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People, I need people


The Us's abou to walk to town

Us in doing our nerdy look
UI am craving community.  And please don't get me wrong, it is not that community is not offered at the church we go to, I just need people that are a bit more like me.  We are different, and I don't think that is a bad thing it just doesn't make it easy to always fit in.  We have kids that we are raising a certain way.  We listen to certian types of music and read certain types of books.  We nothing, I just need people.  I am loving the bloggy world, I'm reading the blogs of all these amazing people, but they are not my people.  I don't know really what my people are like.  Ok, that being said I have some beautiful, special friends.  I love them dearly.  Ok, maybe it is more a couple thing.  We need our people.  And by that I mean we need the people that we raise children with.  We used to have something like that at our previous church, but when we left it changed.  And I think maybe it was a bit like Sunday people.  I'm not intersted in that.  I know that this is maybe a tad too real, but dang, who wants fake?  I am no longer going to be fake. 
I love my little family
  
Wow.  I sincerely apologise for that, but the place I am in means I need to be honest. 

I'm not sad by the way.  And I'm not as angry as I was this morning. 

And more importantly I am finding it difficult to talk to God.  Did I say that yesterday?  And the funniest thing is I keeping commenting on one blog kinda about that, but I do it on the phone and it seems to get lost as I click the comment button.  Ok, before you think I randomly pour my heart out to everyone this blog is beyond amazing and this woman's faithfulness is so encouraging http://lifewithapersonalgod.blogspot.com/

Would love to know if you all feel you have your people.  Drop me a line.
Ciao
Philippa

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