Well, any chance of that being true has been blown apart over the past six months. In fact, I spent so much time by myself during the month of February that I knew a decision had to be made to change my circumstances. The combination of my solitude and lack of opportunity to minister to others on a regular basis led me to return back to my second home.
I began making my weekend treks to Orange County in mid-March. The chance to volunteer at the church I did my internship at while being around people who I've come to consider family was too good to pass up. But I was extremely surprised that I found what I did.
While I knew that my friends cared about me, I really think that I had no idea how much. And, in the past two weeks, this has become incredibly obvious to me.
I'm blessed beyond what I deserve to have friends I can count on. My hope and prayer is that I can learn from their example and become as good of a friend to others as they've been to me...