to be known
WARNING: This post is going to make me sound pitiful. I apologize in advance. It ends on a happy note.For some reason, I have this idea that I may somehow be able to escape being lonely for any period of time during this move to Nashville; this idea that I am going to meet people and be super-close friends with them fast enough to avoid all loneliness. I have no idea why I have this expectation- wishful thinking? It's really quite a ridiculous idea, I know. And of course, when I set expectations and they are not met, I also have to deal with the disappointment.
So I'm driving to have coffee this afternoon with a girl from the church I want to go to, who is also a friend of some friends. (I should mention that I had just had lunch with my closest friend from RUF intern days, so I'm not really lacking for human contact or even someone who knows me well at this point.) And as I drive, I am feeling sorry for myself, knowing I have nothing to do tonight and not looking forward to a 3rd night sitting in front of the TV (especially since I don't even really like watching TV), on the verge of tears.
And in the middle of our conversation, this new friend asks me if I am doing anything tonight. NOPE. Do I want to join her and a couple other girls for dinner and the showing of the Ten out of Tenn documentary? YES. And then I remember, "Where God leads, He provides." Not so much in that 'I'm never going to be lonely type of way,' but in that 'My child, I know exactly what you need; have faith' type of way.

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