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Hard guy!

Yunno while growing up, I always imagined how the disciples felt, realising and actually seeing their master, teacher and greatest confidant leave, within a short period of knowing and fellowshipping with him.

They must have felt broken.
They must have had this grief that couldn't be expressed in words.

They must have wept bitterly in secret, and acted "hard guy" in the open.

Though they were given the promise of a new comforter, still, it couldn't be compared to the physical presence of their well known comforter.

Though they were given the promise of an overcoming life, still, it couldn't be compared to the battles they were going to face without the physical presence of their Captain.

It must have been a difficult time for them, they must have felt their world had fallen apart.

They would have almost given up the faith, but rather, they chose to encourage themselves.

Encourage themselves that their master, had left for them a solid foundation to build upon. That he had left for them a life to model after.

That he had left for them a peaceful soul to emulate and if they ever were in need of help, he was ever willing to help, no matter how distant they felt he was.

It's the same mind we should have, it's the same mind I am contending to have.

I am the disciple, and my master was a teacher and a best friend.

Bla bla bla, long and short guys...
I am a hard guy 😏.

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