Earlier, I met my high school classmates Roi and Majes. They were whom I usually go with after a strenuous day of classes. We usually rode the same jeep when we go home, or sometimes, walked, while airing random humors about each other. I was happy to see them again, wearing the same personalities they had before, though they have undergone changes caused by college.
Roi was just an ordinary guy who cares nothing much about his physical appearance. Though he became a member of the school’s cheering squad, he is not that popular. Now, browsing his photos in an online social network, he became conscious with his looks, and embraced vanity. He told me that he wants to be a freelance model if he is tall enough. He is earning some money for his studies through Student Assistance and teaching dance to others. He is also a part of their university’s dance troupe which performs folk dances around the country. He started to drink alcohol, like many of my classmates. Some girls, and even guys, were asking him for a date, but he turned them down.
Majes was my “best friend” in high school, since we have been classmates for three years. She takes her studies seriously, unlike me. 
She hadn’t changed much since then, except of her hair that had grown long.
We started talking about some of our batchmates. They told about some girls who became pregnant. 
One of them doesn’t have any idea who the “father” is. They also told about some partners who retained their relationships until now and those who broke up. They also shared a shocking gossip about a guy’s shameful habit. (WHOA. I felt sooo ignorant. 
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But when the words “church” and “religion” were spoken in our conversations, I felt like they are not much into it and they want to move to another topic or to continue talking about whosoever.
When they have gone away, I just felt that they are in desperate need of Jesus. They seemed okay with their lives right now, they confidently say to me that they will graduate on time, and they have laid the best of their plans after college. But would they realize that God has plans for them which are good, pleasing and perfect? I believe that they are destined for something far greater than what they think. How could I tell them? :sad:
I wanted to tell them that Celeen, one of my fourth year classmates, have been attending Victory church in Pasig since July and she attended Victory Weekend earlier this day. Also Lenard, my ka”loveteam” as they say, attends Victory U-belt and I have seen God’s importance in his life in his statuses. These people are starting to seek God and little by little, put their trust in His will over their lives.
I hope that I could share Jesus to them through my words and actions. May their eyes be opened, deaf ears be unlocked, and lives be healed as well. 
