Things I've been Thinking about Blogging About

So I just watched the Scrubs where Luverne dies. Such a bummer. Loved that character. But I did notice something - over the years, the Scrubs writers have become more and more into talking about their faith. I know they're Christian. Haven't read it anywhere, but its so obvious in the show. They rarely mention it outright. A few episodes ago the closing song was a Christian song. the last shot before Luverne dies is of her cross in her hand. Things like that. Just an observation.

Also - today its really cold here! Low 60s! It was 55 when I went to work this morning. Probably close to the same when I finished my run at 8:30 pm. These are signs of things not happy to come. It wasn't so cold on Sunday when I did my first half century. That's right - 50 miles. Just wanted that recorded.

And something I've been thinking about a lot since the NYC trip. I love meeting new people. I love getting to know people and talking about myself and such things that are required when you move somewhere new. But - there is absolutely nothing like being with people who know you inside and out. Who have seen you blow up over things like blankets and Thursday night dinner. Who knew you when your wore your hair over your left eye, or bought oakleys pretty much solely to be used as a headband. Who watched you make bad decisions about boyfriends (and regret it...hmmm...now!). Who gave you advice about such decisions which you promptly disregarded. And much much more. And crazy enough - despite all of this - still buy plane tickets to make sure we get to hang out. Anyone can like the cool, kind, fun Leigh (I am THAT great. jk). But the friends who have stayed that way after getting to know all parts of me - those are the ones I will love forever and would do anything for. I'm not even sad when we say goodbye because I know for 100% sure that it won't be long until we're together again. Reminiscing about old times and making new memories. What an amazing blessing to have found these people.

And I can't help myself from drawing the parallel - the amazing fact that as tried and true as these relationships are, they are only a shadow of the perfect love between me and my Heavenly Father. He knows more than what I've done - He knows the depths of my heart. The things I won't even let myself think. And He loves me the same as if I was perfect. And - no plane ticket necessary! He's always here with me. One day we will be together face to face. So when I'm a little lonely up here in Michigan, or just tired of trying to explain what an orthotist is, I can know that the One who knows more about me than even myself is right beside me.