Friday, November 6, 2009

....SUCH GREAT HEIGHTS....

"Perhaps, after all, romance did not come into one’s life with a pomp and a blare, like a gay knight riding down; perhaps it crept to one’s side like an old friend through quiet ways; perhaps it revealed itself in seeming prose, until some sudden shaft of illumination flung athwart its pages betrayed the rhythm and the music; perhaps… perhaps… love unfolded naturally out of a beautiful friendship, as a golden-hearted rose slipping from its green sheath.”

This is a quote that I feel adequately describes Tezar and I. It's from one of my all time favorite books Anne of Green Gables.
Tezar and I met my junior year of college. He was this Muslim kid who just came to Christ. Which was pretty cool. We were mostly acquaintances. A few times we would run into each other and chat. I remember thinking that he was cute and nice and I enjoyed talking with him but that was the extent of it. A few encounters I remember: He gave his testimony at a conference, and it inspired me. He dressed up as an illegal mexican at a Halloween party complete with wife beater, mustache and green card, he taught me some new dance moves at a friends house but those encounters were few and far between. Eventually our paths began to cross a little more. I even asked him to be my date at a friends rehearsal dinner. It was a fun night but no sparks flew. Then one day, like a year later, at a friends house for dinner, I remember standing in
front of a bookshelf with him. The bookshelf was full of movies and for the longest time we went through the movies we enjoyed and the crap ones. HHhhmmmm, his taste is similar to mine I thought. Then he sealed the night playing Such Great Heights on the guitar. Good music taste too...On a drive back home from a friends wedding in Missouri he sat up front as I drove back home and we talked the whole three hours back...some friends were into salsa dancing and when he was there we'd dance making up moves and laughing as we bumped heads or stubbed each others toes... It was nice running into him every now and then. Eventually we'd hang out in coffee shops together until a couple of weeks later in the midst of me raising support to go to Puerto Rico for 2 years, at Brother Juniper's he told me he liked me... I had thought maybe he did but it was nice to hear him say it. We've been together ever since.And our friendship is continually getting sweeter.

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