Lean on me. When youre not strooong and Ill be your friend...
What to say about kairos...
It was completely different from the last time I went. Not just because I was a leader but the whole feel of kairos was completely changed. This was not a change for the good or bad, it just wasn’t what I expected. The last time I went up, I was basically with a huge group of my friends. This time around, I "met" some people who I don’t understand why I haven’t been friends with all along. I’d like to believe this was because there was simply never the opportunity outside of kairos but then Id just be bullshitting myself. I have had that opportunity...everyday at holy family.
There were a couple of times when Id sit back and just think, "wow". I cant really explain why, I didn’t feel the presence of God or anything like that...I was amazed by the people around me. Not necessarily by their stories, certainly not their ability to squeeze out some tears, but by them. These are the moments that stick out in my head, as if I took a video diary of kairos but the scenes which meant less have been deleted and those scenes which touched me are all I can play back.
I missed people I didnt think I would miss. The strongest realization I came to while up on kairos is how grateful I am for each friendship I have. This revelation was validated when I came home to a theatre filled with friends, some close, some not so close but each excited to hear of my experience.
I dont want to name them because the order or very presence of each name might take away from the others, which is not how I see it at all. As I said, the revelation I came to was how grateful I am for each friendship present in my life.
There is little more I can say without revealing the "secrets of kairos" since I do have some junior friends on my list but I am going to end with some quotes.
You don’t need to read them, they wont mean much to you.
I just know that the kairos feeling will soon fade and perhaps if I look at these quotes, I can quickly go back there, if only for a minute...
If I forgot one, feel free to add to my list.
"Fuckin justin..."-Scott and Alisha
"So, I was eaves dropping like a good leader would..."-Miss Alisha...okay, and me too
"You’re just too good to be truue, cant take my eyes off of you..."-Me singing karaoke to Jeff
"The whale..."-Jeana
"You’re like having a free sample at the store. Now that I’ve had a little, I want more but I just don’t have the money. Damn, I wish I had the money" -Big Mac Daddy
"Cheryl is cute and...spicy. Rebekah is a crunchy gordita." -Josh
"Take your hands off me, please. I don’t belong to you" -Alisha knows who
"I used karol's letter to model my own...word for word." -Anonymous
"Did you see my ass crack?" -Alex Hill
The Penny. The Pepsi. The awful silhouette.
Scott and I rocking out hard-core to my song before I went up for my talk.
Sister Peggy shaking the flashlight with her left...and then right hand.
Discovering why they call her sista peggy.
Leaving our mark in our room.
Screaming in my room at alisha at three in the morning for several minutes. God, I love alisha.
Mr. Kelly and the rolled up schedule. (aaaahahahaa.) God, I love Jeana, too.
Matt Roberts and the hand. I think the hand is still going, in fact.
Pong.
It was completely different from the last time I went. Not just because I was a leader but the whole feel of kairos was completely changed. This was not a change for the good or bad, it just wasn’t what I expected. The last time I went up, I was basically with a huge group of my friends. This time around, I "met" some people who I don’t understand why I haven’t been friends with all along. I’d like to believe this was because there was simply never the opportunity outside of kairos but then Id just be bullshitting myself. I have had that opportunity...everyday at holy family.
There were a couple of times when Id sit back and just think, "wow". I cant really explain why, I didn’t feel the presence of God or anything like that...I was amazed by the people around me. Not necessarily by their stories, certainly not their ability to squeeze out some tears, but by them. These are the moments that stick out in my head, as if I took a video diary of kairos but the scenes which meant less have been deleted and those scenes which touched me are all I can play back.
I missed people I didnt think I would miss. The strongest realization I came to while up on kairos is how grateful I am for each friendship I have. This revelation was validated when I came home to a theatre filled with friends, some close, some not so close but each excited to hear of my experience.
I dont want to name them because the order or very presence of each name might take away from the others, which is not how I see it at all. As I said, the revelation I came to was how grateful I am for each friendship present in my life.
There is little more I can say without revealing the "secrets of kairos" since I do have some junior friends on my list but I am going to end with some quotes.
You don’t need to read them, they wont mean much to you.
I just know that the kairos feeling will soon fade and perhaps if I look at these quotes, I can quickly go back there, if only for a minute...
If I forgot one, feel free to add to my list.
"Fuckin justin..."-Scott and Alisha
"So, I was eaves dropping like a good leader would..."-Miss Alisha...okay, and me too
"You’re just too good to be truue, cant take my eyes off of you..."-Me singing karaoke to Jeff
"The whale..."-Jeana
"You’re like having a free sample at the store. Now that I’ve had a little, I want more but I just don’t have the money. Damn, I wish I had the money" -Big Mac Daddy
"Cheryl is cute and...spicy. Rebekah is a crunchy gordita." -Josh
"Take your hands off me, please. I don’t belong to you" -Alisha knows who
"I used karol's letter to model my own...word for word." -Anonymous
"Did you see my ass crack?" -Alex Hill
The Penny. The Pepsi. The awful silhouette.
Scott and I rocking out hard-core to my song before I went up for my talk.
Sister Peggy shaking the flashlight with her left...and then right hand.
Discovering why they call her sista peggy.
Leaving our mark in our room.
Screaming in my room at alisha at three in the morning for several minutes. God, I love alisha.
Mr. Kelly and the rolled up schedule. (aaaahahahaa.) God, I love Jeana, too.
Matt Roberts and the hand. I think the hand is still going, in fact.
Pong.