thousands of miles

Sometimes it seems like miles have far too much power.  They separate people, they separate places, they separate realities.  In a more figurative sense, they separate hearts and opinions and ideas.

I’m thousands of miles away from where I want to be…both literally and figuratively.

My character is countless miles from reaching its final, perfect destination: becoming like Jesus.

Within eight days, my roommate (whom I have come to thoroughly enjoy the past two weeks since she broke up with her bf) will have moved to Hawaii.  Boooooooo.  From our house to where she’s going: 3, 366 miles.  I couldn’t bike/swim/walk there if I wanted to!

My physical body wants to be on a camping trip with my family or walking the streets of Xi’an with my dear Chinese friends or baking in my kitchen with just me and Jesus.

Within two months, the bf will be 7,907 miles away.  Once again, booooooo.  Major booooooo.

Some positive miles apart: I’m miles away from who I was a couple of years ago.  I’m miles away from hunger and poverty and thirst.  I’m miles away from the gates of hell, thanks to Jesus’ saving power and redemption!


a couple of minutes late

This past Monday, I was scheduled to spend time with two friends, one at 5pm and the other at 6pm.  The first was my roommate, and she didn’t arrive until 5:25pm.  The second was a friend who has always been known for her promptness.  Yet this time she didn’t come until 6:25pm.  Once I found out that the second friend was going to be late, I was so frustrated and tried to reschedule with her.  She insisted that she would only be 10-15 more minutes so I should just wait.  I didn’t anticipate the delay, so I didn’t have a book with me, only my journal and my Bible, as I had Bible study at 7pm.  I could have read my Bible, but I was feeling frustrated and felt a tug towards my journal.  I started writing, and this is what I wrote:

By two friends being late (25 minutes late!) within two hours, God is showing me…

– It’s not about me.

– I need to be patient.

– I need to learn to give grace.

– Neither of these ‘meetings’ are about me.

-Other people have problems too.

There’s something else He wants me to do during that time.  He’s still sovereign.  He still knows what He’s doing.

In retrospect they seem like such small, insignificant little things.  But I felt impacted by these truths that the Lord brought to me by the tardiness of these friends.  I’m grateful that He made me slow down and wait for a few minutes to whisper into my ear.

hot date: accomplished

Remember a couple of weeks back when I told you I had a hot date with the bf?  And then I cancelled it because an unfortunate situation with my roommate and her bf arose and caused problems for me and my bf.

Well, I rescheduled it for last night.  We went to The Melting Pot and it was awesome.

The bf was so surprised, as I kept him in the dark the whole time, telling him only that he needed to dress up and that he should come hungry because it was going to be a four course meal.  We drove about an hour to get there and then walked a couple of blocks from the parking garage.  The outside of the building was unassuming, but the inside was great, especially because of the dim lighting (I feel uncomfortable under really bright, flourescent lighting) and the great bathrooms.  The food was SO GREAT.  The cheese fondue (with bread and veggies and apples), the salad, the main course (with meat and veggies), the dessert (with cheesecake and marshmallows and brownies and strawberries and bananas).  We were in the restaurant for nearly three hours…what a fun fun fun experience.

The best part was seeing how thrilled the bf was to be there.  And the drive there was pretty great too.  I just talked and talked.  About my day – all the little details – and my favorite things and places and family vacations.  He just listened and listened.

I dressed up too.  My green dress from my sweet friend who GAVE me this dress brand new, just because.  And I wore my new black heels and didn’t even fall!  The bf told me I looked great and I believed it.

The weather was hot.  The food was hot.  We looked hot.

It was a good date.