To friendship!
It is true that I miss friends in conversation. I miss their opinions and ideas, and their reactions in conversations I have. It is as though they are still with me somehow, in spirit, and I think of them, guessing what they would say, or how they'd react.
With some friends I did not always agree. I did not always see eye to eye even though they believed essentially the same as I. Yet, as a person of common interest and similar passions, I appreciate them. I love them. And I enjoy them as part of my life, even when they are not here with me.
I love all different kinds of people, not because I choose this, but it has become evident that the further away someone seems to me, the more interested I am to get to know them. If they seem to come from a place I have never been to, I want to read their minds, like a book, and live for a short moment in their shoes.
And then there are those friends whom I have come to love, as though God sent them to me, to both be a blessing and to be blessed, to not always understand everything, but simply to learn to love unconditionally. The Lord has taught me grace, because I am not always a good friend to those who treat me as though I am the best friend. The grace of the Lord is with them, and I thus see Your hand in my life - through them.
As for new friends, it is hard. Sometimes it is really easy to laugh and talk and simply click, but other times you feel as though there is someone special whom you want to see inside, but somehow don't have the tools, or it's not the right time, and you wonder if it is always going to be this hard, or if one day all the walls will fall apart. And you can simply be yourself and have such fun in the company of someone who reflects your heart.
Well, they say that blood is thicker than water. My sister and I are many miles apart, and I have chosen a different path, and yet, when I speak to her over the phone, or she visits and we talk alone, there is no one I'd rather be with at that point in time than her. It's as though I can simply speak without fear - fear of judgment, or critique. I know she loves me. I almost take it for granted. And I love her, and that is why I want to share with her my thoughts and feelings, and if she is offended about something I did or said, she tells me straight away, and we sort it out, and become friends again.
We love talking psychologically, and we get on a roll, and I enjoy that so much. Just talking. And feeling like you are getting somewhere. In your spirit, or your soul. Like you are experiencing a freedom, or gaining an understanding, and thus shifting your mind and living differently. I am so glad to have had a sister to grow up alongside with.
I have also had to let go of some. While some friends fade, some stay the same, and that is almost what makes it so hard. Their effect on you.
But tonight I just want to celebrate you, my friends and family, old and new, and I thank the Lord for all of you!
With some friends I did not always agree. I did not always see eye to eye even though they believed essentially the same as I. Yet, as a person of common interest and similar passions, I appreciate them. I love them. And I enjoy them as part of my life, even when they are not here with me.
I love all different kinds of people, not because I choose this, but it has become evident that the further away someone seems to me, the more interested I am to get to know them. If they seem to come from a place I have never been to, I want to read their minds, like a book, and live for a short moment in their shoes.
And then there are those friends whom I have come to love, as though God sent them to me, to both be a blessing and to be blessed, to not always understand everything, but simply to learn to love unconditionally. The Lord has taught me grace, because I am not always a good friend to those who treat me as though I am the best friend. The grace of the Lord is with them, and I thus see Your hand in my life - through them.
As for new friends, it is hard. Sometimes it is really easy to laugh and talk and simply click, but other times you feel as though there is someone special whom you want to see inside, but somehow don't have the tools, or it's not the right time, and you wonder if it is always going to be this hard, or if one day all the walls will fall apart. And you can simply be yourself and have such fun in the company of someone who reflects your heart.
Well, they say that blood is thicker than water. My sister and I are many miles apart, and I have chosen a different path, and yet, when I speak to her over the phone, or she visits and we talk alone, there is no one I'd rather be with at that point in time than her. It's as though I can simply speak without fear - fear of judgment, or critique. I know she loves me. I almost take it for granted. And I love her, and that is why I want to share with her my thoughts and feelings, and if she is offended about something I did or said, she tells me straight away, and we sort it out, and become friends again.
We love talking psychologically, and we get on a roll, and I enjoy that so much. Just talking. And feeling like you are getting somewhere. In your spirit, or your soul. Like you are experiencing a freedom, or gaining an understanding, and thus shifting your mind and living differently. I am so glad to have had a sister to grow up alongside with.
I have also had to let go of some. While some friends fade, some stay the same, and that is almost what makes it so hard. Their effect on you.
But tonight I just want to celebrate you, my friends and family, old and new, and I thank the Lord for all of you!
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