People starting doing creative things for a myriad of reasons. When they do, they need support. This is how you support creative friends.
As I sit and watch my daughter cry from being hurt by a friend I realize that not everyone is teaching their children to be good friends.
When we got married, it wasn’t that we both sought marriage. We actually were really good with our friendship. Our marriage was a calling, per se.
Sometimes we pray for things and just wait to see what God will do, but have you thought that in addition to taking it to God you have to put in the work as well? Sparked by a conversation I overheard, this post is talking about the motivation behind what we do, even in those things we might not want to do.
Loneliness is real, no matter the stage of life we are in, what our relationsup status is, or how “togerther” we seem to be. The reality is that people need people, no matter how muych we sometimes try to convince ourselves otherwise. We were designed to need each other and being there for each other is what makes life that much more enjoyable.
I had the honor and blessing of sitting down with one of my blogger beau’s for lunch the other day. It was so random, but so …. Special. Yet another God orchestrated situation. We sat and talked like we knew each other all our lives; real life stuff; matters of the heart; struggles in our universes; stuff you don’t just lay out on the table, yet it was our first time meeting. Everything that my friend shared with me on that day, I took to the altar and prayed a sincere prayer for her. What good are we to each other if we can’t intercede in prayer for each other when we don’t know how or what to pray for ourselves.
I’ve struggled with friendships, practically my whole life; and as cliché as it sounds, especially with females. As I’ve gotten older I am more open to it, but I feel too old to be trying to make new friends, when most adult women have already established their good girlfriends, and in a “no new friends” time we exist in its almost impossible.
I recently did a BC for the third or fourth time. I have totally lost track of how many times I have whacked my hair off. I was right in the middle of a good bout of growth and excited about having BIG HAIR for the summer months. Then out of the blue I cut all of my hair off and no one understood why. Well here is the story behind why I cut my hair. Afterall, It’s just hair right?
Some people say “why would he buy the milk, when he gets the cow for free?”. While I agree, I still want to tell you why you should girlfriend, like a wife.