Old BItter

Its been too long since I last posted. I wished I wouldn't have to use this place to wash my dirty linen.

One day, I shall grow old. And when I do, I'd rather descend on my own volition instead of having to be called down. I recognise that in every man's life, he shall one day be crowned king over his own domain, and subsequently when his time passes, he would step aside for his successor, and be a sage, the advisor to the succeding king.

Today, I'm taking leadership over a certain domain. The preceding king crowned me. And thence starts the inglorious moments.

The previous batch of leadership is to move on. I feel sad for the fact that they've faithful served out of their time, energy and finances. I do not question their zeal. However, the current situation is such that they have outgrown from the ministry required of them, ie. no longer students, and hence, for lack of a better word, they are "phased-out".

I wish to honour them better. Ascribe great things to their credit, than to merely see them fade out to the background, leaving the scene as if nothing happened.

Nonetheless they remain as my advisors, and mentors, guiding me on matters coming my way. Today, after much deliberation with another core ministry member of mine, we decided to take the cell group for a vacation. And so I regurgitated what we discussed to Jay.

"We're planning to make a trip down this 6th and 7th of February"

"How do you plan to get there?"

"Veronica will be driving the van. However, there's an issue. Diana and Katherine will be at Seremban and they suggested that we pick them up from there..."

a short pause ensued

"...Of course, I didn't say a thing, not wanting to promise them yet..."

"You noticed that I just smiled? You will have to learn from a lot of mistakes on your own. Only then will it be fun. Otherwise it will just be me and Veronica directing you on this and that, then you'd feel as if you're being pulled around like a puppet on strings. If you don't encounter mistakes, then it wouldn't be fun isn't it?"

He sneered.

I wished he hadn't need to be this bitter. It very unbecoming of whoever he needs to be. I can't see why the logic in having to parent such an overgrown adolescent in the midst of his bitter immaturity. And I wonder if he's allergic to acting like his age.