Testimony
For the next four years everything was
great, but I met something I didn’t really
notice until now. Popularity. I know it
sounds really corny, but it’s true. When I
understood what it was, I really wanted
to get popular. I managed to learn
things that I could show off to the
popular kids, hoping it would impress
them. Amazingly, it worked, but I got
addicted to it and my grades fell off a
cliff and smacked its face into a rock.
Eventually I ran out of safe stuff to learn
and do, so I turned to the unsafe and
risky kind of fun. What’s worse is that I
kept going to church as a different guy.
The Tom that went to church was this
polite, good Asian kid you all know
and love (I hope), so I was basically
living two lives.
Soon I wanted to be known even more,
and knowing people from different
cliques required different personalities,
so that’s exactly what I did. I made
different personalities. After a year or so
I had so many masks of my self that I
got lost in it all and forgot which one
was the real one. At this point, even I
didn’t know that I was confused until I
heard one preacher say “who are you,
and are you where you want to be?” I
told myself I didn’t care, but I really did
and I really wanted to know who I was
and where I was going.
-To Be Continued