Grace

And who am I that for my sake my Lord should take frail flesh and die?

Two amazing things in barely a week. I have been feeling overwhelmingly sorry for myself lately. I don't seem to grow in wisdom as I grow in age.

I visited a friend last week. A friend I hadn't seen in almost a year. For no good reason except being busy and allowing time to go by. I had on my mind catching up with my dear friend as well as selfishly dumping my shit on her. Mainly because she is so wise and helpful. Something she mentioned in the first few minutes of my visit led to her disclosure of an awful ordeal she had endured recently. The stress of which I'm not sure I could have managed. I was looking down and shaking my head doing my best to keep the tears from welling up over the eyelids. How can anyone deny responsibility to their children.
Looking up there were tears running down her face. My tears joined immediately. We sat together and wept and held hands living into each others vulnerability. I don't even know how to thank God for a friend such as this. She also heard my sadness and held me as I cried again.

Who has a friend like that? Anyone? Speak up because I know I'm blessed.

Number two. One is really enough but this is icing. I learned this week that a woman I dated for over a year during 2003 and 2004 got engaged this week. She is a beautiful soul. Someone I think of often. We had to part because of her severe M.S. We were living together and in love. I became more and more afraid that she would fall and hurt herself. She fell so often. Insisted on going up and down the stairs. Doing more than she should. Back then I couldn't even afford my own car no less the care she needed. We split for her benefit. She never forgave me. I have prayed for her ever since. Some wonderful man has fallen in love with her and is in a place in his life where he can take care of her.

God is Good. God is Perfect. God is Love