I am continually amazed at how cyclical life is. For everything there is a season…
Now that I am getting older, I am starting to be able to see things for what they are. I am starting to know my patterns, and I am starting to see the patterns of other people for what they are.
I have a few friends who come in and out of my life according to the season in which I find myself. One friend in particular has, for the last 10 years, been there when I needed someone to encourage me, to kick me in the butt. I am usually in her life when change is coming in her life. I guess this is a season of change.
I have another friend who comes into my life when I begin to become complacent. We all have those things that we know we’re supposed to be doing but just, for whatever reason, put them off to tomorrow.
I have other friends who are constants in my life. I know that I can count on them to be there for me no matter what.
I can tell what cycle my life is in depending on the people who are walking alongside of me. From the people lining up along me right now, I’d say I’m in for a bumpy ride. Thank God you’re in the car with me. I’d hate to do this thing alone!
One thought on “Cycles of friendship”
Absolutely…life is a series of motifs and themes.
If you aren’t finding the same storylines surfacing over and over again, you’ll realize that the more you change, the more you stay the same…ultimately.