He was 21. She was 19. He was 20.
As I sit here about to shut my eyes for the night. I ponder life and death.
They were my age. So young. With so much ahead of them.
It hits home: both the accidental and the not accidental.
The passing of my classmates into eternity.
I shed a tear for them. For their families. For their friends.
I shed a tear for what we say. About them.
“They were so young.” “He was so nice.” “She was so beautiful.” “He was so smart.”
We say these things. All too late.
It makes you wonder, why didn’t we say them sooner? Why did we hold back our thoughts before?
We are called to encourage one another, to lift up our brothers and sisters. Why don’t we.
You never know when the chance will be gone.
As I pray for their families, their friends, our campus, I pray that we appreciate each other and take a moment to remember all who we love. I pray that we branch out to those who we don’t know as well.
In honor of KEVIN ZHAO, PULKIT SINGH, and MADISON HOLLERAN.
“Therefore encourage one another and build one another up, just as you are doing.” 1 Thessalonians 5:11