Tonight Mr. Wonderful was working late. The kids were all gone and I was home alone. I rented a movie that probably only I would love. It was based on the story of 4 women who had remained friends through every kind of trial. No matter what happened in their lives, if one of them was in need, the others came running. They were a rock of support to each other and loved each other, no matter what the flaw of the others.
It made me remember a time.
A time of girl friends’ past.
Not just any girl friends. Girl friends that I was with night and day. We cut teeth together in the nursery at church. We ran the halls together every night for a week while our parents practiced for the big production musical for Easter at church.
We toilet papered guys’ houses on the weekends for lack of nothing better to do.
After all, we were good Christian girls, so drinking and smoking was not an option.
We went to church camp together. And mission trips.
We spent almost every weekend at one our our houses staying up until 3 am yakking.
Those mission trips made us new girls…more grown-up, almost women. We learned to love those who had nothing.
We learned that clothes and hair wasn’t so important. We left everything in our suitcases behind, because we realized we had so much in comparison back at home.
There are many memories I have of these girls. And now, I wonder, what are they doing? Life has taken over and now we all have families of our own. Our lives have led us through moving away, marriage, children, divorce, recovery, finding strength, and now we are all seeking new happiness. It’s been a long road. But our roots go deep. Our parents, by making us run those church halls, somehow instilled in us the love of the One who makes life new.
I see them on Facebook, all in different states, all with new lives. All have experienced life since our high-school church days. And I wonder, how did we all lose touch? Where did our relationships disappear to with those who we shared every thought, every dream, every day with?
And I miss them.
And I wonder when looking at our hair.
What in the WORLD were we thinking?
Michael W. Smith put it well…
And friends are friends forever
If the Lord’s the Lord of them
And a friend will not say never
‘Cause the welcome will not end
Though it’s hard to let you go
In the Father’s hands we know
That a lifetime’s not too long to live as friends.