Thanks, girl! I am going to work on that.
That’s exactly what I’m saying, darling. I don’t think you thoroughly read my post- I don’t feel that a friendship is impossible with those circumstances. But being friends on very opposite ends, it’s quite difficult. Disagreements can cause a bit of hostility, so it seems that there is no point. But I don’t actually feel that there is no point, I want to be friends with everyone, despite their beliefs. And I most certainly am not judging them because of their disbelief- again, I think you may have misunderstood my intentions with that post.
Everyone has different beliefs and views. And that’s okay. But it is incredibly difficult to confront in friendships. When those individuals who are dear to you and are on the polar opposite end of you as far as beliefs go, it is difficult. It’s quite easy to just think, well- we are too different so this friendship is kind of pointless. And you can very easily drift away. But I don’t want to drift away from people just because they firmly believe that God does not exist. But I mean, some people are very, extremely set in their ways. I get it. I understand it and I respect their stance. So what do I do? Sometimes, it physically hurts. It hurts my heart. I think back to when I was so far distant from God and now, to feel Him dwelling in my heart, the difference is substantial. The joy inside of me is indescribable—it is remarkable. The presence of God in my life is hands down the most wonderful thing I could ever imagine for myself, although I undoubtedly fail Him. I want people to feel what I feel. Just a glimpse of His unconditional, unfailing, and undying love is enough to desire to live for Him. How can I possibly show this to someone? I don’t ever want to force my beliefs on a person. But my heart and soul yearns to show them Him. I cannot just drift away and leave it be. I can’t give up. And I know that in our actions we should reflect Jesus- and I think that I try. But sometimes, I don’t quite know how.
Advice and your thoughts are welcome. Love ya’ll.
I want to be sitting somewhere. I want to be sitting somewhere with you. Somewhere as the sun yellows down to orange, and night leaks blue then purple into the sky, like ink dribbled slowly into a glass of water. Far above, the glint of a plane draws a white contrail as vivid as school chalk across the evening canvas. We’re in Greece somewhere by the sea. It’s hot—summer. Or maybe a late Fall day somewhere up north. Crisp, when sunsets come and go quickly so you have to pay full attention or you’ll miss them. Two Adirondack chairs side by side, forest green, or no color at all because they’ve lived out in the hard weather for years. You are telling me a story I’ve never heard before about your childhood. Your voice is quiet and intimate, but also alive and peppery with humor. Your hand is on my arm. I am grinning. I’m grinning because it is you talking and your story is good and I know soon we will rise together and have a wonderful meal where the food and talk will be equally good. Afterwards perhaps we will return to these chairs by the sea, or a forest, a desert, or by nothing important at all to listen to the night, as dense and black by then as the inside of a closed drawer.
And you will say. And I will say. That is all I want on this foggy winter evening."
when you have all of these intricate thoughts that are worth sharing and your mind races with great ideas and you’re all excited because you’re gonna ace this essay and then you start to write them down and this is all you have for like 3 days:
……yeah. What the heck, brain.