Ruhamah and the Spikenard: February 2018

Thursday, February 8, 2018

Friends and Brothers

I have met a lot of people since I first came to Minneapolis in August. Everywhere from old ladies to little babies, teenage girls to 20-something seminary students, rambunctious 5 year-old boys to mature brotherly men. Pretty much the whole gambit.

It has been a good time. I have enjoyed these people and friendships immensely, and I hope to continue growing in relationships that point me toward God.

I have a room-mate that I can chum with. I can tell her in particular, things I wouldn't tell anyone else (besides family). We understand each other. It's funny how you can get a room-mate and share your secrets and know she won't tell. It's good to have someone close like that. It's different too, though. I've always just had my family.

Alaina

Then there are other good girlfriends, like other house mates, that I can have long conversations with and laugh about weird things, pray together, and share our thoughts on subjects without judging the others.

Alaina, Erika, and Leuxie

Of course, I have my blood sisters that I can whine to. I laugh and joke with them too, don't worry. But they listen, and they rebuke, and they make sense.

Hannah and Priscilla

And then, there are the boys. They're the ones I rebuke. Haha! I tell them what to do and scowl at their immaturity and then laugh with them at their jokes. I do love them, I just have to out up with them.

CJ, Tommy, and Jesse-Morgan

Finally, my brothers. They're champs. They ask me pointed questions, they're real, and they treat me like their little sister, which I love. I love having brothers I can go to for advice and see a different side of the coin. Girls are wonderful and I need them, but they think like I do. Big brothers think like I should. So I need them.

Actually, I need them all. God gives us friends, good friends, for a reason. Get some good ones if you don't have any yet.

I'm happy. Hope you are too.

The Sis

Tuesday, February 6, 2018

Something I've learned

Here's a quick lesson I've learned:

Don't bring your best friend to school with you.

Not my picture.

Why? You are already good friends and you don't feel the need to make new friends. You have each other, you are attached and feel safe. Why try to make new friends? You can become reclusive and rude toward others. Besides, you should each be able to decide on your own where you want to go to college. I could see this being OK, but I also know it can be bad.

I know it sounds really tempting; I'll admit that I hoped one of my friends might come to the same college as I did. Now, however, I am so glad that did not happen. First, we have different plans and goals that different colleges could meet in different ways. Second, I could see myself pulling toward her because I felt comfortable. But since I was thrown in alone (besides siblings, which did help), I was forced to make friends of my own, to go to things on my own, and make decisions based on my own thoughts, not my best friend's.

So, don't do it. Be the person God meant you to be, not who your friend meant you to be.