MORIAH ESTHER
This is the day I've been waiting for ever since I first came here. To be given this chance to tell these people around me who my Jesus is, it gives me joy that I couldn't contain. Some calls me freak, weirdo, crazy, lunatic and all those names. It's okay. I'd rather be called a fool: fool for the One who made me whole.
This guy, Jake Freeman, I knew he doesn't want to have any business with a person like me. I knew it right from the start. Right from the very first time I saw him. I know what kind of guy he is but I don't blame him. I just believed, my God still do miracles even in the life of Jake Freeman. I still hope Jake and I could be friends somehow, someday or maybe soon.
That's what my Mom told me while she's still alive. Love others like how Jesus loves us.
"How can you say that Moriah?"
When they asked me why I love Jesus that much, I told them He's the One who loved me first. Even in those times that I couldn't even love myself.
To be loved is to be known and to be known is to be loved. His Word says He knew every single part of me. And I want to share that to others too. This gift that I've received, I want those in need to receive it too.
"Because the Bible tells me so," I smiled while answering them, "No one ever loved me like Jesus did. After the day when I found out that I was the only one who survived that accident, I almost lost my faith in Jesus. But I'm forever grateful He never gave up on me," I told them with a cracking voice.
Every time I remember that day, I couldn't help myself but feel the pain and the joy. Pain of losing my whole family and the joy for this another chance to live. "I know my family's home now," I wiped the tears running down from my eyes. No matter how hard I try not to cry, I just can't help it. "I really miss them so much. I know, on that sweet day, I'll meet them again," I said with all my heart.
I noticed that everyone inside the room had red eyes. Maybe they were crying too. The atmosphere's a bit heavy. I really thanked God for this opportunity.
When I realized that my family's not with me anymore, I didn't understand it at first. I have questions running in my head. I may not know all the answers, but there's one thing clear in my mind.
"Even in my darkest hours, He never left me alone,"
I spoke to them as I took a deep breath. I know these people have searched for answers their whole lives. My heart's sole desire is, this second life that God has given me, I will live it all for His glory. I will never stop proclaim all the goodness He has done in my life. Never will I. Even if it cost my whole life.
"If there would be just one soul who will be reminded and would come back to Jesus because of what He has done in my life, then this life will be worth living... whatever it takes,"
And that's how the game ended. Break time is over. Professor Williams finally arrived. The bewilderment in her eyes were vivid as she entered the room. Every time she arrived for the Philosophy class, the room was totally in chaos.
"What in the world has happened here?" Professor Williams exclaimed.
However, no one tried to say a word. Maybe we're caught up in the moment. Just then, Jake arrived and went to his usual place. He's sitting behind me actually. But we never talked since then.
After our Philosophy class, I picked up my things and paved my way to the Cafeteria.
"Moriah, can I talk to you for a minute?"
"Sure Ave. I'm going to the Cafeteria,"
I was astounded when I heard Avery talking to me. Yes, I have friends in the class but this was the first time Avery talked to me. She's our classroom president. We're walking down the corridors of the school. When we arrived at the Cafeteria, we sat the corner where there are no students sitting and chatting.
"It's about what you said there in the classroom," Avery said. It seems like she' hesitating to speak the words she really wanted to say. I just smiled and listened to her.
"You see, I'm a Christian. I mean, was a Christian. But lose my faith when my parents got divorced and I found out that my boyfriend for three years cheated on me," she said. I can feel the pain, anger and confusion in her eyes. "I don't understand Moriah. I tried to but I just can't," as she said these words, her tears ran down from her eyes. I let her poured her heart out in tears. I can also feel how painful and hard it was.
"Ave, I know it hurts but sometimes, you don't have to understand everything to keep on going. Sometimes, you just need to trust Jesus even when you don't understand what's happening."
"What broke my heart most, was when I found out that my ex-boyfriend chose this new girl he just met over me. What's wrong with me Moriah?" she asked confusedly.
"Why can't my parents choose to stay with each other? Why did Ryan haven't chose me either? Why?" she burst out in tears. I couldn't help my tears too.
"Avery, you may not be chosen by the world, but you are chosen and loved by the Lord. Never forget that, Ave," I hugged and reassured her that everything will be alright in His time. "He who first chose me, have chosen you too before you and I even chose Him,"
"Oh Moriah! Indeed, Jesus real. I remember praying to Him the last time I prayed, to send someone, who would remind me that He still loves me despite of everything I have ever done," she said joyfully even when her eyes were filled with tears.
"I thank you for your life Moriah. Thank you for letting Jesus use you,"
"Oh Avery... I couldn't be more grateful enough... It's because of Him why I still live today,"
"I would be very honoured to be your friend, Moriah. " said Avery.
"I would love too Ave!" I replied. We then talked more about each other's lives. She told me her story, I told her mine. We cried. We laughed.
There's so much beauty found inside a person's life. I'm more grateful to Jesus, He didn't just use me for His glory, but He also gave me a new friend.
Just as we are walking our way back to the classroom, we saw Jake walking towards us. I'm not scared of him. Yes I'm not. But I heard my heart skipped a beat as he was moving closer towards us. I looked at Avery, but she also didn't know what to do or what's even happening.
Our eyes met each other.
And the next few minutes... probably was a staring contest.