I was so fortunate – blessed – to have been raised in church and faith. In my family and in my youth group. Along with my parents, there were many adults who poured into my life and the lives of my friends. God showed Himself to us through these leaders. They were conduits of His love.
When I met my husband to be when I was in college, and he came to church with me, they loved him, too.
Today one of those precious mentors – and his wife, also a dear friend – had lunch with us. We have recently reconnected, after the death of their daughter, and because they are considering a move back to their hometown, we have promised ourselves to get together regularly while they are still living here.
Our times together consist of sharing memories, speaking of God’s work in our lives, funny stories, and heartfelt thoughts. They sometimes talk of being old, but we don’t see them that way.
After our times together, I am always left with their afterglow, and a sense of deep thankfulness for the friendship we have shared for so long.
There were times in earlier years when we were busy with our children, or work, or whatever, and we neglected these opportunities to be with them. I pray we never let that happen again. They are a treasure, a very special gift.
Thank You, God, for continuing to show Your love for us through these dear souls.