Messages to a young Friend
The following are messages that I sent to a “young mom” friend of mine whom I saw a bit of my younger self in, within her heavy load that she carries.
December 24, 2017:
Friend, I never think about or remember the young Me, until I read your posts. I just read and think, “Did I do that?! Was that really me?!” I don’t even remember. So much of it was a blur. Joe really traveled alot. It was more often than not, little me and a Big God. I truly don’t know what I would have done without my FATHER! He had His arms wrapped tightly around me! We both knew I would collapse. He kept holding on for decades till I could walk faithfully and strongly beside Him, never taking my eyes off Him. I’m quite in awe of this beautiful, gracious, and merciful God. God bless your beautiful family. You're a precious sister. I’m so very honored to know and watch the process. I love you.
May 9, 2018:
Good morning, my friend. I saw your post last night. It reminded me so much of my life. God invited me to His table and served me my “appetizer” (my gift of cancer). Then, he lavished on me a plate of “heavenly riches”. . . all the new realities and images of who He is outside of the box we've been conditioned to put Him in. I continue to be fed by His grace and mercy despite any rebellion, weakness or hesitation on my part. He literally lifted me out of the banquet of emotional self-torment that He wanted me in, no longer. Until my last breath, I will forever praise and be thankful for my “Plenty.” Thank you for being so real and forthcoming with what God lays on your heart. You're a blessing to me. I love you so much. I hope your day is beautiful.