Happy New Year!
I was back in New Jersey for the weekend to spend time with my parents and celebrate the New Year. Saturday, I rode up to Flushing Queens, NYC to visit my aunt and cousin. Isabel, daughter of 2nd cousin Sean and Pauline is now 3 months old. She is genuinely cute and adorable. They recently moved to a studio in Manhattan and started a lease on a new BMW X3. I was extended an open invitation to visit or crash if I were in the area.
It is typical that while we are in Queens, we do all the grocery shopping needed for the next three months. Saturday, was no exception. It was in fact one the busiest grocery shopping days of the year being Chinese New Year’s eve. Dinner was another adventure. After walking down a back-alley of Queens, we turn into this market place closed off by a plastic strip door, typical of a walk-in freezer. Several small food stands along the left. My mother, who is full of life when it comes to food, started procuring dinner. We left this back-alley eatery with one-of-everything. Beef noodle soup, meats, pastries, and dumplings was subsistence for the evening.
Pray for a Stranger
On my way back home, I stumbled across a raggedy notebook that was discarded on our lawn. Judging by its content, it appeared to be a US History notebook of a male student possibly at the elementary school or high school in the area.
The first page reads.
I have a strong sense of individuality sitting here. That’s putting it politely. I sit alone in a crowded death bed of rotten souls, twenty-somethings wandering, searching for some clarity. We’re all seeking for answers to our biggest questions. Where will I go next? How will I get there? Will I be successful? Will I ever meet someone? Do they even notice? Everyday I return to this dark place. It consumes me until I resist its grips. Pulling me deeper into my corrupted mind.
The writing in this notebook is so reminiscent of the many struggles that I experienced while growing up. I can’t tell from the writings if the author knows Christ, but we can pray for God to work in his life and that he may be filled with the Holy Spirit.