have, but I never liked that much to begin with. I want what I don't have, but I'm scared to have it. I want change, but even now I mourn for the old ways.
I guess this is growing up. I kinda thought I'd be done that by 23. Now I see I never will be.
This isn't where I'm meant to end up. It's just another step along a path. God has greater plans for me.
The road goes ever on and on, down from the door where it began, now far ahead the road has gone, and I will follow if I can.