Tue, May 17th 2022
Even before the mass stated I was getting emotional. Tears kept wetting the blue mask I was wearing. The drums played and the flags were matched in. It felt different. My eyes couldn’t hold back the water that was gathering around it. I looked away in the distance so that no one would see sobbing softly.
Then it was time to walk in and the river of tears was uncontrollable, it flooded my cheeks down to my mask. Thanks to my eyeglasses, it shielded my tears. Not many persons observed what was going on. I stood where I was to stand and the river of tears turned to an ocean or maybe it was a sea of tears. The sobbing was vigorous and my whole body was shaking systematically. I couldn’t hold back the feeling.
As I looked, the crowd that was roaring in unison “The heavens are telling the glory of God and all creation is shouting for joy….” I saw all my friends seated on one side of the church. Everybody was dressed to kill. I could smell different colognes even though the incense was well lit, the beautiful smell of colognes was fighting its way to my nose. I was amazed! I couldn’t stop saying “Thank you Jesus”.
As I contemplate the event, I am constantly reminded of many who were in that crowd who I can call friends, real friends if you allow me to say it. I know there were few bad minds, but that didn’t matter at that moment. Every chance I got to flash my eyes to the crowd, I could see bubbles of love all around. The smiles were so bright that I had to squeeze my eyes to see who was smiling. The cheers, ‘vigelegele na shangwe’ were so loud that the whole Spanish Town must have stopped to come and check what was going on in this Catholic Church.
Those I called friends were there in their numbers. I remembered one of my brother friends sneaking in where I use to live just to check on me. He had to walk through the football field so that the camera wouldn’t pick him up, thus he come in through the back gate. Another one use to call and ask me how I am feeling, and I had to say each feeling and explain in detail. My sister was so worried that she confronted one of those who had walls built around my progress not knowing she almost jeopardized my vocation. I have millions of stories of these men and women who don’t know me from Adams and yet they were there for me. I had a crowd of prayer warriors that was constantly praying for me and I have others who could only say “Just know that I love you”. That healing was a gift many wanted to give me.
Today as I continue praying for my friends, I appreciate the words of Matthew Kelly in his book “Perfectly Yourself” where he states …… “I will recognize friendship as a remarkable gift and responsibility by establishing clearly in my mind that the primary purpose of every friendship is to help each other become better-versions-of-ourselves. I will seek out and nurture friendships that elevate me, encourage me, challenge me, and bring me to life. And I will be mindful of relationships that drain my energy and encourage me to betray myself, distancing myself from these relationships when necessary. I will endeavor to encourage others to live all the good things they believe.”
I am grateful having you as my friend, be assured of my prayers.
JLucas (ONE LOVE ONE HEART) 
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