Sleepless times, and endless love
It's been one hell of a week. One of those weeks you feel like you lived forever. I still can't believe it's only thursday. I really can't talk about it, as I'm sure will annoy the hell out of some, but it's not my place to tell. I have learned a lot this week, about being not just a friend but an advocate as well. I have learned that when you have no money, patience is key. Patience and perserverance atleast in this case won out. You catch more flies with honey as they say, and people do not appreciate being yelled at, at 8 in the morning, no matter what your plight. Tears however, do.
I've learned that faith is a powerful thing. That even small actions have powerful reactions in times of need. This week I saw things move as if they were guided by an invisible hand. I saw Christ in the eyes of people who didn't even know us, willing to drop everything to help us, knowing what it was like to be in this place.
The thing about loving someone, I've learned is that you have a tendency to turn a blind eye, even when you don't notice you're doing it. But when the chips fall, you're there for them. The tough part is deciding at what point you are doing more harm then good, the tough part is having to walk away.
This time, I hung in. I fought, I cried, and I stood my ground. There will not be a next time, that has been made perfectly clear. I will never do this again, not for this friend. But for now, I feel peaceful that we broke the surface of the ice together, and maybe my friend will be able to finally breath.
I've learned that faith is a powerful thing. That even small actions have powerful reactions in times of need. This week I saw things move as if they were guided by an invisible hand. I saw Christ in the eyes of people who didn't even know us, willing to drop everything to help us, knowing what it was like to be in this place.
The thing about loving someone, I've learned is that you have a tendency to turn a blind eye, even when you don't notice you're doing it. But when the chips fall, you're there for them. The tough part is deciding at what point you are doing more harm then good, the tough part is having to walk away.
This time, I hung in. I fought, I cried, and I stood my ground. There will not be a next time, that has been made perfectly clear. I will never do this again, not for this friend. But for now, I feel peaceful that we broke the surface of the ice together, and maybe my friend will be able to finally breath.