friendship.

we're bonded in more than one way.

friends dont just disappear. they hold on. the shared moments they have had will still bind them if they let their hands go. even if they want to, they cant. its inexplicable, why something as inconsequential as memories can have such iron fists. but maybe, thats why someone has to reach out, to take the initiative and remind the other that, hey, we've shared too much to just let go now. to look back, take courage in what the Lord has done in both their lives and move forward hand in hand.

I had a big idea,
I had a crazy eye
I broke the sacred seal,
I told a lazy lie.

I've had my conscience bent
I've had my patience tried
I've been up in the desert
and down by the river side

Will the eagle fly
If the sky's untrue,
Do the faithful sigh
Because they are so few.

Remember when I cried,
Remember when you knew
Remember the look in your eyes
I know I do
- jars of clay, Dig.