Treasures

So, just because we can catch glimpses of God on our travels, doesn't mean we have to stop looking for him once we reach home.

For instance, when you sit at the wedding seeing your best friend from seventh grade walk down the aisle. It's a crazy feeling, knowing that she's that girl you giggled till all hours of the morning with, possibly over this very day, then, far in the future-- but she's also this completely grown woman, who's making a commitment to a man you know so little about--but because she loves him, you love him too.

And she looks completely beautiful, and different and the same...and I know I'm contradicting myself but it's all true. I felt so very proud of her. We haven't been in touch nearly enough over the years, but I was so glad to share her special day.

It's funny to think about childhood friends, though. We all impact each other's lives in so many ways, but no one quite like our chlidhood friends. This friend, Kate is her name--she always accepted me for exactly who I was...and was unfailingly generous and giving. I think its possible that she is still an example in my head of what a friend should be.

And now this post is making me miss her...and the girls we once were. But it's also funny to think, that those girls have had a host of experiences since then, and have turned into some incredible women who can take the treasures of childhood and love others the same way.