The Adventuress Seeks

As I’m not a huge churchgoer or a very good Christian (although I do consider myself a Christian),  I can’t say I’m very adept at giving or receiving grace.  My dear life-example friend who I mentioned in yesterday’s post introduced me to the term “extra-grace-required” (EGR to those in the know) to describe the folks in our lives who, well, we must give more grace in order to prevent our own head from exploding.  You know who I’m talking about.  At least one of the people on your list is bound to be a family member.  I think the idea is to view the EGR person’s flaws with perspective of the greater quality that motivates the flaw and to view the person through the lens of God’s love.  Or maybe its just to be forgiving of the the flaws of others since it’s not our humanly role to judge.  As aforementioned, I suck at this.  Recently I tried to keep the idea of grace in my mind while with one of my EGR peeps.  It didn’t work, and I found myself...

 I once told Nic that I’m happy we have friends who are different enough from one another that they feed the many parts of my soul.  I have serious, smart friends who are boundlessly caring and would do anything for me.  I have friends who like to party and let loose.  I have childhood friends with whom I share a deep history and connection despite large distances of time and space between us.  I have ridiculously silly friends who allow me to be a carefree kid without worrying about being judged.  Lately I’ve been reflecting on this last group and wondering why in the past I have viewed these folks as some of my “best” friends, despite this group also being the ones whom I’ve felt most abandoned by.  I think losing oneself in silliness and laughter takes trust, at least for me.  It requires the willingness to be vulnerable.  Perhaps this is why I feel so broken-hearted over friends in this category whom I’ve lost. As of yesterday I came to a...