I have returned from the wedding in better spirits than anticipated. There were only minor tears and minimal drinking. I think this is due to the community I walked among for the weekend. City's friends and family surrounded me like the hands of Christ. They fed and housed me. Their children clung to me. Women asked how I was doing and their husbands joked with me. They were beautiful.
This was a community originally built around people from suburbs who chose to move to the inner city and get involved with the poor. They were all leaving their families, so they created a new sense of family among the friends. They wake things up inside me. I need to think more about community and my resources.
There were tears shed over the fact that City and I are on different paths. Fortunately I had already done the grieving work and could arrive to celebrate seeing God's faithfulness to my friend in giving her someone who bakes, takes pictures, studies, fixes houses and makes her feel safe. It definitely helped that her mom kept reassuring me that God has someone for me too.
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so glad! so glad! it is a good thing and I am so glad.
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