So, I sit in my room looking at the wonderful colors of my creator and I daydream. I think about family and friends, blessings and gifts and I become even more grateful with each passing moment. I am thankful for one thing right now in particular. Friendship. It means so much to me. To have a friend whom I can express my deepest thoughts, emotions, and dreams with--well, what can be better than that?
One of my closest friends just left. I gave her a ride to the airport yesterday and had to try hard to keep myself from tearing up as I drove back home. I looked at the beautiful scenery along the highway and streets leading back to my house and I thought--I shall always remember this visit--a visit with a good friend in the fall, she shall always be "painted" in my mind with yellows, oranges, and reds--the colors of autumn. I then thought about the other visitors I've had--what colors are they? And much to my surprise--yes, they had colors too. Sometimes the color of winter--fluffy snow and glittery frost, and sometimes the color of summer--the blues of water and white puffy clouds.
I am beginning to think I've lost it a little bit here, but really, it's how I remember each and every visit. With colors associated with seasons. And with friends associated with colors. I deeply love my friends--my true friends, those whom I can trust, depend on, lean on, share with and pray with. Why I have been so blessed is a mystery to me, however, I will not question God, I will just bask in the colors of friendship and enjoy my view.
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