Friday, January 4, 2013

good kind of love.

I don't really like to remember life pre work crew, because it doesn't hold all of you in it.

This reunion made me love you guys that much more, after a semester full of struggle I rested 110 percent. The nights we were together, I slept so well, no trace of anxiety, no nightmares, nothing. 
It was peaceful, just like the Summer we spent side by side.
I woke up to Paige Clayton's gentle touch on my shoulder, Lindsay in the shower, and Logan across  the room from me, her first words of the day being "I don't ever want to leave."

My heart melted as I watched everyone go up, one by one, saying what their life looked like after leaving sharp top cove.
I wasn't alone in hardships, but what would take me forever to tell one person back home, took me 2 minutes to stand up and tell all 30 of you.
It so easy for words to flow out of my mouth, so easy for tears to slide down my face, so easy to laugh, to love, to pray, to sing, to dance.
This is what life is suppose to look like, we were brought together by a common purpose, and with that same common purpose we were reunited.
So here's to common purposes that lead to the cross, because it's the one meaningful similarity that we all share, a cavern for Christ.
Who knew that working endlessly one summer could teach you to love the most?

I wish I had enough words to explain to the world how grateful I am for this community, for my best friends in the whole entire universe.

I love you, with all the good kind of love that I can possibly gather from this worn, sloppy, mess of a heart that beats inside my chest.











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