... as the manner of some is.
We are.
No telephone calls. None.
Six months.
Sad.
Still praying.
In flux.
God is watching.
Mulling.
Life-changing.
Still praying.
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6 comments:
I write this with complete love for you and your family....
I know you are FTAATMOSI.
I've pestered you about it.
You had a bunch of excuses.
I didn't call but I did email and I answered your call where I pestered you again.
Six months is a long time to be away from your family - you've missed out and feel neglected and others have missed you when they needed you to encourage and support them. Being part of a church family is a two-way street and honestly, I have felt so sad at how you dropped us as part of your family.
The slope is slippery - especially with all this rain we've been having.
I love you now and will always love you even if you never come back to Altamesa but I decided not to pester you anymore about not being in church because I know you know what is right and sometimes you just have to let someone decide for themselves, when you feel like your pleadings and pesterings don't make a difference.
I think that most people think you have left Altamesa because your closet friends have left. I think that's a pretty logical assumption and may account for why no one has contacted you.
Yes, it is sad.
Sad how life can take you away from something that was once so important to you. I think we've all been there at one time or another.
God IS watching - but HE is also full of grace and able to forgive and forget so I hope you can feel that forgiveness and move forward and get back into a church family where you can be uplifted and serve others at the same time.
I really do love you.
Joan - You are the best Christian friend! I know you and I actually talked and I appreciate you so much. I guess its just the assumption thing, the fear of an actual conversation with us.
I had a wreck yesterday with an 18 wheeler. God IS watching. He took a little warning shot at me and let me go on living.
A wreck with an 18-wheeler! I'm so thankful you are okay! Were you hurt? Can I do anything for you?
I hope you know how much I love you and Frank and, as I've said before, I miss you at Altamesa. I felt I couldn't ride you too hard about not coming to church because when I emailed you about it, you always had a reason or an answer . . . but I thought you knew I always hoped you'd come back. I have prayed that God would touch your heart and move you to come back to your church family. I feel badly because you feel this way. So, hurry up and get better from the accident, and come back to church. You will be welcomed with open arms!
As I have now told you our roots are so deep, we are in limbo about a permanent change. Still praying.
My car is hurt, but it can be fixed. Anxiety is my part-time partner on the highway now.
Karen sent me an e-mail link to your post.
I will call you. Out of town tonight but will call either from the road or tomorrow.
One of my favorite memories of the summer of 1998 is Frank's commitment to pray with me every Sunday morning. I will never forget those times.
Glad to know you are OK after the wreck.
I love you MC. Sorry I haven't told you more often.
Jen G
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