Yesterday someone asked me what I missed most about my childhood. My answer was simple: friendships. They seem so genuine when you’re a little kid. Maybe because there aren’t as many expectations. I miss being able to go outside and play with my neighbors without a care in the world. I miss riding my bike around the block. I miss enjoying the little things like getting those cards from your classmates on holidays.
It almost feels like the older you get the harder it is to find genuine friendships: people who are willing to get uncomfortable for you, the ones who stick by you through thick and thin, who genuinely care about the condition of your heart and your faith. I know from experience that life can get so busy and sometimes it’s hard to see outside of yourself. It’s also easier to be disappointed with your friends than to ask yourself if you’ve been the kind of person you wish they would be.
Since I accepted Christ my junior year of high school, about 7 years ago, I have always been interested in people [like Corrie Ten boom, Hudson Taylor, Elisabeth Elliot, Jim Elliot, A.W. Tozer, and the persecuted church to name a few] who have given their life entirely to the gospel. I remember diving into books and being in awe that the same spirit that lived inside of them also lived in me, yet disappointed that my life didn’t look like theirs. Eventually disappointment hit and that fire God planted in my heart went through some bad weather.. and then some good.. and back and forth.
There are two passages in the bible that have always been near to my heart.. this verse in the book of John and these verses in the book of Acts. I’m fascinated by God’s idea of what community looks like and how believers should treat one another.. yet I also recognize that that isn’t always what the world envisions when they think of a church. (Disclaimer: a lot of times we get a wrong perception of who God is because we are looking for people to show us who He is but that’s not always accurate. You need to go to the Source.)
Anyway, I’ve always longed to see that part of scripture in my life. I saw glimpses of it through my bible study, a few of my friends, and when my friend Annabella quit her job and moved to Morocco to live out God’s call on her life. Still, that wasn’t enough for me.
Fast forward a few years and I get to go on a missions trip of my own. This past July, God allowed me to experience the very passages of His Word that had always lingered in my heart. I got to live with a group of people who became my family within a few hours of meeting them. We were vulnerable, we prayed for one another, we prayed for strangers, we fed the homeless, we loved each other and those around us well.
Maybe I am writing this as a reminder to myself, or maybe someone out there needs to know that this type of community of believers actually exists. Ask God to surround you with people who will challenge you and push you to become who He has created you to be.
Now this is totally out of my comfort zone.. but lately I have just been feeling like I need accountability in my spiritual life. So if you are a lady and feel like life has been kicking your butt and it’s taking a toll on your relationship with God.. firstly, know that you are not alone. Maybe we can start an intimate community of females that encourage and pray for one another? Just throwing this out there. Feel free to send me a message, add me on Instagram, get in contact me if you’d like that.
If you’re someone who has any questions feel free to message me and I’ll try to help to the best of my abilities.