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Over the weekend I was talking with one of my new and dear friends, Chavon about friendships. Our conversation has had me really reflecting on how my view of friendship has changed since my teenage years(thanks Chevy for the insight!!). When I was younger, I felt this overwhelming desire to be the "popular" girl. I wanted to have as many friends as humanly possible. The problem with this drive towards an endless supply of friendships is that I was always left feeling lonely and not emotionally connected. As the years have passed, I know that the reason for that loneliness was that it is not possible to emotionally connect with an abundance of people. Trying to connect with too many people leaves a person with a million acquaintances and very few true friendships. I don't really recall a moment when that changed, but I do know that as each stage of life has come, I have become less and less worried with the amount of friends I can claim. I found that as I needed someone to confide in with problems in my marriage, or when I needed someone to talk to about the struggles I am having with being a shopaholic, or advice on parenting, acquaintances were not what I needed. So, my quest for rich and genuine friendships has been a journey. I can say that today, God has blessed me with some amazing, rich, friendships(Level 10 as Toby Slough would say)! Isn't it great to have girlfriends that know your strengths and struggles and love you just the same. People who will rejoice with you when you are celebrating and who will genuinely weep with you when you are hurting! So, I'm not the most popular girl on the block at the moment, and I am SO happy for that because I have a handful of girlfriends that are PRICELESS to me.

Thanks to those of you who come to my house for playdates and don't care that I don't have make-up on, to those of you who listen to my ups and downs in life, and those of you would go to the ends of the earth with me...I love you dearly! And thanks again Chavon for bringing some new insight to my life this weekend, you are a blessing.

Comments

M. Hurt said…
Hi Jamie, I am not sure if you remember me, but I met a couple of times at CT. We used to go to the Argyle campus but have been attending Denton as of late. Anyways, I really liked your post about friendships. It resonated with me and I find that the Lord continues to teach me about what true relationships are like.
Anonymous said…
I completely agree with you here. I can remember having so many "friends" but feeling like nobody actually knew me. And now, though we're always surrounded by people, it's comforting to know I have that handful of girlfriends who i can look to. thank GOD for good, authentic friendships!
mcgintys said…
Amen to that sister! I miss you! I wish we lived closer so we could hang out more often. But i am soooo looking forward to May when you guys come down. We will have to have some "sister" time.
chavon taylor said…
girl i keep trying to post on your blog and it won't let me!!! okay last try... i love you and you are more than welcome for the chat this weekend, it blessed me as well. you are one of my first friends in denton who has really poured into me and that means more than you know. love you friend!!!
Melanie said…
So thankful for you Jamie!!
Amelia said…
Jamie you are such a sweet person! I look forward to reading your blogs and getting to know you better!! Our kids are the same ages..well close enough! haha, we should really get together more often than twice a month at pictionary and bunco!! Talk soon!! :)

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