And We Being Many

The last few days were spent at a friend's place where the Youth Fellowship (YF) Committee had its annual retreat. Though not much planning was accomplished, I think the time we took to bond with each other was invaluable. It has been so long since we've had heart-to-heart talks with each other. I remember the times where as kids we used to write letters amongst ourselves. In some sense I feel bad for not having maintained those relationships with the level of commitment I would have liked.
Cheryl and Ai have grown up so much over the past few years. It didn't seem long ago that we were campers at Junior Camp, laughing and having the time of our lives. Yet both of them are now in the workforce, facing pressures and responsibilities associated with the once-alien adult world. My heart still reaches out to them in a very personal way, and I know that deep inside me there is a need to watch over them as my younger sisters. You could say a certain maternal instinct binds me to these two.
Eric and I were once the closest of friends in a time not too long ago. I look back in sadness at how we've drifted apart over the years. It is not the fault of any particular party, yet I can't help but wonder what actually went wrong. The closeness we now share is not the same as in our adolescent days, but a different closeness, similar to that of comrades I guess. It probably doesn't help that I'm hardly the bundle of joy everyone loves to be around. Those of you who've actually met and know me have first-hand knowledge as to how boring I am.
So here we stand, childhood friends who walk our different paths of life. We remembering the bantering and carefree days of old. I long so much for those days to return, yet the responsibilities placed on us have now shaped us into different pieces and being less pliable it is harder to conform to each other. Yet I know that if we set our eyes on what is eternal, we'll realise that we are all bricks of the same building, and the strength God places in us will be used to build His church.
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