You feel this
warmth towards certain people: feel connected to them for some reason. You may
not have met them; you may be friends, but not spoken about this affection you
feel for them; with some, you may have even tried telling them, but floundered
to find the right words; and then, with a few – very few – you actually do
manage to communicate, and they understand you.
That doesn’t
mean that you stop caring about the others that you care about: even if this
affection is something that you just carry in your heart: no, not quite like a
burden. Small talks, occasional enquiry, a line here, a word there, laughter
shared, conversations had – frivolous and serious, sadness understood, prayers
whispered in secret… These are all that remain. These are sufficient.
And, these are friendships
surrendered to God.
