The Saga to Making New Friends: Part 2

*to fully understand the follow up of this post, please read this one*

When I moved to Colorado, I made myself promise that I would get out there. Meet people. *big gulp*. I wasn’t going to lay on my bed every Saturday and Sunday afternoon and reading the latest Julie Lessman novel and just be content.

I wasn’t going to do that. I was going to walk into church, worship and not just walk out. And I asked you to hold me to that. So every time I walked into church and was told to greet someone I didn’t know on my way out (ie: everyone) I thought of that post. And the promise I made to actually do it. And every time I would suck in my stomach, take a deep breath, untangle my fingers from around my Bible and…keep on walking.

Sigh.

Old habits die hard.

So instead I took a baby step into the singles/college group. When you’re the new girl on the block, everyone notices when you walk through the doors. Everyone. But I introduced myself. Met a few people, enjoyed the Bible study and kept on walking out the door when it was all over.

I was mourning my situation with a dear friend. “Where have all the good young people gone?” Is no one interested in morals and living a pure life? Of walking in holiness with God? Not just calling yourself a Christian, but actually living your life for Jesus? I knew I wasn’t giving it enough time, but still the willingness to keep putting myself out there, unsure how other people viewed me, had my nerves in knots and my feelings on the fray.

I was ready to give up. Just say, you know what, this whole, “trying to get to know people my age is for the birds”.

But I couldn’t give up the class. Not yet. If nothing else, the lessons were good. And I was getting out. You never know what might come of that. So I kept going. Hoping, but not very hopeful.

But my promise kept pecking away in my mind.

So I went. One more time.

And God…blew me away.

Ah! I love this girl!

Sometimes you just never know how minute to minute in life how God changes things. So when I met Sarah… wow. God blew me away. I met someone who thinks like me. Loves to laugh like me. And is plenty of fun to talk seriously with and giggle over boys in the next breath.

And I’ve know her less than a month.

I’ve always heard this phenomenon called: “instantly clicked”. Never believed it would happen to me. Ever. I don’t make friends that easily. 

Wow the gift that this friendship has already been to me. I feel like I have years to catch up on and am so excited for the godly gift of a friend who lives what she believes. Who walks the walk, oh and yeah, likes hanging out with me too.

So this whole making new friends saga? I definitely vote yay.