I am continuing to realize that adult friendships are about cherishing the
amount of time you have in the same place as people. We have so many friendships that have
profoundly impacted our lives. Some we
have been lucky enough to live within an hour of them for most or all of that
time. Others we are lucky enough to get
for a season before they move to another state to move back closer to family or
for an exciting job opportunity.
Thankfully with social media and cell phones you never really lose those
people but you do lose the chance to see them regularly and share little
everyday moments of life with them. We
found out a couple Sundays ago that one of the couples in our small group will
be moving up north to Pennsylvania for his job.
This is one of the couples we started our current small group with and that
we’ve grown very close to over the past year or so. During worship in the 11 AM service I felt
tears welling up and I felt that familiar pit in my stomach. The selfish feeling that wants to keep people
I love in close proximity to me for as long as possible. The anxiety of what it means for our small
group and us personally and how much we’ll miss them. As I processed the news and after some time
passed I also felt thankfulness for the time we have had with them and excitement
for them and how God will use them in their new community.
I am trying to dwell in the thankfulness and the excitement
for their new adventures. And remind
myself that this means they get to make new friends who they’ll impact and
influence as deeply as they have us. It
also means we’ll have space in our lives to invite in new people to share our
lives with. I will still cry big fat
tears when they move and will miss seeing them in small group but I know with
complete certainty that God will watch after them and that they’ll soar in
their next chapter. Goodbyes are hard
but I’ll enjoy witnessing their story unfold from afar and cherish the times in
the future however brief where we get to visit with one another!
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