So many weddings. So, so many weddings. Three this month alone. I'm excited about all of them, too. I'm also glad I'm not getting married yet, but excited about the prospect of the person who might marry us. It would be the awesomest thing ever, I think.
I spend a couple hours at Donna's house this week visiting with her. We sat on the front porch for hours because it was so beautiful outside. It makes my heart glad to have someone like her in my life--to be able to sit for hours and just talk about what God does, has done, and is doing. Sometimes it's difficult for me to remember how much that means to me. But when she told me her answer to "What have you read today?"--"All of Ruth, all of Hebrews, and some chapters in Isaiah" (or something like that)--I remember that there are people out there that understand my love.
The funny thing that happened though is that when I asked Noelle if she knew Donna's son (because he's Noelle's age), Noelle said, "Donna's a mom?! I just thought she was someone your age... Like, one of your friends..." But that's almost the most perfect thing. There's nothing about Sunday nights that feels like a hierarchical system. We all love each other, and it's the way a family should be. It's a blessin'. But for real.
I do miss Kyle, though. He's been so busy with school and work, and now we're so far apart. It's hard to find time to talk. I'm just hoping it gets better soon since he's done with his May classes.
I can't wait until I have a home where people will come and be, and know God's peace and grace and wonder. They will grow together.
