guest post by Shon. too busy?

First guest-post Saturday! When our family was in that kind of difficult for us transition period this past fall, I would see Shon's sweet face every few weeks at church and feel super encouraged. She lives this out for real from what I've seen. 

And we have a coffee date planned for April:) 

Thank you, Shon! 

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Have we become too busy to have meaningful relationships?

Hebrews 10:24-25, And let us consider how we may spur one another on toward love and good deeds.  Let us not give up meeting together, as some are in the habit of doing, but let us encourage one another

and all the more as you see the Day approaching.

As a Texas native and corporate missionary/transplant, I have lived in 4 states since leaving home after college. I am currently on my fourth state and I am certain that it will not be my last!!  I find that I am always the “new” girl on the block.  I have always made friends really easily, especially as a child when everyone you met in the waiting room at the pediatrician was a friend for life!!  As a wife of 14 years to the most amazing man on the planet, and mom of 3 extraordinary kids, I am lacking a connection beyond my family circle. 

 For the record, I have met so many wonderful people whom I know that God placed in my life at the right time and season, most of whom I will cherish as friends always, however, I still feel like I don't have a friend in the world.  I know it is puzzling to think that we are all so technologically connected via social networking sites like Facebook, etc., lead involved lives, volunteer, attend church and other groups and yet, I still feel so disconnected?   It still makes me wonder how we really form and maintain deep relationships when we are so busy, running from here to there and everywhere in between? 

  Is there still really a village that can raise a child?  If I needed the truth would someone tell me or be afraid of my reaction or rejection?  When you are told to call if you ever need anything, is that sincerity or politeness?  Could I really be myself, the one whom God told to be authentic in a world that is most often artificial?  I am not sure if I will make a lasting connection before the toll rings on my residency here, but I am confident that God, the One who shaped me in my mother's body, knows what lies ahead for me.  I think I will stand and wait on Him and be the “new” girl who makes all the other “new” girls feel welcomed.