Tuesday, April 21, 2009
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
scattered reflections
i'm not someone that's great at meeting "strangers". you know the people you know through someone you know? you don't really know them yet but there's potential to? I'm honestly the person that if i went to highschool with you and we weren't bff's and i see you somewhere I'll nod and quickly say hi or duck the other way and peace out. I don't know what it is. I just don't have this deep desire to meet new people. I'm sort of shy and akward but it's not too bad. It's not that I have massive groups of friends or am extremely popular... it's that i'm really picky and i tend to be hesitant.
these days i would say my friendships are more alive than ever before. they jump off the page. when you meet someone it's pretty safe to say that we're all really wrapped up. We've got our layers and pashminas, hats etc. as the comfort grows the layers are shed. truth is met with truth. it becomes a take it or leave it but with a great sense of sensitivity and security. I know exactly who I am to my friends. I know what they expect from me. We're learning when we can speak to eachother and what we can speak about.
one of my biggest pet peeves is when people try and speak into your life but they haven't earned the right to. if you come to me bringing wisdom or rebuke....even encouragement the relationship has to be there. there have only been two times in my life where someone has been spoken to me straight from God from a stranger. They were moments that changed my life. I'm not sure if that made total sense or not. Lately I'm processing alot of things that have been spoken to me and over me in my life. i'm the akward girl at the dance going back to look at what's been said to her. reading things, hearing things and trying to believe that because i don't know time lines and i don't know when and i didn't have an inclination as to if someone was just making something up for something to say in that moment and make themselves feel important...or is it His voice and of things to come.
I want to hear You
these days i would say my friendships are more alive than ever before. they jump off the page. when you meet someone it's pretty safe to say that we're all really wrapped up. We've got our layers and pashminas, hats etc. as the comfort grows the layers are shed. truth is met with truth. it becomes a take it or leave it but with a great sense of sensitivity and security. I know exactly who I am to my friends. I know what they expect from me. We're learning when we can speak to eachother and what we can speak about.
one of my biggest pet peeves is when people try and speak into your life but they haven't earned the right to. if you come to me bringing wisdom or rebuke....even encouragement the relationship has to be there. there have only been two times in my life where someone has been spoken to me straight from God from a stranger. They were moments that changed my life. I'm not sure if that made total sense or not. Lately I'm processing alot of things that have been spoken to me and over me in my life. i'm the akward girl at the dance going back to look at what's been said to her. reading things, hearing things and trying to believe that because i don't know time lines and i don't know when and i didn't have an inclination as to if someone was just making something up for something to say in that moment and make themselves feel important...or is it His voice and of things to come.
I want to hear You
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