You know how, once in a lifetime, you are blessed with a kindred spirit? I was!! A friend who seemed to know what I was thinking without it being said--although she was more than happy to let me do MOST of the talking.She moved away many years ago, but I still miss her terribly. This year, especially, I have yearned for a good old sit-down talk/cry/laugh with her.
On the backs of my kitchen chairs hang little crocheted stockings. She gave them to me. No--she didn't crochet them herself *big smile here thinking about what she could do with a crochet needle and hank of yarn*, but she found them hiding in some second-hand store somewhere and bought the whole mess of them. . . for me. . . because she knew if I had been with her I would have oohed and ahhed over them.
I could probably go to WalMart and find something similar. It's not the silly stockings. . . it's what they represent. Not filling them with goodies. . . but still having the sack she sent them in, price tags still on them (hee hee) and knowing that wherever she is right now . . even as I type this. . . she is also thinking of me!!
Like my Jesus. . . Whose cross is a constant reminder of the price He paid . . . and Who, right now, even as I type this . . .is thinking of me.
December 11, 2011
For hearts intwined even across long distances . . . for a King who became a Child. . . for the Giver!! I am grateful.
Sweet sentiments, Julane. Hoping you're having a blessed Christmas season. Hugs,
ReplyDeleteThat's very nice. In several ways. I find it interesting how you stated that your "kindred spirit" is a once in a lifetime type of relationship. I wonder why it is God allows those types of relationships to sometimes just last for a period of time, and not a lifetime. Just thinking on your comment page. :) 'Course, now I'm curious as to who your friend is. :) Still reading...
ReplyDeleteI don't have an answer, Jarrod. Relationships, sadly enough, can often times be broken. But in this particular case, even though we haven't seen one another for years, and our communication is mainly through emails, I know that if she were to walk in my home tonight, there would not be that awkward time of getting re-acquainted that there often is when people have been separated for several years.
ReplyDeleteI have a lot of dear, precious friends. But Judy is the one who probably knows me better than anyone. Maybe because we met at a time in our lives when we were both hurting very badly. At any rate, through the hard times, the long periods of non-communication, and all the absolutely hilarious, ridiculous good times, I know if I were to call and say "come, I need you" she'd be on the road as soon as she could get packed . . . coming from her Colorado Mountain Home on dog sled if need be.
And she would never ask 'why' or 'what's wrong' or 'what happened' until she got here!! I'd never have to explain anything. She would just 'know'.
Does that make sense as all? It's definitely a God thing.