Thanks to social media it is easy to keep up with the happenings in friends’ lives. Pictures of babies, announcements of an engagement or a big move. I love seeing things like that. What I don’t like is seeing photos of events I wasn’t invited to. You have all been there. Seeing pics of a wedding you had no idea was happening. Or looking at Instagram and seeing everyone at dinner…everyone but you that is.
That little poke of rejection that makes you cringe just a little. That happened to me this past week (thanks so much Facebook). It doesn’t matter that we don’t talk as frequently as we used to, I don’t like it when they get together without me. You begin to wonder why they all stayed friends but somehow I didn’t stay in their friendship loop. Was it because I borrowed those shoes without asking? Cause I totally apologized for that years ago…Did spring break 2002 mean nothing to them???
I know that is a reality of life. I don’t invite everyone I have ever been friends with to everything either. Maybe I forgot to invite you to a party. There are some friends from high school & college that I have stayed close to and others that I have lost touch with. Regardless, it makes me feel small and easily forgotten. I don’t like that feeling.
As I was on the verge of throwing myself a fantastic pity party and evaluating every friendship that has fizzled out since grade school, I stopped. I remembered something very important.
I remembered that God always invites me. There is never a party that He excludes me from. He always wants me and never feels some dutiful obligation. When the kingdom is having a big bash I have VIP ticket status. He looks forward to me attending and is sad when I tell Him that I am too busy to come. God never forgets to invite me. And He throws the best parties.