And in the exact breath - I know that it is blessed trauma. Trauma for God's glory. A complete disruption of my focused, on track, Jesus-talking, self-absorbed life into a chaotic, faith fulled, Jesus-walking, pride-stripped life.
So much of it stands out as defining moments, and so much seems like a blur.
How do I know that I am healing?
Last night I went to P.F. Changs. With three other girls. Three other mommas. Three other MB transplants who openly confess that they, too, are looking for friends and wanting community. Two of which go to High Rock and one "future High Rocker".
This could easily become awkward, right? I mean, with the exception of K and I, we really all just met. We all had only spent about two hours together total - and that was at Jair's party - which, let's be honest, wasn't exactly conducive to lots of adult conversation. Would conversation flow - would I be "me" when I am not even sure I know who "me" is at this point?
But in my head I was picturing a much more Sex in the City vibe. I've never actually seen that show, but I can imagine. Dark lighting and sipping from wine glasses and glittering laughter. Yes. Glittering laughter. I told K that. She "bahahahad" and then said that was the best phrase ever - and I knew - we were in for a blast.
We spent three hours - THREE HOURS - talking and sharing and laughing and crying - three hours eating off of each other's plates - cracking jokes on each other's behalf - and being FRIENDS. There was no gossiping about others, no judgement, no critiquing, no exclusion. It was fun. And beautiful. And filled with glittering laughter. It was, exactly, as I had dreamed. I said that too and sent them into fits of laughter.
I could almost hear those that have put up with me this year cheering me on. Reminding me that I am loved and that real friendships exist. And I loved each of them - and I can see how God is fitting them into my lives.
God is starting to connect dots here in Myrtle Beach. My circle is widening and my group is tightening. I am letting God define who I am and I am reveling in the authenticity that allows in my relationships.
I can hear God reminding me that I am here for a purpose - and He has that purpose mapped out.
Maybe I am Romanticizing all of this a bit - but - it is my heart.