Genorsoity

The pure generosity of my friends amazes me. I love them all so much. They open up their houses to me when I need a place to crash for a bit. They are always there to lend a listening ear, to hold me closely when I come in at the weirdest hours of the day upset and needing a hug, they feed me (although sometimes that can be an adventure all on it's own if at Clarkson), they pray with and for me and they are just all around amazing. I was reflecting on the giving nature of my friends this morning for various reasons and I have to thank God in the end because it seems that whenever there is some need in my life he puts  a friend in my path to meet that need. Weather it be a little bit of money to get through the week, a hug on a rough day, a place to sleep when I am in town and need a bed (or couch or floor) to sleep in, or just to be a friend and laugh when in need of a good laugh there is always someone there to walk beside. This I think is the way a true friend acts. Out of love they are there for me and I only hope that I can be half of the friend that my friends have been to me in this past year. It is hard to believe looking back at the past year all my friends have done. They have given me rides home when it seemed impossible to visit my family. They pooled money to get me bus tickets on several occasions, once for Urbana, one to go home and on one other occasion as well. One good friend drove an hour out of her way to pick me up and let me stay at her house the night before a big conference, another drove two hours to pick me up when I was stranded and had no way home and no money left to catch a bus. One friend offered me money just to get through the week when all seemed hopeless and there were bills to pay and on countless occasions friends have dropped everything to come and pray with me in my time of need. They feed me constantly, which I am more than grateful for and in the end I have drawn this one conclusion. My friends are gifts from God. How else could I possibly have fallen into so many amazing friendships? How else could I possibly be so blessed by the people I have grown to know and love so much? How else could I have possibly found home in a strange place hundreds of miles from where I grew up? It was the generosity and love of some amazing people that made it happen and I thank God and them daily for it.