I went downstairs to the cafe today at work. There were people everywhere, people I had never seen before. I thought,"Who are all these people and where do they come from, and what is their story?" Then I thought......"Why do I feel so disconnected to them all?"
I guess because I don't know their stories.....You sit by a stranger and they start telling you things about themselves and they are no longer strangers, they are potential friends. Especially if they are going through some of the same things you are. There is a kinship, instantly. You figure out how you are the same and how you are different.....what you have in common and what you don't.
There is a solid connection where there was only possibility before.
I guess that's why I love this blogging thing. I feel connected to all of you, like I do know you....well, at least I feel like I do. And I like you! We have never met face to face, but I count you all as friends. That's what Jesus said, "I have called you friends." I try to stop in at least every other day or so, to see what's going on in your neck of the woods. Sometimes I comment, and sometimes I say a prayer as I'm reading your posts. Always, I am amazed by the wisdom and creativity I find there.
I want you to know I consider you my brothers and sisters, and I am glad you are out there. I'm glad God led me to your blogs, and to you.
And someday, in this place or that other place we look to call home someday, we will meet, I am sure of it.
I really look forward to that day because......
I really do like you all!
"I thank my God, making mention of you always in my prayers, hearing of your love and faith which you have toward the Lord Jesus and toward all the saints, that the sharing of your faith may become effective by the acknowledgment of every good thing which is in you in Christ Jesus." Philemon 1:4-6
Yours truly, trying to stay out of the sun!
Awwww, I really like you, too, Lori! And you are so right about that sense of disconnectedness rising from the fact that we don't know each other's stories. Yesterday I sat next to an elderly lady on the plane from Hartford to Minneapolis. When she first sat down, she was a stranger. Two hours later, she was a friend.
ReplyDeleteHi Michelle! You sound just like my Mom, the other day she made a new friend at the dry cleaners! I would like to be more like you both :-)Lori
ReplyDeleteOkay, this slayed me. It did. Cuz, as I told you before, I feel like if we were geographically compatible, we could hang out together and we could go to that cafe and make up background stories for all of those strangers. :)
ReplyDeleteHopefully, we can stay connected through the blog. I actually learn quite a bit from reading your writing.
As I sat and waited on a car repair on Thursday, I ended up talking with a guy across from me about his I-Phone and how technology has made us all so frantic and in a hurry to read our emails, check the Internet, blah, blah, blah. He was at least 20 years younger than me, but it was a "like" minded conversation.
Technology brought me you. I didn't think about that as I was talking to him about how it makes us disconnect from those next to us and connected to those afar.
Weird.
This comment is practically a post.
Love the picture, my friend. Now I have a face to put with the words. Glad you're staying out of the sun .... and the fires?
Hugs.