I love having friends with whom time is irrelevant. When we are all together it doesn't matter how much time has passed or how much time we have - we enjoy the minutes together to the fullest and then look forward to next time.
Spring Break is upon us. We are allowed to leave school at 3:30 on Thursdays (the last day of our week). We were pulling out of the parking lot at 3:31, headed 300 kilometers south to Jeddah.
Upon arrival we hugged all the children, left ours, and the adults headed off - picking up another friend along the way. After having to wait for prayer to finish so the restaurant would open, we enjoyed an evening of excellent sushi and fantastic company.
I thoroughly enjoyed my evening (as I think our daughter did too, since she was still up when we got home, three hours after bedtime). I will say that, in the back of my mind I was very aware that it was Maundy Thursday and that if we had been in a different country our evening would have looked different. This is something I have come to terms with about living here. We moved the story up a bit in our week so having an Easter Egg hunt this morning wouldn't seem quite so odd. As a friend once said while we were in Jerusalem, watching many people need to kiss the exact spot that tradition says something happened, we're too reformed for that.
Kristi,
ReplyDeleteI'm glad you were writing through March. Your first line in this post gave me pause. It is a beautiful truth -- there are some friends with whom time is irrelevant. This stirs my soul so much, that I'm jotting your line in my notebook. Thank you.
Hugs,
Ruth