One of my church babies is in town! Well, okay, not exactly in town as she’s staying with relatives in London. I live an hour and a half by train outside London. It’s near enough though. We met up on Monday and tried to catch up. I say tried because I haven’t seen her in almost four years! You cannot catch up in just one afternoon! Catching up with news from home about my church family has driven home the fact that I truly miss my friends. I think I missed my friends even more because my church baby is my two friends’ younger cousin and she reminded me so much of them in the way she talked, the inflections and the rhythm of her speech.
I grew up with these 3 ladies. Not from the age of infancy. We met each other in our teens, when I moved churches (mainly because the church we moved to was closer to our house than the church I grew up in). I’ve always believed that growing up together cements your friendship. You share experiences with each other that you can’t usually share with anyone else. But when you grow in faith together, your friendship becomes more than just a cemented friendship because your faith bonds you, fuses you together. Because your friendship is founded on faith, you’re able to weather the toughest storms. And we’ve been through very interesting times, to say the least. We’ve had our fair share of misunderstandings, unspoken and otherwise. But we are blessed because we have our faith experiences that bind us in love and that allows us to overcome anything.
You know that statement that is included in most wedding ceremonies, “What God has put together, let no man put asunder”? I believe that it applies to every kind of relationship that God has put together, whether it be a marriage or a friendship. A friendship that is based ultimately on faith is a friendship forever. A friendship that is centered on Christ is a friendship that will stand the test of time.
Despite the distance (one is in Australia, one is in England, one is in the Philippines and one is a jetsetter who is all over the place!) I think we all try in our own ways to keep in touch. I feel the affection when we email, chat or when we skype (God bless technology!). And everytime I am reminded of how much we care about each other, I whisper a prayer of thanks. I know I am blessed because I have 3 very dear friends. That’s more than what most people have and I count those 3 ladies part of my treasure chest.
While I am assured, and reassured, that we will always be friends, and that our friendship will last even if we aren’t able to have anymore of our Starbucks coffee dates, I think I will wallow in the missing them. Because I do.
I really, really, really miss you!