FRIENDS, FRUSTRATION AND A FLOOD
The sleepover was horrible. I don’t know if Katie and Natalie can become friends. It was one disaster after another. Natalie brought a movie that Katie wasn’t allowed to watch. Katie’s CD’s were boring to Natalie. Natalie wanted to dance and Katie wanted to play games. How can I help Natalie know God if she won’t accept my friend from church?
Amanda sighed and closed her journal. Her two worlds collided this weekend and it was just about to get worse. Today, Katie was joining her class. When Amanda heard the news, it seemed perfect – getting to see her two best friends in the world every day. She was excited, but now she was dreading it. Would Natalie and Amanda every be friends?
Walking to school she talked to Natalie, “Can you give Katie a chance? She’s a special friend.”
“Amanda, I tried at the sleepover, but she’s not any fun. Hey, we better run. The bell is about to ring.” They got to class just as Katie arrived.
“Welcome, Katie,” said Mrs. Johnson. “Amanda, can you show Katie around today?”
“Sure,” Amanda answered.
The morning dragged on and Amanda couldn’t concentrate. Katie glanced around nervously and Natalie ignored both of them.
At lunch, Amanda gave Katie the cafeteria tour.
“Over here, Amanda” called Natalie, pointing to a single empty seat.
“Nat, join us here! There’s more room,” Amanda answered.
Natalie trudged over and plopped down. Amanda pondered the Katie and Natalie situation as they ate in silence.
The afternoon didn’t go any better. In gym class, they played basketball. Natalie scored.
“You go girl!” Amanda yelled.
Katie scored. “Good one!” Amanda cheered. When Natalie snickered, Amanda’s shoulders drooped.
After school, Amanda plopped on her bed. She wanted both girls as friends. She had hoped to share about God with Natalie. She wanted Katie to feel welcome at her school. Am I hoping for the impossible, Lord? As she began to pray, her eyes were drawn to her Bible. She jumped up, grabbed the phone, and dialed Katie’s number.
“I was thinking of inviting Natalie to youth group.”
“Okay,” Katie hesitated, “I don’t think Natalie likes me.”
“God is telling me to give her time. Natalie’s parents divorced recently, her dad moved away, and her sister left for college.”
“Wow,” Katie answered, “It sounds like she needs a friend and a prayer.”
Amanda paused, remembering Natalie’s snickering and gossiping. “I’ll call her right now.”
“Natalie, I was wondering if you would like to come to youth group tonight?”
“Is Katie going?”
“I have homework.”
She hung up before Amanda could protest.
Lord, help me understand. Help me be patient. Help Natalie see that I can be her friend and Katie’s friend.
On the way to youth group, they drove past Natalie’s house. A truck parked out front had a huge tube coming out of it.
“What’s that, Mom?”
“It’s a water pump. They must have had some flooding.”
“Oh, no! Can we stop, PLEEEASE?
“Of course, honey.”
Amanda ran up to the door. Natalie’s mother answered. “Come in, Amanda. Natalie is downstairs. A lot of her things got ruined when the washer flooded and she’s pretty upset.”
Amanda started down then paused, “May I make a quick phone call?”
Amanda made a call, then went downstairs. She found Natalie hugging a wet, stuffed bunny.
“I’m so sorry.” Amanda hugged Natalie and cried with her.
“Look at this mess. My clothes and shoes are soaked. Everything’s ruined.
“Hello, Natalie? Amanda?”
“Katie, what are you doing here.” Natalie pushed Amanda away. “You two better get going to your precious youth group.”
“Natalie, Katie wants to help us clean your room. There’s no place we’d rather be right now.”
“Youth group is great,” Katie added, “but we wouldn’t enjoy ourselves with you here in this mess.
Amanda hugged both girls, then picked up a dripping show. “Let’s get started.”
As they attacked the soggy mess, Amanda discovered a journal and the Bible she had given Natalie. “Look, these are dry.”
Natalie looked at the journal and the Bible. She smiles, “That’s super, because I think I’ll need them at youth group next week . . . if I’m still invited.”
"You bet!" Amanda and Katie said together.
That night, Amanda wrote her next journal entry.
God surprised me today. What seemed impossible became possible. God turned a flood into a chance for friendship. I can’t wait to see what God will do next.
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