Deficit

She came with a cup of herbal tea, handed it to me and said, "Here you go, you've been working very hard for the event."

She was the one that made me felt so glad that I made the right choice. It was just a hi-my-name-is-so-and-so kind of introduction the first day we met, we did not click at all, and I never thought we would. Later on, we realised we were in the same workshop and same project. That gave us a little common ground for conversations to be built. 

She shared how she has been attending LG and how she has been enjoying it so much because the people are so nice. She shared how she has been serving in LG and in ministries. She shared how she wants to be baptised but is afraid of her parents' responses. She shared about the joy and peace she felt after her baptism. She shared how campus and street evax opened her eyes to many things unseen. She shared why she was so insecure of herself and the reason of her giving herself so much pressure on her studies. She shared her struggles in her studies and in reaching out to people. She trusted me with so much. Throughout the years, I have learned that it is a privilege instead of a burden to be trusted. She shared her knowledge, helped me with my courses and encouraged me so much. To be honest, I think she is one of the most selfless person that I have met in my life. 

One day she told one of our mutual friends that I was her only friend in the chemical engineering cohort. I did not feel proud of myself, really, but instead it got me thinking of what made me be considered as a friend? What did I do to deserve to be called a friend? It reminded me of a quote a pastor shared during one of my cousins' wedding. "A relationship is like a bank account. You can't expect to keep withdrawing and not get into debt if you do not deposit anything into it." True that, pastor.

If only I can be as much of a friend to her as how she is to me.