Saturday, February 9, 2013
Leaving and Being Left
This season of my life I have seen a lot of people go, people I admire. Our friends are leaving so much more quickly than we ever thought.; they follow God on the mission field, or they move closer to family and I am so happy that they can follow so faithfully.
That does not mean that I remain strong and tearless. I struggle. I always thought I would be the one to leave. I never wanted to stay in Texas. I've been itching to get out as soon as my feet hit the dry San Antonio earth. It is easy to leave, so much harder to be left, yet I am still here. Waiting. I have a list of places I want to live, but here I remain.
In my state of selfish wallowing, God reminded me that these are eternal friendships. Miles and oceans may separate us now, but we are all bonded forever.
How can I be sad for long, anyway? My best friend is walking through life with me, and he promises that he will never leave me!
photo taken by Daniel