where waves grow sweet

A friend loves at all times… Proverbs 17:17

My old Ft. Collins church, the Tool Room

God has brought me so far from isolation and I can trace much of it back to here… Fort Collins, Colorado… where I learned about friendship. This small community of people, working out our faith in the midst of all that life could bring on, was a sweet introduction to what relationship looks like. Not the romanticized version, like a cigarette ad, where everyone is smiling while dancing with a gaggle of attractive people. But the real, sometimes gritty version where there is fun and laughter, alongside struggles and pain. Where people can be ugly and messy, or victorious and joyful, and still be loved. Not that we did it perfectly. But I got a glimpse of the sort of relationship God wants with us, and gained a foundation for the amazing friendships I would develop as I moved on.

I’ve been thinking about all the people I’ve been blessed to do life with – not just here but back home in California and across the world. All I can say is that I feel like the luckiest girl on the planet. So thank you. For being who you are. And for making my life so unbelievably wonderful. You are truly the best.