Friends Come (and go)

For every situation in life, there is a reason – a purpose. Nothing really happens by chance. The question we must always ask is; why? Why has this come? Why did it go? Why didn’t that just stay?
But the world continuously strives for balance; from the tiniest molecules to the gigantic particles – bitter or sweet extremes hardly stay in focus for longer than they achieve their use. Everything around obeys the order of nature; the wind, the sea, the earth, the universe.
Season comes and season goes, if you desire summer to stretch all year long just because you love the treat, then you must be setting yourself up for a major wreck.
For every friend that crosses your way an everlasting impression is made, while some will continue to stay in spite of changing circumstances, some will breeze out soon after they breezed. However, some will always be like your lovely summer season for the good times sake.
Though it is easy for us to see betrayal where the time is up, hypocrisy where purpose is exhausted, but when the essence of one’s presence in your life has been achieved (it doesn’t matter what it is), it is only natural that they part ways, and are allowed to.

Until we understand that the people we meet are for various reasons, and are able to discern or accept the sometimes harsh realities of their finite presence, we would always hurt when someone leaves for the best.


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  1. MyneFebruary 3, 2010 at 6:55 PM

    You're right. Let me go check out that blog.

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  2. NoLimitFebruary 5, 2010 at 8:22 AM

    True words!!! Used to take it personal when I have fall outs with friends...but now...when I meet new people;friends or acquaintances, I always pray that their purpose in my life and mine in their lives be revealed cos now I know...people don't come your way by mistake but by divine orchestration from the beginning of time!

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