I have to admit that there's nothing better than having friends who, in spite of distance and time are able to speak words of life to you in the midst of your season on turmoil. I have been blessed with several of those throughout my life. Dianne, my sister has been the most constant one ... probably because she was there when I was born. But there are others that God brought into my life at a later time that continue to reveal more of the heart of God to me.
I've been emailing with one such friend that I met in South Africa. To say that her explanations of what's been going on in her life since I left the continent have shown me that in spite of circumstances, God is good, is an understatement. Her words about God as a good Friend who you can't be angry with for long and one who gently sweeps away the residue of painful experiences have given me hope that the Lord can and will quiet the storm that's waging in me and soothe the ache. I miss sitting in her living room with a good cup of tea, chatting and laughing about what God is doing in our lives.
But now a couple thousand miles separate us. I've got to settle for an email in my inbox every few days. I can still hear her Ukrainian accent in the words she writes. I can see her hand motions, and remember the way she sits with legs folded on her overstuffed chairs. And, I remember just how blessed I am to have people that love me just as I am, in spite of the craziness that is going on in my life at the moment.
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