By my silence, you would think I haven’t experienced much in the way of God’s grace the past couple of weeks. Yes, it’s been tough being away from home, Hubby, and my little people, and surprisingly I’ve had less time to write, think, sleep, or breathe. But in all of it, I have experienced so much of His grace that it just overflowed my cup and basically jammed up my keyboard, preventing me from writing about it. Until yesterday, that is. Yesterday, I got the chance to touch and laugh and walk with Grace, my aptly named, first-ever BFF. When I made the date, I had no idea that in her kitchen I’d find rest in the eye of my life’s hurricane. I just thought, “Ooh, won’t it be fun to catch up? I haven’t seen her in years!” But God knew that I’d get full from something more than a frittata and coffee cake, that I’d enjoy more than the view while walking dogs by the pasture, that I’d get more than a warm embrace as we finally hugged goodbye. I learned so much from my time with this precious friend I’ve known since kindergarten, yet I know it was my Friend who really taught me. He provided exactly what I needed yesterday, just like He’s doing today, and like He will tomorrow: My Friend, Jesus, gave me Grace, and I thank Him (and her) for it. “These things I have spoken to you, that My joy may remain in you, and that your joy may be full. This is My commandment, that you love one another as I have loved you. Greater love has no one than this, than to lay down one’s life for his friends. You are My friends if you do whatever I command you. No longer do I call you servants,…but I have called you friends…” John 15:11-15
My Forever Friend
