relationships . . . actually I've been thinking on this for several days. I'm out of touch with my friends.
And I miss them.
I don't know when it happened, but I know it was a gradual process that was speeded up by the additional injury to my back two years ago. I spent most days at home, and I had to step out of church ministry, which created more distance. When I was young, my girl friends and I used to hang out a lot--we'd go shopping, to movies, work out, go to the park. We liked to be together.
Bit by bit, the shopping fell away . . . then the movies . . . coffee out . . . . until it became just Sunday morning hello's and Bible Study.
I'm in a new church now and I'm just beginning to meet people. I don't see my "old" friends at all. I stay in touch with family and old, old friends, my writing buddies and readers, but I can't remember the last time I got together face to face with anyone outside of family.Most of my contacts are on Facebook. That's sad. I'm sad.
I miss my friends.
When I die (I know that sounds morose, but let's face it none of us gets out of here alive) my friends will show up at my funeral. They'll have nice things to say about me. And those who don't will be silent. When I lose people I love I'll go to their services to say farewell and I'll wish I'd spent time with them while I could.
I don't want to wait until my friends are gone, and I don't want them to wait for my exit either. It's time to do something about the distance between me and the people I care about. I'm going on a campaign to make time. I'm going to rediscover my social side. It will be a challenge . . . I'm out of practice and my back is non-cooperative. But I'm determined.
How about you? We may not have more tomorrows. Make time today, even if it's just a phone call or a card. Stay in touch. Love on someone and have some fun.
Grace and peace to you from God,
Bonnie
