The other day I came across a Facebook post where a woman was complaining about how she believed friends where hard to come by and keep. Especially Christian ones. At the end she was asking for other women's thoughts and advice.
After reading, I had this "ah ha" moment. I knew I had to write a comment back along with expand on this topic more with you.
First, let me share what shocked me.
At any other time in my past I would have agreed with this woman. BUT I DON’T AGREE ANYMORE!
This was an absolutely joyous moment for me.
You see, I never had good friends growing up. I wasn’t necessarily “disliked”, but I was not “liked” either. I would say, I was the girl who was forgotten about. Of course, this is just my thoughts about my past. Someone else might disagree. But the point is, that is how I identified myself for the longest time.
Since I identified...
Just the other day it was a beautiful, sunny, 70 degree, fall day. The leaves are turning brilliant yellow, orange and red while being contrasted by the bright green of the luscious grass. It was glorious. One of those days you wish would last all year.
That’s actually what the announcer on our local Christian radio station said. She made a comment to the effect that everyday should be like this until mid-May.
Oh, that sounded lovely!
But… for only about one minute.
I was driving to pick up my kiddos from school when I heard her comment. I hate to admit this, but I often start day dreaming in the car. At this particular time, that’s exactly what I started to do. I started to imagine what life would be like if every day was like that glorious day. How we could play outside every day. How we would be able to take in this stunning portrait of nature that God was giving. How we could go biking, hiking...