close, for comfort
From as early as I can remember I have always lived close to people that have mattered to me. But the question is: was I lucky those friends lived close by, or did they become my friends because they did? I don't know that it matters, really.
This video was taken on the micro-walk from my best friend's house to mine, which takes a total of, well, under a minute. Proximity can be a blessing or a curse, but I can honestly say I have never had it work to the negative, thank goodness.
I like being close to church, and school, and work, and the market (all of which I can walk to). It is handy. It makes life just a little easier. I appreciate it immensely in the busy life that I lead.
Do I let things that are not physically nearby become close to me? How can I get better at that? I know I need more than the convenient. Sometimes the faraway things can move right next door if I let them. Personal reflecting time. Scriptures. Family. God. I need to shrink my "world" and welcome these new neighbors.
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Well said. I tend to be on the claustrophobic side. I don't like being this way, but I am working on it! You amaze me!
This is something I need to work on for sure.
Hmmm. I need to do this too. . .
P.S. That creak was beautiful!
Excellant. It is easier at times to keep enjoyable, fun, flighty things close rather then the deep, sometimes hard, maybe a bit uncomfortable things. (btw, I saw my house :))
I really love your ability to find Gospel questions and answers in everyday life.
Excellent food for thought...especially as I venture far away from all things I love next week!
That is great you have someone you like to be with so much, living so close.
Yep, I agree--with shrinking my world to the things that are most important and bringing them closer to me.
What a great thought.
What a cute house and a lovely neighborhood.
I definitely need to make room for some much needed neighbors, too. Great thought.
What a beautiful insight!
Okay, so after being absent for most of the summer, I'm dipping my toe back into the blogosphere. This is my first stop and what a perfect surprise to find such honor here. Fighting tears.
For the record, I didn't live across the street when we became friends. Back then I lived a whole 4 blocks away. ;)
I love you, Kazz.
I've been gone so long, I missed so many great posts. This one is beautiful. My family has lived away from love ones for many, many years now. I have learned to keep them close though far and I hope I am translating this well into the spiritual aspect of my life.
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