i went home for thanksgiving, and it was great. too short, but still great. over the weekend i got to meet up with two of my dear freshmen friends. they are so full of life. and it's sweet to talk to them separately and see just how much they love and depend on each other for faith and fellowship, it reminds me a lot of my relationships with my dear sisters. i'm going to be honest though, i was scared. they are both lovely, strong, beautiful girls that are growing in the Lord, and i honestly could not be any prouder. but i had an upsetting thought. after my time with one of them on saturday night, i wondered if i was supposed to still be leading them. is it fair for me to want time with them and to know their hearts when i'm not with them everyday? figuring out this new equation of me being away has been really hard. my girls are not only my girls, but they are dear friends that know my heart better than a lot of my friends that i've had for years. and that trait reminded me that i'm no longer their leader, but we're friends. i want to share my life with them and learn about theirs. i will always be there to encourage and teach them, but i hope to be at their graduations and weddings not because i led them on some weekends and weeks at summer camp. i want to be there to celebrate everything life has to offer. i also want to be there when the world seems like it has gotten to be too much, not because its my responsibility, but because i love them. and that's something unbelievable that i love about Young Life. it is true, it is genuine, and it is done in a way similar to how Christ lived. and i love that. and i love being a part of that.
"We loved you so much that we were delighted to share with you not only the gospel of God but our lives as well, because you had become so dear to us." - 1 Thessalonians 2:8
you are dear to me.
m.
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