This is a tribute to my wonderful friends. I came back to Provo feeling like an emotional mess and not knowing how I was going to face my life again after leaving Romania. God showed me just how much He loves His children in the last few weeks that I have been here in Provo. On the first day of school I happened to run into one of the fetele I served with in Romania and we hugged and cried in the middle of a busy hallway on campus while people stared and walked on by. So many friends called and texted to see how I was doing. Talking to friends in person or on the phone kept me distracted and helped me to feel something when I was feeling nothing. Another friend bought me pizza and sat with me in the park for a few hours and told me about how he got through hard times in his life. Another friend talked honestly with me about how she felt when she got home from the very same program nearly a year ago and what got her through the transition period.
Possibly the sweetest and most tender of all these moments, and the one I almost failed to see or recognize, was one silent tear that fell from the eyes of one of my fetele as I told her of the struggles I was dealing with. What more can I ask for in life than sweet friends who feel my pain and cry with me and for me and strengthen me so that I can stand on my own two feet again and reach out to others?
And even though these friends have been huge blessings in my life, there is one more friend I have who is even greater. One of my friends loved me so much he suffered every affliction known to mankind so that He would always know exactly what I was feeling. He promised to always be by my side and to carry me when I am too weak to go on. All I have to do is reach out and take his hand; He will never leave me comfortless.
Life is BEAUTIFUL. Everyone alway has at least one reason to live.
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