So I was just sitting in my room, drinking a 2 liter of coke, facebook stalking everyone I know (probably you too), when a random friend popped up on chat.
Kinda wierd, since we hadn't talked in about 3 years, I figured he had a random question about something way back, and that was it.
But he did have a question, he wanted to know if there was anything he could pray about for me.
He's not an overtly religious person, he just loves Jesus and felt like that was what he was supposed to do.
So I dumped on him, telling him that I really need to find a house soon, that I was incredibly nervous about going to Thailand, and that I'm yearning to get closer to God.
We were never close, I just learned tonight that he moved to Kentucky about a year ago, but the fact that I spilled my worries and fears to him showed that it wasn't about how close we were, it was just that someone straight out asked.
I didn't have to say anything, but I did because I just wanted someone to listen.
And that says everything about who we are and what we desire.
For someone to listen.
For someone to care.
We desire to know that someone will help us shoulder our burdens, we are social animals not meant to be alone.
And who else but the church should listen to our worries and fears about life, and comfort us that the sun will shine again tomorrow?
Maybe we just need to break the silence, tear down the mask hiding our burdens, be the person that admits that life isn't a perfect, happy little life.
So, this may be too straightforward, but I'd really like some prayer. I have no idea where I'm living next semester, and I have fears about this summer, both going overseas to Thailand and working at Deer Run again.
And I'd like sometime to hear about your life, not just the basic things about life, but everything, the great things and the lame things. Sorry for being a jerk and not asking sooner.
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