Moving is tough business, let me tell you. Moving where you
don’t already have friends or family adds an extra challenge. While it is fun
(most of the time) to get to know new people, it takes a while – for me, at
least, the reclusive introvert. Ha. Even though it’s natural for me to enjoy
being alone, I do get lonely sometimes.
In those times, I am thankful for the treasures I’ve picked
up along our adventures – so many friends I consider the life-long sort. How
did we ever stay in touch before Facebook?? Every time I see a comment or get
an email from someone I haven’t heard from for a few, I get a strong urge to
start hugging some necks.
Sometimes, the urge gets so great that my only consolation
is the hope of Heaven. I fully expect to hug as many necks as I want, whenever
I want.
My question is – do I get to be in charge of laying out the
neighborhoods? Mine doesn’t even have to on a golden street, as long as the
people I love are within neck-hugging distance.
For an invitation to this block party, see Romans 8. If you
haven’t already, I hope you’ll RSVP.
Happy Wednesday, Dry Ground friends. Proceed with
confidence, kindness and grace.
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