Three Years Down

I’ve learned a few things over my three years so far. I hate goodbyes. The idea of having to say goodbye to someone who obviously means a lot to you is just bizarre. Sadly, it is that time of year where you have to say goodbye. Friends are off to new jobs, and new schools. Mentors are getting the recognition they deserve and taking steps to advance their career and the one constant in life continues to reign true. People leave. As I sit in the library writing my first of four research papers, I can’t help but think about two weeks from now. When I’ll be mostly stress free, but having to say goodbye to some good people in my life. In a year, I’ll have to say goodbye to an institution that truly is home. Individuals who truly are family and that is the scariest idea of anything.

It has been a hell of a three years, unexpected but forever grateful. I write to you now as the Student Body President Body of Boston University. Who would’ve thought that the kid who worked part-time at Jamba Juice after church on Sunday would end up here. I try not to dwell on my story too much, but lately I’ve had to tell it to more people than I ever have. I was telling my story one time and a wave of emotions just hit me. Not of sadness or triumph, but I felt a warmth around me. Embedded within my story is an element of the unknown, of somehow this happened, somehow Marsh saw something in me, for some reason Orientation chose to give this freshman a chance, for some reason Max Gonzalez trusted me with Brothers United. Ever since South Africa I have been battling with that idea of why me? I spoken to multiple individuals about this, but I’ve realized it’s not about me. Instead it’s about who I can help and who I can influence. Its never been about me. I’ve been blessed to develop a strong relationship with my best friend Jesus Christ since Senior Year of high school. For some reason he’s stayed faithful to me. I had never read the book of Esther before, but during FTE I finished the book. Esther 4:14 stayed with me and I can’t shake the narrative that is attached to it. A man speaks to a Queen and says “For if you remain completely silent at this time, relief and deliverance will arise for Jews from another place, but you and your father’s house will perish. Yet who knows whether you have come to the kingdom for such a time as this?” I know for some reason I was meant to work at Marsh Chapel, it wasn’t coincidence that I lived with Nick my first summer here. I thank our current seniors for showing me the various ways in which you trust God. To Marrit, Nick, and Savannah, you will forever be family to me. I wish you the best in your future endeavors, and I know you will spread love. There is no doubt in my mind that you have come in my life for such a time as this.

Much Love,


Young Jedi.

One Comment

nyas posted on June 18, 2023 at 11:43 am

By the way, I really like saying goodbye to the university…

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