Dear Father,<\/p>\n
It feels great to be writing to You in this way again.\u00a0 I jotted short notes while I had the cast but it wasn’t the same.<\/p>\n
I don’t know where to begin.\u00a0 I promised to meet some of the girls for some coffee since I’m leaving tomorrow so I don’t even have much time.\u00a0 But I did come up with two words to sum up what I’ve felt since Thanksgiving: incredibly loved.\u00a0 Not only by You but by my friends and even by people I didn’t know two months ago.\u00a0 I’ve gone from feeling cast out to feeling so much love that sometimes I find myself smiling for no apparent reason.<\/p>\n
I can remember oh… You know how many years… when I considered myself a loner.\u00a0 I had You, I had my assignments, and I was happy.\u00a0 When I met up with friends, I rejoiced in that.\u00a0 But then it was back to working on my own.\u00a0 Then You had me work with Tess and Monica and then Gloria.\u00a0 I know sometimes we had disagreements and hurt feelings but I was even happier.\u00a0 Then that ended.\u00a0 I never really gave much thought to how I was growing closer to the Dyelanders at the very time I felt greater and greater distance from Monica and Tess.\u00a0 Now I believe with all my heart that You planned that.\u00a0 You knew better than I did that I was never meant to be a loner.\u00a0 These past two months have proved it.\u00a0 I won’t ever take my friends for granted.\u00a0 Thank You.<\/p>\n
Love,<\/p>\n
Andrew<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Dear Father, It feels great to be writing to You in this way again.\u00a0 I jotted short notes while I had the cast but it wasn’t the same. I don’t know where to begin.\u00a0 I promised to meet some of … Continue reading