This was supposed to arrive as a separate letter, but I never got around to sending the first one, so PART II is here, in the same envelope. Anyway, I really do hope that this will reach you in time, before you leave for Thailand. Let’s catch up in January when you return, okay?
Last night was the Fungus Fairy Tale Ball, our last youth rally for Two Thousand and Six. Chara and Adora were the MCs, and they were hilarious (well, I think so anyway!). I went to church everyday (except Wednesday) last week to help out for the rally and Christmas, as if to compensate for the year when I had been M.I.A. from church. The rally ran over two nights, and today I realised that I haven’t felt so happy in the company of people since I don’t know when. The kids in Fungus are mostly younger than me, and a lot of them are still at that age where their innocence is not so tainted and they still live with idealistic dreams… and being around them is so much more easier; and in some ways, freeing. I don’t feel like I am being judged in a harmful sort of way and their exuberance is contagious, which I really love about them. They teach me how to be crazy again, something I miss being. The past few months, though I’ve grown and so forth, I feel as if the humour and laughter and spark in me has been subdued, turning me into a dull, brooding, moody, extra critical, super cynical beast. It’s a healing process, all this, toward wholeness; for that I am very thankful to God for allowing me to rediscover these amazing people and giving me the freedom to let loose, be myself, and live.
Well, what else can I say? Send me postcards!
“Be joyful in hope,
patient in affliction,
faithful in prayer.”
- Romans 12:12
