12.23.2011

family night

the caroline's and the kate's
tonight was one of the best nights in a long long time. i got to spend it with 20 or so of my closest friends. It was great seeing them all together like old times. I love that. It's funny to me how i'm always so MYSELF around these people, but when there are hang-outs similar to this in Cola, i'm just not the same. It's definitely the people. Each and ever person there tonight I had some strong connection with. Yes, we all love the Lord. but other connections. I either know them from school or camp or leadership or something. I just feel close to everyone there. I know i've graduated, but i'm kinda loving seeing what Christ is doing in our group as i return. the group of people we used to hang with has broadened, to more and more girls and guys i love.
I'm just excited for when i feel like this with the leaders in Cola. I know it just takes time but i feel so impatient. but maybe that's good, cause it'll just be that much greater when i do feel myself with them. I think that after a few month, i'll hopefully be able to turn Cola nights into nights like this. it's gonna be so great.

Also, going back to what i said earlier, "Yes, we all love the Lord." did you realize how i just took that for granted? WE ALL LOVE THE LORD! sometimes i definitely take that for granted. 20 teenagers that love the Lord all hanging out fellowshipping together on a friday night. do you realize how great that is? i am so lucky to have the community i have here at home. i think sometimes i don't realize it. i need to stop taking that for granted. i just think it's so cool that we can all just hang out and play ping pong and dance central like normal teens but we're bonded together so strongly because we love the Lord. to quote my favorite poem "We loved with a love that was more than love," the love of Christ. that makes them not just my friends, but my family.

i feel like this post is kinda jumbled. actually, i feel like a lot of my posts are jumbled. sorry.

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