I've never had a best friend. All growing up I was part of a group. Not lonely or anything just not some one's other half of the heart necklace. It used to bug me. I always was searching for someone that would be my perfect pal. It took me a long time to realize I had a couple totally rocken pals. It has really hit me the last two weeks as I've been making the rounds of saying good-bye. I am so blessed with friendship. Some people never have a good friend. I have been blessed with great friends. This last year has been a really testament to friendship. It is amazing how people really step up when you need them. And boy have I needed friends this year! I may not have one bestest bud...but if you'd add all the qualities of my good buds together, we'd have a super woman that no one would really like anyway. ;-)
Anywho...I have the perfect friend for a variety of situations. For example: I have the perfect friend for talking 80's trivia, eating Hot Tamales, discussing life's tragedies with a sense of humor and joy. I have the perfect pal for holding me accountable, not letting me believe the junk of old me, challenging me to trust God, parenting together, slowing down to run with pokey me, and having joy in knowing and loving me. I have the perfect friend who feels like I've known her forever, but really it has been too short, who walked with me as I wept, who honored me by sharing with me, who willing takes care of my kids even if our girls love each other most of the time, but don't sometimes ;-) I have the perfect friend who's little texts, to let me know she felt God was telling her to pray for me, always come at the right time. I have the perfect friend whom even when she is so sick and feeling terrible, asks how I am. I have the perfect friend who isn't that much older than me, but her biblical wisdom and daily love of God, aspires me to want to be her "when I grow up."
I fear starting all over again in one week. In one week I'll have to seek out buddies again. It can be tiring to make new friends. Often I'll say "I'll do that project when we move. I won't have any friends so I won't be busy." My husband asked if we should pack the sewing machine, that I've never used, and I said, "sure, I'll learn to sew there. I won't have any friends so I'll have time." I'm always totally kidding...well...mostly kidding ;-)
So to my fear of not having any friends, when we move, I say, "Ehh..." and revel in the fact that some of the women I trust the most, in this world, didn't even know me two years ago! I've been praying this verse from Genesis 31:49 "May the LORD keep watch between you and me when we are away from each other." It brings tears to my eyes as I think of not being face to face with these besties and others that have been so meaningful to me. But sisters in Christ that pray for each other are never far away cause the Lord is in the middle between where you are and where I am.
Friday, June 25, 2010
Tuesday, June 8, 2010
Adult Swim
Recently I went to the pool with a bunch of friends,with out our kids, (wonderful time by the way). I was reminded of the concept of "adult swim." Remember when you were a kid and you hated when the lifeguards would blow that whistle, take a break and allow the adults to swim? As much as we hated it, it was probably a much needed break. With all the craziness of my life I feel like I'm in the midst of an adult swim.
The last six months I feel like I have been treading water. Constantly fighting to keep my head above. A couple days ago I realized... I almost done. I'm almost healed. I'm almost done with all my health stuff. I'm almost done with my physical pain. What a weird feeling. I feel like I'm that kid that pulled herself out of the water, when the life guard blew the whistle, and finally got to rest.
I've pondered on this feeling for the last week or so and this weekend God brought two verses to me that remind me that He is responsible for my, much needed break.
In Daniel we read of how his buddies got thrown into a fire. They believed that their God would save them. Beth Moore has a study about Daniel and in it she says God puts "fires" or trials in our lives. She says there are three things that can happen. 1. We can be delivered from the fire - the trial goes away and we don't face it. 2. We can be delivered through the fire - the trial remains and we go through it and come out on the other end better than before 3. We can be delivered to the fire - the trial is more than we can bear in this world and we are delivered to eternity with God (which is the better than anything).
So in Daniel 3:27 we read that after Daniel's buds came out of the fire, "Not a hair on their heads was singed, and their clothing was not scorched. They didn’t even smell of smoke!" This is how I feel. I feel God has delivered me through this trial. This trial which began with loosing a baby. Intensified with enduring radiation, discovering a blood clot and recovering from a surgery. Ends with healing! I am better than I was (physically, mentally and spiritually) before all this happened. And now, nothing remains of this fire...not even a smell of smoke! To this amazingness...I say "Ehh..." to the things I fear, that could be side effects from the surgery, and believe that God will pull me through every "fire" and make "all things work for His glory!"
The last six months I feel like I have been treading water. Constantly fighting to keep my head above. A couple days ago I realized... I almost done. I'm almost healed. I'm almost done with all my health stuff. I'm almost done with my physical pain. What a weird feeling. I feel like I'm that kid that pulled herself out of the water, when the life guard blew the whistle, and finally got to rest.
I've pondered on this feeling for the last week or so and this weekend God brought two verses to me that remind me that He is responsible for my, much needed break.
In Daniel we read of how his buddies got thrown into a fire. They believed that their God would save them. Beth Moore has a study about Daniel and in it she says God puts "fires" or trials in our lives. She says there are three things that can happen. 1. We can be delivered from the fire - the trial goes away and we don't face it. 2. We can be delivered through the fire - the trial remains and we go through it and come out on the other end better than before 3. We can be delivered to the fire - the trial is more than we can bear in this world and we are delivered to eternity with God (which is the better than anything).
So in Daniel 3:27 we read that after Daniel's buds came out of the fire, "Not a hair on their heads was singed, and their clothing was not scorched. They didn’t even smell of smoke!" This is how I feel. I feel God has delivered me through this trial. This trial which began with loosing a baby. Intensified with enduring radiation, discovering a blood clot and recovering from a surgery. Ends with healing! I am better than I was (physically, mentally and spiritually) before all this happened. And now, nothing remains of this fire...not even a smell of smoke! To this amazingness...I say "Ehh..." to the things I fear, that could be side effects from the surgery, and believe that God will pull me through every "fire" and make "all things work for His glory!"
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