Whirl-wind, still alive

I'm alive. Whirl-wind.

Friendship.

[I read this article a while back and shared it with my youth group during adoration and here's my own reflection on it.]

When we have all died, and when the curtain of this world has finally come to a close; when we, though exhausted, finally makes to heaven's shore; and when God's face we finally see.  Won't we be glad that all of our friends are standing right there next to us.  Our buddies, our family, and our loved ones?  And I think it would be no surprise that those that were our friends but whom whether through circumstances beyond our control or through our own careless faults have drifted away or become awry should be there standing by our side, in their glorified bodies.

To desire otherwise, either we or our lost friends did not make it to heaven.  And would I not pray for my lost friends so that I may reunite with them in heaven?  Would I be so close of heart to desire someone to be not in heaven?  How does that merit heaven for me?  Nay I say!  And that's why I pray for all those that I've hurt and those that our friendship have withered due to various things, that if on earth they are unrecoverable, may God grant them the graces unbeknowest to me and the reunion finally in heaven.

Knowing that, I may move forward from all sorts of hardship and breakups or fall aways.  And knowing that, I move forward loving all my friends, and give them my best.

TMH