Yesterday I had coffee with a new friend. A new friend with strong faith in our Lord and a heavy heart. A new friend that has lived a life touched by loss and death, yet still praises Jesus with all that she has and lets Him speak to her. And get this.....she listens. A friend that despite her life, her news, her health has a light that shines through her when she talks about Jesus that made me envious! It is friends like these that we all need in our life. Friends that remind us that, no matter what, we should be listening to One voice and One voice only. After all, there is only One that really knows what is best for us and holds our heart in His hand.
After we finished our coffee she thanked me for my prayers and my support. Off we went into the cold TN night home to our very different lives. Mine filled with babies and a husband that loves me and hers a little lonely and a little scary right now. As I drove home I realized I should have thanked her. Thanked her for reminding me who I should be listening to even on the worst days. Thanked her for the example that she sets with her faith. Thanked her for being my friend and sharing her light with me. I didn't, but I will.
That is twice this week that I have been touched by a new friend. The first time was different, but still had the same light that shone through when it happened. I got a gift. A precious, sweet gift that touched my heart like no other gift has in a very long time. In addition to the gift, I also got a beautiful necklace that included my sweet boy's initial and birthstone. You see the gift was not the necklace. The gift was what it meant. The gift was the memory, the reminder, the acknowledgement of our baby boy that we miss everyday but know has been forgotten by many. Our lives have been forever changed by him but others were just touched with sadness in the moment of our loss.
This is a friend, a new friend that knows very little about me in comparison to others in my life. A friend that heard the story of Bennett the first night that she met me because she shared a similar story. A friend that has never had a cup of coffee with me one on one. One that I have never taken food too when she was sick or called on her birthday. We haven't celebrated a birth or a death together or a holiday for that matter. Yet still, in midst of her chaos, she remembered my boy and touched my heart with that memory.
These are the kind of friends I have been praying for, begging for since we moved to TN. As a matter of fact, these are the kind of friends Doc has been asking Him to send me. I am grateful beyond words that I have met women like these to walk with in this season of my life. My only prayer is that I can somehow touch the lives of others as they have touched mine. After all isn't that what we are supposed to be doing? We should be shining our light so brightly that everyone around us can see it! We should be letting our love of the Lord shine through so that even smallest of deeds or sentiment make a huge impact on someone around us.
Matthew 5:14-16 tell us -Ye are the light of the world. A city that is set on an hill cannot be hid. Neither do men light a candle and put it under a bushel, but on a candlestick; and it giveth light unto all that are in the house. Let your light so shine before men, that they may see your good works, and glorify your Father which is in heaven.
I pray that if your candle is dim today someone will share their light with you. I pray that if your candle is bright, you will place it somewhere for all to see. And finally, I praise Him for the two women that shared their flame with me this week.
Have a blessed day my friends!