To my friend, you know who you are

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I don’t have any wise answers.

I don’t know what the outcome will be.

I do know how it feels like a surprise punch in the gut to receive bad news, or at least news we hoped would be different

I don’t plan on quoting lots of Scriptures to you.

I don’t plan on downplaying your emotions.

I do plan on standing with you and hopefully bolstering your strength.

Take my hand, we can even link arms like when we were kids and played Red Rover,

“Red rover, red rover, hey cancer come over

We’re ready for you

Me and my friend here

The one who’s not alone

In fact, if you look on the other side of her you’ll see some of our other friends linking up too, our line stretching and growing

In fact, if you look more closely you’ll see Jesus down there on the end.  He’s our anchor.

You’ll have a hard time knocking us over or breaking through.

There’s too much love on our side, God-given peace and strength you can’t understand or explain.  You might as well give up and go home.”

To the enemy, with the overwhelming love and tenacity building in my heart I almost feel I could take you on myself

To my friend, you know who you are

If you get tired or sad or afraid lean on me as I lean on Jesus.

Look!  There’s hope ahead.  Healing in ways only God can dream up and bestow.  Love and faith, freedom from fear.  Laughter and dare we say…joy.

Nothing, and I mean NOTHING, can tear you away from God’s fiercely faithful and loving embrace.

Rest in that truth tonight, my sweet friend.  I asked God if every thought of you could be considered a prayer and He said “sure.”

I love you.

1 thought on “To my friend, you know who you are”

  1. Mimi,

    A line in your blog reminded me of a prayer my mother sent to me in college. I’ve memorized it and sent it to friends over the years as God has laid them on my heart. Hope you enjoy it too. Love you!
    k

    I pray for you and yet I do not frame in words the thousand wishes of my
    heart.
    It is a prayer only to speak your name, to think of you when we are apart.
    God has no need of words. He hears our love, and though my lips are mute,
    I bow my head and know He leans to listen from above and understands
    the things that are not said.
    For LOVE is PRAYER—and so my prayers for you mount upward to Him eternally.
    They are not many and they are not few. All are as one that ever hope to be.
    Thus do I pray for you, and cannot say when I begin, or when I cease to
    pray.
    —Mary Dixon Thayer (revised by Karen)

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