Her News

Sometimes I wonder about the timing of things.  I wonder about the way circumstances  unfold and the way people move in and out of our lives.  I know that each person we come into contact with, even when the mind allows the briefest of exchanges to be forgotten it never forgets the imprint of a significant moment, leaves a imprint.  Think of each person.  Think of each thing you have learnt, good or bad, from every person that has entered you life.  In long term relationships that have ended, think now, with and without the rose colored glasses, in those brief exchanges remember the moment.  I'll wait while you close your eyes and reflect.  They taught you something didn't they?  They taught you what selflessness and selfishness look like, they taught you what love and hate look like, they taught you what wrong and right look like.  You see, these people are more than coincidence, they are purposefully woven into the fabric of your life.  Tonight dear readers I want to pull on one string.  One that has woven itself so tightly into my tapestry that it has enhanced its color tenfold.

This person, who I will leave un-named not because she doesn't deserve the recognition, but because she deserves the anonymity, has been in my life only a brief time.  This person has lived in close proximity to me for many years, but it wasn't until the ex-Mr. walked away (a bit over 2 years ago) that I really got to know her.  Oh, I had spoken with her many times, but never more than casually.  However, when my life turned upside down, she in her complete unselfishness, turned up.  She opened her heart and her arms to me.  She let me talk and scream and cry and yes, even booger snot all over her pretty clothes.  This person, she is the epitome of what love looks like.  She gives.  She listens.  She cares.  She thinks about you even when you wonder if anyone ever does.  People, she is more precious to me than I have words to say.

Which brings me to today.  I  had a rough day.  I've had a rough 3 weeks.  You've all read the posts.  Today, when I called her to cry (yes, I am still doing that) then to ask for help, she told me "well I got some news today."  Then I remembered what today was.  People in my sadness and brokenness I forgot about her big day.  I forgot that she needed me to be thinking of her and I didn't, not until she reminded me. Her news. She gave it to me as I was driving down the road.  Her news.  I nearly drove across the divided highway.  Her news.   Made me yell and scream and cry.  Her news.  It is breaking me right now.  Her news. Cancer.  I'm so broken for her.  I don't know where to start.  Yet she did.  She gave me her news and in the same breath said, "it is ok."   She said, "I'm not scared." 

Her faith and love for the Lord is so strong and so firm that she knows that He has her in the palm of His hands.  Me, I want to fix it.  I want to run in and take care of her and do everything she needs me to do.  I want to do.  I'm a doer.  She, she is resting comfortably in the knowledge and strength of Her Redeemer because, her news, she knows. Her news, He knows.  She knows that above all God is the great physician, He can make the lame walk, the blind see, and the broken whole.  She knows that she is His daughter and He has her tomorrow completely under control.  Her news did not break her.  She is my hero.  Her strength is amazing and unbelievable.  She isn't letting this big thing get to her because her God is bigger than what is the matter.  No, with her news, she is calm.

I say all this to tell you again, she taught me a lesson today.  Yes, I helped her by making them dinner.  I prayed for her.  I put her on the prayer chain at church, but more than all those doing things, I learned.  I learned that some people know how to trust God completely with the hardest things.  I learned that God is bigger than what's the matter.  Not because I personally experienced it (which I'm sure with true reflection I have, but because she showed me).  I learned that some times the angels in our lives are the living, breathing beauties that we interact with on a daily basis.  I learned that love is so much more.  I learned that she is amazing (actually, I learned that one a really long time ago).

So, dear readers, yesterday I asked you to pray for me.  Thank you for those who did.  But today, I ask you to pray for Her.  Pray for her and  her husband and her beautiful Littles.  Pray for them all. Then I ask that you do it again each day, not because you have to, but because God has told us that where two or more are gathered in His name, He is there.  I believe this with all that I am.  I trust Him to heal my dear friend. 

Thank you all so much.

Love, M