Just two nights ago, i just had the most random conversation with a young boy (19 this year i think). It was after CG and we were heading home on the same bus. Tired as i was, i still made conversations so that both of us won't be bored or even at some point awkward. And i am glad we had that random conversation that night. The random-ness of this conversation revolves around being happy and making your own decision. I had no idea what struck us to talk about that. I only remembered i was almost close to pouring out (quite a lot) of my problems abstractly to this young boy here, who seems rather confused after a while but still tried his best to talk to me and at one point even tried to suggest to me what i should do. haha. Thou i can't remember most of what we talked about now, i could recall how sincere he was in listening to me. I then ask myself, how am i as a listener then? Have i been sincere and really being concern for the person talking to me. Guess 3/4 of the time i would say i haven't been. i used to be able to be more giving. Now i choose who i give cos perhaps past hurts have haunt me in giving.
So i am thankful to God for this bus journey home with Alex and for our very random conversation. :)
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