This post should be about Jesus, but if
you know me at all, you know that I might write about Christmas in August....and I might write about friendship 4 days before
Christmas. Just the way it works around here.
I have a friend. I mean, I have more than
one friend, but this friendship is different from all the others.
This girl...gracious mercy...the things
she has been through with me...FOR me.
Just this week she went with me to the
doctor because I was convinced that I had breast cancer. (I don't BTW) When the
doctor thought he had explained everything and we were through with our visit,
she said "Excuse me... Dr...Bush.....You don't know me. I'm Christie and I
just want to say that she has already diagnosed herself with cancer."
See,
she KNOWS me and she knew she was going to be left to deal with my "but what ifs" if he did not say the words "You do not have
cancer."
Here's the thing...
This friendship is a miracle. Not because
it's a great friendship, but because it almost... well, it almost wasn't.
We were the absolute best of friends. Our husbands were friends. Our children were friends. We were inseparable. Over the course of a year or so, things happened that destroyed our friendship. I don't say that lightly. We did not care if we ever saw each other
again. Think Hatfields and McCoys. It was bad. It was very very bad.
Time passed.
We started bumping into each other here
and there.
One night after our families had run into
each other, she called and asked if she could come over.
We talked.
Gradually (over the course of 6 years) God healed our hearts, and
now...my goodness it's like we never weren't friends.
Only God could do this. The forgiveness,
mercy, and grace offered to us by and through Jesus made it possible for us to
forgive each other.
It's one thing to save my soul from hell... that's kind
of a big deal... but to give me my best friend back...just because I need her in
my life, because I am better when she is in my life... I am overwhelmed.
It still amazes me that Jesus would live
life here, with all our junk, to ultimately be beaten and die on the cross for
our sin. To think that anyone, let alone the Creator of the universe, would DIE
for me is something that I simply cannot comprehend.
He came to earth, lived a perfect life,
died a horrific death, was buried, and rose from the grave so that you (and I)
would not have to pay the penalty for our sin...because that debt is too great
for us to work off in a thousand lifetimes.
He offers the hope of heaven,
the
promise that this world is not all there is,
and that your pain, whatever the
cause, will NOT last forever.
He did it ALL.
HE made all the effort.
HE paid
the full price.
All we have to do is put Him first.
Follow
Him.
Trust Him.
Acknowledge that He is LORD.
In this world we WILL have trouble, but we
have hope in HIM because HE has overcome the world. In the end, HE WILL make
everything right. If you are His, your pain will end....and when we get to
heaven, all our brokenness will be completely restored. I am so thankful for my friendship with Christie and for the visual that friendship gives me of the power of God's restoration and healing....and that's just a friendship. I can only imagine how it will feel to be completely restored to GOD, to be completely and totally exactly as God created me to be.
Ha! I guess this was a post about Jesus
after all.
Much love and BIG BIG BIG hugs!
Merry Christmas!
K
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