Cue in good ol’ 90’s cheesy Christian music
This past month I have watched a bonding between friends blossom and become more aware of each other’s needs. I have witnessed sweet connections, prayed earnest prayers for each others souls and for other’s children. I have seen Jesus open up doors to each of our hearts in lifehood and motherhood. What a tremendous opportunity to be apart of such a real community. I am blessed.
I decided to end a chapter of my life that was so dear to my heart a few weeks ago and step out of MOPS. For four years, it helped pull me through struggles and heartaches and just plain being a mom. So many life challenges were thrown my way and I was blessed to have such a wonderful group of women who walked beside me. And on the the flip side, my eyes were open to the heartaches and struggles of many women who I would probably have never connected with without MOPS. I loved seeing the women from all over the Springs join together on Thursday morning and talk about children and discipline and funny poop stories and cry over hard stories. It was a priceless time in my life to have that refuge and comraderee.
My heart was sad it was ending, but I knew that this started another chapter in my life. Or rather reopened a chapter that was being slowly written. Each word precisely in its place. A piece of art. It was time to refocus my lens of community. To some old and dear friends. I am so thankful I did. It is cliche but oh so true. When God closes one door, He opens another.
“Come to me all who are weary and heavy burdened.””Learn the unforced rhythms of grace.” “Love one another. Just as I have loved you.” A braid of my friendships.