More Friends

We don’t really understand it. Maybe it’s the way of the south, maybe it’s just Dallas. Maybe it’s our charm, though we seriously doubt it. But we know that God is answering prayers left and right in the way of friendships and new beginnings.

Last night we went to dinner with a couple who invited us out to eat after meeting us one time. Okay, Courtney invited me after we met at a girls night and the husbands were forced but went with decent attitudes and smiles. I think a wonderful time was had by all (at least it was on our part) and we seem to be meeting all kinds of friends we’ve long prayed for.

It’s amazing how many people have stepped out to help us get involved with church, who have invited us to hang out, who have taken an interest in our lives. Coworkers, friends of friends, people we accidentally serve with on Sundays. It sounds great and we all know it’s what we’re supposed to do, but it’s so difficult to add new people to the mix. To expand your small group. To open your heart and your schedule to new people when they’re already so full. So today we pay tribute to the truly hospitable strangers who are becoming less strange and more familiar. Sort of like our new home.

Thanks to all of our new friends who challenge us already. You are salt and light.

He executes justice for the fatherless and the widow, and loves the stranger, giving him food and clothing. Love the stranger, therefore, for you were once strangers in the land of Egypt.
Deuteronomy 10:18-19


The Beauty of a Stranger

I feel like I’m hogging the blog this week, but I got home first last night, so I got to write the post and Kyle can wait his turn. Clearly I’m becoming more unselfish in marriage by the day. Ahem.

So last night we got invited to two separate events. I have a feeling that it’s all because of this post, but at this point, we’ll take whatever we can get. Kyle played kickball, I went to a girls night. Now, if you’ve ever walked into a room full of people you barely know, you understand that it can be a little intimidating. These weren’t my friends, they don’t know my struggles, we went to different schools, grew up in different states, it’s just… different. And yet as I was sitting at the table with five almost strangers, the world became a little bit smaller.

I was sitting at a table surrounded by empty plates, glasses of wine, and host of young women I know little about. But as I watched them laugh and interact, they didn’t seem like such strangers after all. They all love Christ, and despite our different careers (or lack thereof) and our different passions, our struggles are all the same.

There’s something beautiful about walking through life in Christian fellowship. Having friends who can call you out on things, who have the same heart, who challenge you in conversation and in life. But there’s almost something more beautiful in knowing that God is so much bigger than my group of friends. He encompasses so much more than we think about on a daily basis. And no matter where we find ourselves, we must remember that it is He who led us here, and He will remain faithful. And we will all glorify Him together.

Today, I am reminded that the body of Christ is much larger than I’ll ever truly know.

May the God who gives endurance and encouragement give you a spirit of unity among yourselves as you follow Christ Jesus, so that with one heart and mouth you may glorify the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ.

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