Rise.
To the highest peak in all of the realms.
To sway against the boat of rigidity, traditions, and expectation.
I didn't know that was what I wanted to do.
Looking back, however, there is no denying it.
I wish to scale the peaks and place my foot in the rarely treaded ground...
Of kindness. Of peace. Of hope. Of joy. Of civility.
I often wonder what led me here.
What pushed me when I was at my worst to believe that I could be something better...
That there was someone better to be.
Some could argue that it was my mother's pleas to study Him.
Some could say it was my own drive and desire.
And some could say it is His work. It always has been.
Could it have been all three?
Would that satisfy each of these camps or further embitter them toward each other.
Compromise is rarely an option.
Why? Pride.
Can we relinquish it...
Stand firm in who we are yet be willing to take steps towards unspoiled land.
Land just beyond the reach of hate and darkness... if only we move into the unknown.
Step into the breach.
And embrace the possibilities that have been out of our perceived reach for far too long that we have forgotten that they exist.
Join me.
Yours faithfully,
Sam Qavah John.
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