Saturday

πŸ‘«πŸ‘­ Friendship and  Loss πŸ‘¬πŸ‘«


This is the kind of week it’s been...... Leaving home when a funeral procession passes before I can turn out of the subdivision. After they pass, I turn and seeing several police cars on Bob Wade. At first glance, I think they are from the procession, which is not the case. The police are there to tend to yet another terrible car accident on a rainy day on this dangerous road. I have driven past similar scenes on this road WAY too many times lately. I pray it wasn’t another fatality and that everyone involved is ok. I continued on down the street on my way to the funeral of a dear childhood friend’s sister, Christa, is being held on this drizzly rainy Saturday. 


I digress. Christa’s service was very touching. She impacted SO many lives in many ways. A mother to two beautiful girls, a daughter to John and Debbie, a big sister to Nikki, a teacher to many young hearts and minds, and a friend to many. During the service, letters were read that her closest childhood friends had written. Letters full of memories of childhood and friendship. The kind of friendships where friends become family........ kind of friendships. 


The letters reminded me of the friendships I had growing up. Nikki, Christa’s younger sister, was part of that group of friends. The preteens girl group that rotated houses for slumber parties. Parties that were full of late night giggles, pizza, and prank calls. The letters also said how they wished they had not left life get in the way. Christa’s friends expressed regret for not staying closer and making more time for one another over the years.

At this moment, I am sitting here thinking  about how hard it was for them to write those letters............ What would I say about my friends if I was asked to write a letter for their funeral? What would my friends say about me if they wrote a letter for my funeral? Do my friends all know how much they mean to me and know they are loved?! ♥️ I try to make sure and tell them. But do they really know though? Do they know I am sincere when I say "I love you?".......... This week has totally wrecked my heart! Praying for the many families that have lost loved ones this week. My heart can’t seem make sense of any of it. The lesson I keep hearing through it all .........(that I must still need to learn) is.......HOW SHORT LIFE TRULY IS.

"Don’t worry about anything; instead, pray about everything. Tell God what you need, and thank him for all he has done. Then you will experience God’s peace, which exceeds anything we can understand. His peace will guard your hearts and minds as you live in Christ Jesus."
‭‭Philippians‬ ‭4:6-7‬ ‭NLT‬‬



















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