Wednesday, May 26, 2010

My friend leaving me...

Feels much more painful than me leaving my friend.

Today was another step toward my home no longer feeling like home: Bueno left today, and Baton Rouge lost a bit of friendliness.

Now don't get me wrong... I still have many wonderful friends left here in BR, but all these changes seem easier to handle when it's me leaving them. A city, my life, left in tact. Suspended until I return. On pause, if you will. But today a big part of that illusion was shattered, and it has left me reeling--grasping at air frivolously trying to piece it back together. Today I feel a little lonelier.

But I know that God has big plans for me in NC. Like I'm Joshua and Lee is Caleb, and the Lord has shown us the promise land--a land of milk and honey. Now there are adversities and there are giants in the land, but if we remain faithful, the Lord has promised us eternity.


  1. First, thank you for your comment on my poem. I think that in most cases, when people leave they do miss the people that they are leaving behind but they are more concerned about where they are going rather than where they have been.

  2. You are so right, Wayne. Very wise words!


  3. It's always hard to leave but new friends are on the horizon. And with the Internet nowadays contact can still remain. Ah the joys:)

  4. It's tough to see a friend leave, but you'll stay in touch, I'm sure.


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