Which is just a predecessor for something that every girl obviously looks forward to every month. Anyways, two things on my mind today. Actually there are a lot more than two things on my mind today but I mostly want to talk about the Bible study again.
I really like it, like I genuinely really like it even though it may get awkward because I'm like 1/3 of the age of some people there. I don't know if it's sad or not, but it's strange how I found the perfect Bible study with a completely different generation of mine. Whether we can actually fellowship may be a different story - but in terms of learning about Jesus and the Bible it's amazing. Like I said before, a lot of them really know how to de-materialize Jesus in such a fast-paced, materialistic world. They're all just so wise and experienced with life - and I guess I like being around that. I feel bad for skipping it sometimes, but I really just can't get myself to go out of my house every once in a while. Even for school - and the rain season isn't going to help this mentality of mine either.
The 'teacher' of the Bible Study, Anna, told of this story of her husband who passed away, Tom (or Tod or Ted...). She's a grandmother, just to let you all know. When her husband was still around, she would be writing something, for example, and then Tod would come over and grab the pen out of her hand and hold her hand -and she was telling us how much she missed that. I don't know about anyone else, but if I had to reminisce about something as sweet as that, I'd probably get very emotional and couldn't hold myself back. For her to be able to recall such vivid memories of someone whom she loved so much and spent a lifetime with that has passed with this world and not show the slightest movement of not being able to hold herself back, just shows how much she's still able to feel his presence, or know that he's alright. Both of them are very strong Christians, so most likely her husband has gone to be with the Lord - and she's probably delighted to have him in Heaven and be excited to meet him there again one day.
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Some of my deepest thoughts happen right before I fall asleep, and I wish I could talk about them on here but by that time I've forgotten some of it.
There is something I will kind of gloss over. It's interesting, how 'race' is a completely nonexistent concept when we're children, yet when we grow up, judging people based on race becomes an almost subconscious thing and we can't help ourselves. I just find it odd that it's so easy to strike up conversations with Asian people, but when it comes to white people there's just always this deadlock... or mostly American white people, at least. I don't do it on purpose - or at least I don't think I'm doing it on purpose. But it really bothers me. How I am so curious to all these cultures and people and I can talk with people of all other cultures. White cultures too - but the least often. And for some ridiculous reason that really bothers me.
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