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.