In 2009, God drew two little girl’s hearts together. They embarked on a journey to read through the Bible. Yes, by age and appearance they were women, but both carried unfulfilled childhood longings. A yearning for a best friend…a pal…a confidante…a kindred spirit...would continue to rise within each of them, as there were unrealized desires. Throughout the years they would watch from the sidelines as best friends did best friend things. Sleepovers. Swapping clothes. Chick flicks. Secrets shared. Giggles. Laughter. Hugs.
A cup of tea, a date remembered, a prayer shared, an invitation extended and their worlds began to change. No longer were they two…separate and alone…their hearts were woven together as one. Late night chats. Skype. Prayers. Tears. E-mails. Even comfortable, contented silence. They had found a safe place to share their thoughts and dreams. The curtains of their lives had been drawn back, and each were enjoying the other’s view. Their heart’s felt home.
‘Home’. A place of rest, belonging and acceptance. Each had welcomed the other over the threshold of her life, extending hospitality to thoughts, dreams, disappointments, fears and failures. They had not turned aside, away or out. Taking each other by the hand, tenderly holding one another’s heart, they listened, prayed, encouraged and received. Shame didn’t shock. Questions never ridiculed. Secrets held secure. Silence accepted and not pushed. Laughter shared. Over a cup of “virtual tea” they never rushed thoughts, expected perfection or hurried their hearts. Patient. Caring. Identifying. Loving.
Across two countries, God knit two hearts together. Both anticipating adventure and travel. A “Y’all” and an “Eh” embraced. Borders without boundaries. A Canadian longing to visit the USA and an American wishing to see the true North strong and free. Silent aspirations seen and granted by an understanding and all-knowing God. Divided by land, united in love. The stitching was elaborate. The thread, His Spirit. The design, a breathtaking original. One-of-a-kind. Childhood lost became childhood found.
"Girlfriend candy".
"Fried Green Tomatoes" and Kleenex.
Shared Napoleon dessert at the bakery.
Road trips.
Late nights. Later mornings.
Hands held. Prayers spoken. Fears conquered.
Shared clothes. Shared secrets.
Giggles. Laughter. Tears. Hugs.
Comfortable silences that speak beyond the power of words.
"The best kind of friend is the kind you can sit on a porch and swing with, never say a word, and then walk away feeling like it was the best conversation you've ever had."
They enjoyed the refreshing of those wordless retreats. An understanding that flows beyond audible communication. Time on the "porch swing" to just enjoy the treasure of being in the company of one another. Kindred spirits surpass the need for words.
Now every day, along with the tangible gifts received, they unwrap another of much greater value. Acceptance. Love. Trust. Loyalty. Faith. Hope. The key of friendship extended a welcome with a lifetime guarantee.
Today they continue to thank the Lord for the cup of blessing He has poured into each life. They thank Him for the good times warmed by light hearted laughter. They thank Him for difficult times made less challenging by support and prayers. They thank Him for sharing times that wouldn't be the same with anyone else. God has been so gracious to allow them to join the "Best Friend Forever Club". Nothing will ever compare to the precious memories held so dear to their hearts.
What continues to make this friendship so special, is that they share the same Father. Together two little girls crawl up on His lap for one another. They rejoice in His presence. Weep at His feet. Kneel in prayer. Worship the One who continues to weave His Presence through their lives. "A cord of three strands is not easily broken." (Ecc.4:12)
Lord, thank You for being the One who knits our hearts as one. Faith, Hope and Love, but the greatest of these is Love.
A cup of tea, a date remembered, a prayer shared, an invitation extended and their worlds began to change. No longer were they two…separate and alone…their hearts were woven together as one. Late night chats. Skype. Prayers. Tears. E-mails. Even comfortable, contented silence. They had found a safe place to share their thoughts and dreams. The curtains of their lives had been drawn back, and each were enjoying the other’s view. Their heart’s felt home.
‘Home’. A place of rest, belonging and acceptance. Each had welcomed the other over the threshold of her life, extending hospitality to thoughts, dreams, disappointments, fears and failures. They had not turned aside, away or out. Taking each other by the hand, tenderly holding one another’s heart, they listened, prayed, encouraged and received. Shame didn’t shock. Questions never ridiculed. Secrets held secure. Silence accepted and not pushed. Laughter shared. Over a cup of “virtual tea” they never rushed thoughts, expected perfection or hurried their hearts. Patient. Caring. Identifying. Loving.
Across two countries, God knit two hearts together. Both anticipating adventure and travel. A “Y’all” and an “Eh” embraced. Borders without boundaries. A Canadian longing to visit the USA and an American wishing to see the true North strong and free. Silent aspirations seen and granted by an understanding and all-knowing God. Divided by land, united in love. The stitching was elaborate. The thread, His Spirit. The design, a breathtaking original. One-of-a-kind. Childhood lost became childhood found.
"Girlfriend candy".
"Fried Green Tomatoes" and Kleenex.
Shared Napoleon dessert at the bakery.
Road trips.
Late nights. Later mornings.
Hands held. Prayers spoken. Fears conquered.
Shared clothes. Shared secrets.
Giggles. Laughter. Tears. Hugs.
Comfortable silences that speak beyond the power of words.
"The best kind of friend is the kind you can sit on a porch and swing with, never say a word, and then walk away feeling like it was the best conversation you've ever had."
They enjoyed the refreshing of those wordless retreats. An understanding that flows beyond audible communication. Time on the "porch swing" to just enjoy the treasure of being in the company of one another. Kindred spirits surpass the need for words.
Now every day, along with the tangible gifts received, they unwrap another of much greater value. Acceptance. Love. Trust. Loyalty. Faith. Hope. The key of friendship extended a welcome with a lifetime guarantee.
Today they continue to thank the Lord for the cup of blessing He has poured into each life. They thank Him for the good times warmed by light hearted laughter. They thank Him for difficult times made less challenging by support and prayers. They thank Him for sharing times that wouldn't be the same with anyone else. God has been so gracious to allow them to join the "Best Friend Forever Club". Nothing will ever compare to the precious memories held so dear to their hearts.
What continues to make this friendship so special, is that they share the same Father. Together two little girls crawl up on His lap for one another. They rejoice in His presence. Weep at His feet. Kneel in prayer. Worship the One who continues to weave His Presence through their lives. "A cord of three strands is not easily broken." (Ecc.4:12)
Lord, thank You for being the One who knits our hearts as one. Faith, Hope and Love, but the greatest of these is Love.
4 comments:
Well, just leave it to you two, to come up with such a fun idea – a friendship blog! Love it! I look forward to reading your posts! Sprinkles of sweetness added to my day! I’m thankful that Jesus brought you both into my life! Celebrating that He is alive on the glorious day of Easter, across the miles with you both! Hugs, Lori
Such a lovely expression of the gift of God in friendship. I was thinking of David and Jonathan as I read...
and I lol'ed at: A “Y’all” and an “Eh” embraced. THAT is creative writing! :)
God bless your new adventure!
You are both lucky girls! What a beautiful idea to come together like this on here ~ mmmmmm ~ I plan to sit and have many teas alongside the two of you!
I'm sipping tea and praying for both of you today. Can hardly wait for the next chapter of this story.
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