This statement scares me. It did Tuesday night when Gwen (who is moving to France by the end of summer, hopefully.) told me during our last talk before she was to leave the next morning.
I don’t know what my face looked like, but I know I blinked hard at her. I know I became frustrated after she told me not to despair. Silence.
I know a few minutes after we got ready for bed that night, my mom looked at me and said, “are you sad she’s leaving?” tears welling, followed by loud cries.
Before I knew it, I was sobbing in Gwen’s lap, mumbling about her needing sleep, she needed to go, her simple “shh” and a prayer for me to understand she’s not the center of joy, but a bearer of Jesus.
If you haven’t already noticed, I get attached to people. With everyone I’ve met in life, I have in some way or another.
I’m afraid of losing people. Those people I’ve lost early on in life by redirection or other reasons makes me believe I will lose everyone I meet. Which is true because we all will pass away.
God has shown me something true: someone who makes an epically long journey (we’re talking 9-10 hrs both ways for only 2 days) loves you. Who drives you to 3 DIFFERENT stores to get cane tips, making you laugh the entire time. To the point where she has to get the car because you can’t get ahold of yourself, loves you. Who miss the turn to your house because she was listening so hard to your silence, because she knows something is bothering you and wants to know, loves you. Who sits in a field with a rainstorm soaking you (as this picture shows), because you walked with Jesus in a dream, loves you.
Who show you Jesus from the moment your friendship began, loves you.
He’s shown me this too: the friends He gives to share life with you, don’t leave you. Even if they move to another country. Even if you have to use Wechat, Whatsapp, email, the phone, and real short visits that end in tears. (If you’re a tender hearted person like me, you get it.)
It’s worth it. The best friendships grow through understanding, distance, and prayer.
There’s a certain love you experience through God when He places people who show you His overwhelming love for you. It’ll make you cry for a few days as a thank you.
Thank God for the Gwen (or whatever his/her name is) in your life. And if you wouldn’t mind joining her prayer for God to bring another friend and He would show me that I’m not losing the one I have, but gaining, I’d appreciate it.