About Loving Someone that you've never met
It's not often that you get that chance really. Can you think of the last time you did?
Usually you meet someone, a friendship sparks and you grow ~ it grows. sometimes slowly through bonds of tea and long talks, sometimes quickly through circumstance or tragedy. But usually, I would wager almost always, you see & experience before you believe.
I have been given the beautiful circumstance of loving people before I see them; with the revelation in January of my Father and his whole, rather large family. At first it didn't seem so beautiful, but almost cruel, and un-necessary. How dare someone who doesn't know me, take my life and tear it away—all that I knew—and expect me to receive without consequence. It has been an interesting road. But there are shafts of brilliant and blessed light that weave it's way through the waiting.
So, it is beginning. It is this strange, warm strength in my heart to know that I am an older sister, THE OLDEST sister. To a couple girls now who are in my life, and for some crazy reason, they love me. (At least they say they do, but I believe them.) And they are sweet, and creative and soulful and a bit strange—so much like me! ~ and they even LOOK like me. Why God let me wait 30 years till he opened the floodgates of family for me, I will not know. And I still wait with quiet and patient expectation for my Father, who still hangs in the wings. But it doesn't hurt so much, because I've discovered that I am the same person, and not having a Dad, OR HAVING ONE, doesn't really define WHO I really am.
I have never seen their breathing faces yet. Never laughed with them or talked serious over teas. But I love them, really love them. My sisters.
And I do love him too, my dad ~ as I wait. It will be God's timing I guess, but at least I have peace, and I have sisters, in Christ and in blood.
Till Next Blog,
love, a.
(linking today with my precious friend emily)
Usually you meet someone, a friendship sparks and you grow ~ it grows. sometimes slowly through bonds of tea and long talks, sometimes quickly through circumstance or tragedy. But usually, I would wager almost always, you see & experience before you believe.
Perhaps it wasn't necessarily just regarding Faith in Christ when Jesus told his disciples after his resurrection “Because you have seen me, you have believed; blessed are those who have not seen and yet have believed.” Because it takes such faith to do so. And sometimes believing in a Big and Gracious God is the easy part. What about believing in the love of others? Others who can, will and often do, let you down, because after all, we are all human
I have been given the beautiful circumstance of loving people before I see them; with the revelation in January of my Father and his whole, rather large family. At first it didn't seem so beautiful, but almost cruel, and un-necessary. How dare someone who doesn't know me, take my life and tear it away—all that I knew—and expect me to receive without consequence. It has been an interesting road. But there are shafts of brilliant and blessed light that weave it's way through the waiting.
So, it is beginning. It is this strange, warm strength in my heart to know that I am an older sister, THE OLDEST sister. To a couple girls now who are in my life, and for some crazy reason, they love me. (At least they say they do, but I believe them.) And they are sweet, and creative and soulful and a bit strange—so much like me! ~ and they even LOOK like me. Why God let me wait 30 years till he opened the floodgates of family for me, I will not know. And I still wait with quiet and patient expectation for my Father, who still hangs in the wings. But it doesn't hurt so much, because I've discovered that I am the same person, and not having a Dad, OR HAVING ONE, doesn't really define WHO I really am.
I have never seen their breathing faces yet. Never laughed with them or talked serious over teas. But I love them, really love them. My sisters.
And I do love him too, my dad ~ as I wait. It will be God's timing I guess, but at least I have peace, and I have sisters, in Christ and in blood.
Till Next Blog,
love, a.
(linking today with my precious friend emily)
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