In our society that so prizes independence, one does
well to hang onto friends. We’ve been hanging onto the Watsons for 19 years now. When we lived in West Palm Beach 13 years ago, we got to know them through a small group that met weekly, played together and vacationed together. Since moving to Georgia, we’ve started doing Thanksgiving as families.
Not only the adults, but the kids are best friends. It’s been fun to watch Daniel turn into a worship leader like his mom. And the twins, Aaron and Alisha, who I used to take on mission trips, are now champion debaters.
We wake up to coffee and conversations in various corners of the house that extend into the afternoon and late into the night. Long-time friends like the Watsons give us a sense of perspective on who we are and who we’re becoming. They help us remember what God has done in our lives.
And after all these years, when the guitars come out, it’s as though our families were back in our West Palm Beach living room experiencing the unity we felt when we first began worshiping together.
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Had dinner with Jim Paul, his wife, and kids last night as they headed towards their new home in Bozeman (finally). It was a blast. They specifically asked to see our kids the next time they were through. Those are the types of friends we miss in Moses Lake – ones that pursue not only us, but our whole family. The fact that Jim Paul is now in Montana, too, is a tremendous blessing. Yes, those long term, deep friendships are both rare and valuable, and well worth the cost of maintaining them. Glad to hear you had such a great time.