When I attended a dinner party, though
kind of privilege, I was kind of a little bit of upset when the host told me that I’m
gonna sit with the first family.
What? What I’m gonna do
there? Who am I anyway to be seated with
them? I mean, I’m not even part of the
family. I was struggling inside because
I don’t know how to behave in front of them.
Seriously, to be with the affluent family? Oh c’mon, I don’t want to be seated there but I don’t
have a choice, the host already made the table arrangement per advice. I tried to be comfortable but I can’t for so
long.
People were marrying and dancing, they
were enjoying the night as if there is no tomorrow. They were playing around with the colourful
lights, selfie and groupie. They were
not anxious of their time as if there is no work and class the following
day. They never get tired dancing and
feasting.
You know, I’m not trying to be killjoy
here. I’m not a party goer to be candid
but I enjoy celebration. Sometimes, I
just go to the party for the sake, sometimes, wholeheartedly. It depends upon the mood. Sometimes, I have to attend because I have
work to fulfil. For this night, I don’t
want to be rude so I will do what I don’t like to do.
I don’t want to be the subject or talk
of the town. I don’t want to be on the
spotlight because there is a corresponding advantage and disadvantage. Thoughts playing out of my mind but I just
ignored it. I don’t really enjoy the
party as others do. I don’t want the
circumstance. If I were at the other
table, maybe, I will not feel this way but I have to do it for compliance.
I can’t understand myself why my heart
is grieving when I saw bible-people enjoying the worldly music. I know that there is nothing wrong about it
but what grieved me was, I didn’t see the same energy they gave in worshiping
God. I’m not saying that I’m that too
spiritual here but what I’m saying is that, they gave their all when it comes
to worldly songs and music but during the praise and worship, I seldom see it.
When I was at the corner waiting for the
party to finish, a thought came out from nowhere, “What’s next after the
spotlight?” I wonder what it means but
when my eyes looked at the dance floor, I saw those faces spotted with great
responsibilities. That night, they were on
the spotlight but what will happen next after that? All eyes will be watching of their acts and
it’s up to them to stay on that spotlight or not. Yes, to be on the spotlight is not an easy
task and lot of things to do but I believe, it will develop courage and build
character inside. I do hope and pray
that one day, those who were on the spotlight of the night will become a role
model.
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