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Can you imagine a world without any social interactions whatsoever? A world where people simply passed by each other, going about their own personal lives without stopping to invest in others? A world where people kept their sorrows and joys quiet, unable to share struggles and pains and happiness and excitement with anyone? Think about it for a second.

Life would be a miserable existence.

I am so grateful that God has given humanity a desire for social interactions. Although our ultimate desire and need is for a relationship with our Father, He has given us earthly relationships to help us to see the manifestation of His love. God did not call us to live a life of complete isolation; He gives us relationships so that we can enjoy life together and praise His Holy and wonderful Name. People matter so much to God. He has indeed blessed me with some amazing friendships. I know I have said this before, but my relationships with my friends and family mean so much to me. This weekend, I got to spend Friday and Saturday with a group of friends that I knew back home. We spent time hanging out with each other and simply enjoying one another's company. It was wonderful to not have to worry about studying or my health or my future, but instead just be me with friends who I trust and love dearly. I know that God has placed these friends in my life for a reason, and I am overwhelmed by His kindness to give me people who love me and care for me so greatly. Praise be to my Father, who is so mind-bogglingly good!


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