A friend smiles…
And you know life won’t always feel as sad as this moment does.
Ancient Words are called to your attention…
And you know God was thinking of you at that moment in which they were breathed.
You pull into your driveway…
And know that close call a few blocks from home could just as well have ended otherwise.
The cutting words are on the tip of your tongue…
you are forced to swallow them when the hiccups take over.
You’ve labored for hours on that email that will really tell her off this time…
You hit delete when you fall asleep at the keyboard.
You waited to nag your teenager…
And he figured it out himself.
You pour out all the junk and the hurt and your pain and the tapes that play lies in your brain…
a friend hears your heart.
A longing goes unfulfilled until it has faded to a nearly imperceptible shadow…
And you are surprised by joy. (Thank you, C.S. Lewis.)
Amy, my dear. . ., you keep it real, you’re transparent, and you continue to press toward the goal each day. May He bless you greatly, increase your wisdom substantially, and help you to love Him and those around you extravagantly, as He does you (thank you Eugene Peterson – 1 Cor. 13). I love you.