If you have clicked on this link thinking that you may get something cynical, sarcastic or witty, I'm sorry. That's not the mood I'm in tonight. I know most of you are pretty used to the cynical Megan. The Megan that has been burned by love and has a witty comment to say about it. I know that I have been lacking in the blog department since Shannon and I got back together, and I apologize. If you ask any of my closest friends they will tell you I'm just as cynical and sarcastic as I was before, I just tone it down in public now.
Tonight, I am having trouble falling asleep. The good thing about having a laptop now is I can pick it up while I'm laying here restless and being typing.
As I sit here in my bed, I have a million things running through my mind. Mainly, I am thinking how blessed I am.
Some of you may know I have recently lost someone very dear to me, a precious 11 year old named MacKenzie. This is been the strangest couple of days I can ever remember. There's no words to describe the emotional roller coaster I have been on. I guess it's fitting that I feel like I'm on an emotional roller coaster, since she and I rode several together at Six Flags this summer.
Since Friday I have seen first hand the importance of a church family. I have seen a group of people come together and support our friends in their time of suffering. I have witnessed several people completely drop what they are doing to go be by a hurting friend's side. I have seen a group of friends huddled together in a kitchen to prepare a home cooked meal for a family that hasn't had one in days. I have seen a group gather in a living room that could hardly fit us just to be there for one another. I have heard of a church gathering around a grieving man. I am proud to say I am a part of this church family. I am a part of this group that will drop what they are doing to be with someone. I am part of a group that will chip in and cook a meal. I am part of a group that will, through good times and bad, stick together. I am so blessed that I walked into that Life Group in Feb 2011. I am so glad I was cornered and came in. I am so glad these people are accepting of me in spite of my flaws. I am so glad I can call these people my friends.
Tonight, I am having trouble falling asleep. The good thing about having a laptop now is I can pick it up while I'm laying here restless and being typing.
As I sit here in my bed, I have a million things running through my mind. Mainly, I am thinking how blessed I am.
Some of you may know I have recently lost someone very dear to me, a precious 11 year old named MacKenzie. This is been the strangest couple of days I can ever remember. There's no words to describe the emotional roller coaster I have been on. I guess it's fitting that I feel like I'm on an emotional roller coaster, since she and I rode several together at Six Flags this summer.
Since Friday I have seen first hand the importance of a church family. I have seen a group of people come together and support our friends in their time of suffering. I have witnessed several people completely drop what they are doing to go be by a hurting friend's side. I have seen a group of friends huddled together in a kitchen to prepare a home cooked meal for a family that hasn't had one in days. I have seen a group gather in a living room that could hardly fit us just to be there for one another. I have heard of a church gathering around a grieving man. I am proud to say I am a part of this church family. I am a part of this group that will drop what they are doing to be with someone. I am part of a group that will chip in and cook a meal. I am part of a group that will, through good times and bad, stick together. I am so blessed that I walked into that Life Group in Feb 2011. I am so glad I was cornered and came in. I am so glad these people are accepting of me in spite of my flaws. I am so glad I can call these people my friends.
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