people in my life.

god has given me community. i am going to love in that.
i have wise people in my life. for that i am immensely thankful. one of those wise people sleeps in my room. and yesterday afternoon she reminded me that i don't have to get everything done at once. she was able to look at me, and to see through the stress i was constructing for my life, and tell me that i needn't be so stressed. it is nice to be around someone who knows me and can tell me when i am being ridiculous. especially when that person has the wisdom to sit me down and make me realize it.
i have solid people in my life. a friend who sat with me and simply listened as i poured out my fears, my anxieties, and my confusion. a wonderful man who sat with me in companionable silence as i cried. others, girls,who surrounded me with prayers and arms of love as i continued my processing and confusion this morning.
i have wondering people in my life. an amazing woman who spent a few hours processing all the cares of our collective lives together. a god-fearing woman who thinks in similar fashions to myself and who can sit on a couch and voice a million questions with no answers. someone who helped me to look forward at my life with clearer eyes and see the potential for which i am created.
i have good people in my life. i am in a place where i will need to be intentional about relearning how to live dependent on them and on god. and i'm excited.

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