As a kid, how far do you have to go to make your dreams come true? Let me tell you the story of one kid that went all around the world to make that happen. This weekend I had the time to go and visit one of my friends house. During that time I met a little kid whose name is Lucas. Lucas is the coolest kid ever. He has blond hair, green eyes, a beautiful smiles and a heart made of gold. His parents are wonderful, they work helping kids from the streets. He has two older brothers, Charlie, and Joshua. His two brothers are twins and they get a long pretty well.
I was talking to Lucas, and I told him how lucky he was for being the youngest one, he said, "Mmmmm well sometimes is not that good because they team each other, and blame everything on me" He was right.
I asked him a couple more questions, and he gave me the answers. Pretty straight forward kid. I was so humble by his tenderness, and his sweet voice. I heard about him before. I heard that he was very special. I hear that he had the same heart of his parents. I heard he shared his food at school, and that always comes back home starving. I heard he was friend of everyone. I heard that he was loved by everyone. Lucas was not just a kid, he was a miracle.
I was very curious about his life. I asked him, "What is the best thing you have ever done?" His face lighted up as he responded "I wen to Guatemala" He told me a short story of his adventure. He said the best part of that trip was when they went to the zoo, and Daddy invited a homeless person to have lunch with them. Clearly Lucas was different to everybody else.
"What are some of your dreams Lucas?"- I asked
-I want to be a soccer player
-What else do you want to be?
-I want to help people. He said
Tell me what do you want the most, and tell me something you want to do but you know you will never get.
He sat back on the couch, and closed his little green eyes. His cheeks turned red, and a little smile escaped out of his mouth, "Come closer" He said.
-What I want the most is...L-O-V-E
-What do you mean by love Lucas?
-I want to love.
-Why, what it's so cool about love?
-I just watched a movie called Brother Bear, and I felt like crying for how beautiful it was, but my brothers were sitting there making fun of the movie.
-Oh I see.
-And something that I want to do is fly again, but my Daddy said that, that is not gonna be possible again, not all together at least.
-Oh I see why your dad said that, flying is very expensive.
-Yes but someday my passport will be filled with stamps.
-Sure Lucas, it will.
-Okay I gotta go. My friends are probably wondering where I am. Nice to meet you!
-Nice to meet you too...
(How fun there is a plane flying over me right now as I write this)
He left. I sat there thinking about our short conversation...
A few months ago I was sitting on a playground in Zhen Zen. I was in a trip with my school, and China was the only place were were doing home stays. I was thinking in my family back in Costa Rica, in my friends, the people I knew, and what in the world I was doing in China, so far away from them. Looking back in life I realized that I was there because the decisions I took, and the choices I made.
At this point of the trip, most of the things I had dream to do were already done. I remember that night when I sat on my bed getting ready to go, and see the person I loved. I remember getting ready, and looking at my Chinese mom staring at me happy because she knew I was happy. I left the house ten minutes earlier. I sat on the playground in front of our apartment, and pray (like I used to do every time before meeting her)
I wonder when Lucas is right now. I wonder if he will someday make his dreams come true. I wonder how many times he will sit on a playground thinking in the people he loves. If he will have his passport filled with stamps. I wonder...
Right after Lucas left I got a call from one of my friend and I got distracted, but as soon as I finished I ran back to the backyard of the house to find Lucas, but he was not there anymore. I stood there looking at the sky, and with a soft voice I said, "You can play soccer Lucas, you can flight a plane, and fill your passport with stamps, but you can not choose who you love. Your heart will choose for you, and so far I can tell that you will love many... I just hope they love you back"
When I finished that sentence, I sat on the grass, close my eyes and... Here I am in my dream, sitting on my bed writing this story. But it is not a dream anymore, and I can not stop repeating myself, " You can play soccer Macho, you can flight a plane, and fill your passport with stamps, but you can not choose who you love. Your heart will choose for you, and so far I can tell that you will love many... I just hope they love you back"
Thank you to those that had love me. Thank you to those who never loved me. Thank you to those that one day loved me but then forgot about me. Thank you for those that one day loved me and today still love me.
Thank you God for loving me more than anyone else. Keep my heart safe, break me down over, and over again until your will be done. But please my Lord never, never break my heart. Break it only for what break yours.
Amen
