So, I have one last chance to write a line or two about something I’m sure will leave someone with a headache. I don’t know if anyone can tell, but it’s been a blast.
I’m graduating with my bachelor’s degree from our fair Oral Roberts University in just a matter of days, and I would like to reflect on all of the things I’ve seen during the last four years of my life here. I hope you can relate. Regardless, you’re here reading it. You may as well finish.
During my time at ORU, I saw one president leave, another stay, and I learned people will showcase discontentment regardless of who’s in charge.
I watched military conflicts end, military conflicts begin, and the same people raise a ruckus concerning both. I guess we only think human beings should die if they’re dying for our own ideologies.
I’ve laid witness to a social shift in the United States in which the rights of individuals has taken center stage. It brings me joy to know a culture shift in our country is focusing on the freedom to be who we want to be. It’s wonderful.
I’ve been given the privilege of knowing a lot is always happening around us, and we all have something to say about it. Luckily, I was blessed with a platform to preach my own thoughts and feelings to a few thousand people every two weeks.
So, I guess what I’m trying to say is: we are all human, and maybe we should take a moment or two to realize we are all capable of thought; we all have opinions; we all matter.
In short, I’ve seen God through honesty. I learned Christians are called to be nothing but truthful and real to themselves and those they come into contact with. We have to be real, because we are nothing without that sentiment.
Regardless of opinions, viewpoints, beliefs and doctrines, we are human. We have something worth saying. We are worth loving and a good listen. Don’t sell yourself short, and don’t sell short a stranger. That’s all I can offer you.
I’m very appreciative of everyone who has read this nonsense and said something to me about enjoying it, disagreeing with it or even just falling in love with the American flag shirt I wore in my picture.
In closing, I hope this column made someone think about something at some point, even if it didn’t change how he or she felt about any of it. So, I suppose this is goodbye.