This weekend was a time of rest for me, and I thank God for it. Joel took the two oldest blessings on a retreat with our church, and I headed west with the younger two to visit a dear friend and her two beautiful blessings. We got there and it was cold, wet, and windy.
She fed us lunch, and we sat in front of her roaring fireplace and talked, laughed, poured out our hearts about all that God is doing in our lives. Most of it unexpected and hard, but we both see God's hand at work, drawing us closer to Himself. And while her set of circumstances is different than mine, they are still circumstances that she would not have chosen for herself. And somehow, over our hot chocolate, in sharing our broken dreams with each other, we found rest and healing, even though nothing really changed.
Friends are a gift. Thank You, God, that we do not walk alone. Thank You that through others, we can hear Your voice of truth.
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