Okay, so it's not this extreme, but it is starting to feel a little like it (By the way, if you haven't read this book I wholeheartedly recommend it. It is a fabulous--and quick--read. Well worth your time.). I was invited to three mission farewells today, I was only physically able to make it to two.
But all my friends, although not dead, are leaving to different parts of the world. And it's for a good purpose, and I love that they are good enough and strong enough to serve, but it's weird at the same time. And I'm going to be one of those almost-dead friends too.
I think the weirdest part about all of this is the fact that I've known a lot of these people for years. And they've been a good part of my life. And now they're leaving. And I'm leaving, and everyone's going to change. For the better of course, but we will still all change. Isn't it crazy? Once you're out of high school, everything--everything--changes except the truth of this gospel. And that's why we're all willing to leave our family for eighteen to twenty-four months: we want others to know that there is hope in this world. There is a constant, and there is a way back to our Heavenly Father.
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