2.24.7
things are so good here. what an unpoetic typical understatement. i don't know how else.
after my first few weeks here, john asked me what the hardest part of being in san diego was. i told him it was trying to dig deep and peel back the layers with people. for the first little while, the questions here between us were a continuous, repetitive stream of "where are you from? did you go to school? what is your IC story? do you have siblings? what's your family like? what music do you listen to? favorite movies? etc? etc? etc?"
i missed walking into katie's house, or the girls' house, or encounter, or the office, or a coffee shop, and knowing that the questions asked were real ones, and that the answers given were real ones. i missed living soul to soul. cheesy... so cheesy. but it's truth. the only layers we dug through were far beneath the surface, and were so painful to peel away, and were so freeing to move beneath.
i guess the Father knew this was the one thing i hurt for. within days it began, and it's so real. conversations started happening - the real kind. instead of "what is your favorite..." it became "why do you think that" or "why do you think you do that?" or "what in your life makes you react that way?".
it seems that as soon as i stopped striving to make real friendship happen, and remembered (or was reminded) to just abide in Him, and exist as the person i now am because of Christ and His cross, then it happened. how refreshing. how beyond us.
when will and the team left auburn, he called me and told me how his heart ached for the people there. how he didn't understand it, but he knew there was a hole in his heart that could never be filled except by the people he met there.
and i realized, it's the same for me. i have a gaping hole in the pit of who i am for the community in auburn. and i like it that way. i don't want to fill it, i don't want the hurting to stop. i'm learning to embrace that void, because it means that i'm one of the few who are priviledged enough to have those connections. i hope that no place and no people ever fill the place i have for auburn.
and the sabbath's day's walk that will lead me to them... what a thing to look forward to.












