Lit. of Hours - Sunday Night Prayer (Canticle)
Many of you may know, through recent conversation, that one of our missionaries, one of my brothers, is moving on to serve God in a different way. He left on Monday to head back home to Cali. I don't think I've expressed this to many of you back home, but many in AZ know how much Adam means to me. Kat had the perfect term for this...he was my "little". He understood me more than most in AZ. We shared many things in common: including food, music, ghetto terms, lack of ability to speak spanish even though we're mexican, movies, ideals...I miss him. So for some self comfort... I decided to write a little diddy for ma homie. =)
Ode to Brownie
day one
i couldn't figure out if this kid was japanese or....something
he don't eat no meat!
found out he went to LMU - eh
he was to become my brother
he was to become my friend
participated in 'octobeard'
but because he's japanese, didn't win
began an obsession with dexter (thanks mary)
threatened to punch me if I watched an episode w/out him
he was like my little brother
he was like a little friend
he was like a little friend
drove us home for holidays
transformed into justin timberlake
introduced the flight of the conchords
parle vous francais
he has taste like my brother
he had taste enough to be my friend
24 hrs to mexico
almost died TWICE in crazy van...thanks neil
found out he's not asian...but mexican
what the...
justo como un hermano
justo como un amigo
met the girlfriend
did i say girlfriend
had to grill her and ask her intentions
but she's like me =]
had to protect my brother
had to protect my friend
never ever think of "hey ya" the same
can't dance without awkward glances
can't listen to tpain, rihanna, or david crowder
or watch brad pitt fist pump the air
without thinking of my brother
without missing my friend
no more crazy morning hair during prayer
no more laughing for NO reason
no more posing for 'candid' pictures
now moving on to another season
i'm praying for you my brother
still pray for me my friend
