I started going to a new Bible study last fall when we first moved here. I'm not sure why it was different than today, but for some reason today was a more daunting attempt at yet again, being new and trying to figure out where I fit in and what I'm supposed to be doing.
Never mind the humbling experience of wearing a band-aid across my face hiding an ugly skin cancer spot as I meet these women for the first time.
I'm at the 6 month mark, which means, typically, that I only have a year and a half left here so I need to be finding my niche by now.
I haven't found my place yet. I told my dear friend, Cynthia, on the phone the other day that not only have I not found where I belong, but I don't really have any friends here either. There is the occasional lunch date with a friend from elementary school (for which I'm very thankful!~ another story altogether) but no one to share life with on a deeper level.
I have discovered through the years of moving about and developing friendships that I need depth in my life. I need a few girlfriends who want to know more about me than how my day went in general. I've attempted to reach out to a few women here, but to no avail. And that's ok for now. I have depth elsewhere, as in Vancouver, Valdosta and Denver. But it's nice to have local depth at some point, too.
I was pleasantly pleased with the ladies at this Bible study I visited this morning. I think there might be hope for me there.
It's a small group but I had many things in common with several of the women. A mutual friend with one of them, and the joys and challenges of college kids with a few others. And the fact that they, too, are all Beth Moore junkies, brings about common ground.
Time will tell if this is where I belong.
Tuesday, January 3, 2012
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