// Slipping and Snail Mail //
I have a box that I take with me whenever I move... Okay, that sounds a bit dramatic, because I've lived in the same house for my entire life, but hopefully you get the jist. It's made the trip to both my dorm room at Drake, and now to Grand View. The box contains pictures, cards, notes of encouragement, and many letters from months and years past.
Of course, I promise there is a story here. I was looking for a specific picture the other night that I knew I had placed in the box, and once the box was out, I decided to just take a peek. An hour long peek at the past.
And I became kind of sad. You see, I realized that in that box were a bunch of letters from people I hardly ever talk to anymore. And I started to feel all of my previous relationships slipping. Sure, my new friendships are thriving, but where did all of the meaningful friendships go that got me through high school and some of my freshman year of college. I know that some sort of slipping is inevitable, and that you are going to talk less with people you don't see on a daily basis, but I've been mulling this over for awhile now, and it leaves me with an empty feeling.
Because, if I could so easily "lose" some of the people who I talked to and saw in person EVERY DAY, then what makes me think that it couldn't happen in my walk with Christ. I have to be cautious and intentional, just like in my friendships and other relationships.
In the letters, some of my friends talked about how much of an impact I had made on their faith, and how my faith was strong enough to touch their lives.
I want to be the girl from those letters, but sometimes she begins to slip away, and I have to try with all of my might to catch her.
So finally, I want to apologize to any of the friends that I have made in the past who may feel neglected. I don't intentionally ignore you. Honestly, I miss a lot of you and think about you daily. But I know that times change and we make new friends who are sometimes more important, or just make more sense geographically.
So I'd like to take this time to tell you that I haven't forgotten you, and I'm thankful that I was able to experience life alongside you. Know that, as Glinda and Elphaba sing in "Wicked," "Because I knew you, I have been changed for good."
However, if you feel the same way, or miss the notes or letters that were exchanged, please, please, please feel free to write me one. I promise to write back! Look for the address here.
Melanie Leach
Box 0710
2811 E. 14th Street
Des Moines, IA 50316
Striding for him,
Melanie
Of course, I promise there is a story here. I was looking for a specific picture the other night that I knew I had placed in the box, and once the box was out, I decided to just take a peek. An hour long peek at the past.
And I became kind of sad. You see, I realized that in that box were a bunch of letters from people I hardly ever talk to anymore. And I started to feel all of my previous relationships slipping. Sure, my new friendships are thriving, but where did all of the meaningful friendships go that got me through high school and some of my freshman year of college. I know that some sort of slipping is inevitable, and that you are going to talk less with people you don't see on a daily basis, but I've been mulling this over for awhile now, and it leaves me with an empty feeling.
Because, if I could so easily "lose" some of the people who I talked to and saw in person EVERY DAY, then what makes me think that it couldn't happen in my walk with Christ. I have to be cautious and intentional, just like in my friendships and other relationships.
In the letters, some of my friends talked about how much of an impact I had made on their faith, and how my faith was strong enough to touch their lives.
I want to be the girl from those letters, but sometimes she begins to slip away, and I have to try with all of my might to catch her.
So finally, I want to apologize to any of the friends that I have made in the past who may feel neglected. I don't intentionally ignore you. Honestly, I miss a lot of you and think about you daily. But I know that times change and we make new friends who are sometimes more important, or just make more sense geographically.
So I'd like to take this time to tell you that I haven't forgotten you, and I'm thankful that I was able to experience life alongside you. Know that, as Glinda and Elphaba sing in "Wicked," "Because I knew you, I have been changed for good."
However, if you feel the same way, or miss the notes or letters that were exchanged, please, please, please feel free to write me one. I promise to write back! Look for the address here.
Melanie Leach
Box 0710
2811 E. 14th Street
Des Moines, IA 50316
Striding for him,
Melanie
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