I just don't understand why people act like they are your friend when they really aren't. Why do they waste their time and breath saying that you can trust them when the first thing they do is break your trust. I heard someone say once that when people come into your life they are a lot like a tree. Most of them are like leaves... if the wind blows they fly all over the place. Some are like branches, a little more sturdy...but if you but too much pressure on them they break. And very very few are like roots, they plant themselves deep into your life and stay! When you find a root you need to hang on to it, and let the leaves and branches go. Just let them go. Leaves come into your life for a season, to teach you one or two things... then they move on. Too often we mistake leaves and branches as roots and try to hang on to them. There are a few leaves in my life that I need to let go of!!! Some of them have been in my life for many years so its going to hurt, but thats ok. I know I will be better off in the long run. We have one purpose in this life... to do Gods work and Glorify Him to the best of our ability. If the things we do, friends we have, etc. don't glorify him ... what is the purpose? There isn't one. So... I am very sorry if I have offended or upset anyone. If you are a root in my life you know it, and I love you very much. On the same note... if you are a like a leaf, you know it. I stil love you and will never forget you... but I am releasing you from my life.
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