I got to spend some time with a very dear friend the other night. They moved out of the area and I haven't gotten to spend any time with him for over a year. My heart lept when I saw him in church last Sunday. I'm not sure I realized how much I missed him. There is really no reason we should be good friends. He is heterosexual, I am not. He is much younger than I. He is helping to raise a family and struggling in a new job, not leaving a lot of time for extra people or things in his life. Yet, we connect. We connect on a level that is different than the "Hi how are you." sort of thing.
It's almost like we connect without words. Scary sometimes, I see my mistakes in him. I see a drive to get things done to the exclusion of family sometimes. I see a person on fire for justice and the love of God, who must feel that sometimes the entire world is going in a different direction. I wonder if God sees us in that same way sometimes. So happy when we take the time to return for that momentary peace. I wonder if God's heart jumps with excitement when we return to look anew at what God might desire for us. I wonder.....