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To my Buddhist friends embracing the Four Divine Abidings and walking the Noble Eight Fold path to Nirvana, I walk with you and hope someday to be enlightened as well.
To my compassionate, generous, God loving Hindu friends who understand that God is everywhere. To my dear friends from the old world who know everything we do is to know God. You have taught me love beyond the physical. For you, I am thankful.
To my misunderstood Muslim friends who are being attacked because of the misdeeds of those who’ve deviated from the true essence of Islam, please continue to love and to submit to the will of Allah, and I will continue to stand with you as your brother.
To my Sikh friends who believe all human races are equal and who understand God has made us perfect as we are, I hope one day we will all get it.
To my Jehovah Witness friends striving to live their lives with discipline and virtue, I know there is much I can learn from you.
To my Christian friends who understand our beliefs go beyond saving ourselves and OUR true purpose is to live unselfishly as Jesus did, I hope my legacy will be that I willingly sacrificed my life for causes greater than myself.
To my on the fence believers, I’ll walk with you until you find the answers you seek. I’ll stand with you in the shadows until you find your light. I will not let the practice of religion tear the children that God created apart.
To my non-believing friends who’ve been scarred by their hurtful interactions with so called “believers”, I know you’ve been lied to. I know you’ve been attacked in the name of the most high. I know your pain runs to the pit of your soul and I hurt with you. I simply pray that one day you’ll be able to look beyond the fallacies of man and to embrace the infinite love of God.
To my Atheist friends, even though we disagree in some of the most fundamental ways, I respect that you still strive to live your life with the values of love and work to uplift others. We may not agree on God, but I’ve seen your heart and I accept you as is.
To anyone I’ve missed, I love you as you are and as you will be, and only hope that you find peace and that you’re working to leave a positive legacy on humanity as I am.
To everyone, I apologize if I’ve misrepresented you in any way. My heart is in the right place, but I still have much to learn about your beliefs. Forgive me, for I am only a man.
Not Where I Expected, but Exactly Where I’m Supposed To Be
Whether it fits right into our plans or takes us somewhere we never expected to go, God always places us exactly where we’re supposed to be. ~ Sean King
A couple of months ago I received an e-mail calling for models of all experience levels for the Blush Fashion show from my good friend. In addition to the fashion show raising funds for an organization dedicated to increasing awareness for Breast Cancer (Carrie’s TOUCH), I thought it would be a great opportunity for my sister who has often said her dream is to be a model. I agreed to go with her to offer support. On the day of the casting call my sister caught some type of virus and was unable to make it. By then, I had already told my friend I would be coming to the casting call to support the event and my sister, so I still felt obligated to go (#KeepYourWord).
When I got there, without my sister, they asked me to do a poem to audition for the show. Reluctantly I agreed and was later asked to participate and write a new poem for the show. In addition to work, family, and several performances I was trying to figure out how I would write a poem dealing with breast cancer. To say I had writers block is an understatement.
Then it happened. A good friend of mine’s cancer that started off as breast cancer came back with a vengeance. When I went to visit her in the hospital, knowing that she was on her death bed, she asked me to write a poem for her. That night, I wrote a tribute to her and to people all over the world battling with cancer. She read it, snapped her fingers, and approved it before passing on later that week. This was the poem I was supposed to write. The BLUSH fashion show is the place I am supposed to share it. Carrie’s TOUCH, which my friend was a part of, is the cause my talents were called to support.
The whole time leading up to that revelation I thought I was supposed to be helping my sister get a chance to pursue her dreams. In reality, my sister was a part of God’s plan to put me on stage on May 11 to represent for my good friend.
I do wish my sister had fought off her illness, her fear, and took a step toward her dreams, but so goes life. Insha’Allah/God Willing, on May 11, I know I will be where I am supposed to be and I hope you’ll be there with us.
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