Thursday, March 11, 2010

known

I walked to the mailbox with a heavy heart.
The breeze for once did not take my breath but felt refreshing blowing across my face & through my hair.
I peeked inside to find a package.
A box from a dear friend.
I couldn't get inside fast enough.

Amish Granola & Molasses Cookies
And a note that read,
"You are not forgotten, my friend..."

I couldn't stop the tears.
Ugly, sobbing tears.
I thanked God for reminding me of his love when my heart feels discouraged & for using my friend in such a timely way. I thanked him for tangibly showing me that I am known. That we are loved. That my family is not forgotten.
Then I ate the best tasting molasses cookie I've ever had.
ejk

3 comments:

grandma jackie said...

NEVER FORGOTTEN ALWAYS LOVED.YOU ARE ALL IN OUR THOUGHTS,PRAYERS,CONVERSATIONS EVERYDAY. WE LOVE YOU DEARLY AND MISS YOU'RE FELLOWSHIP INTENSELY. HOPING TO SEE YOU SOON. THINKING THE WEEKEND OF EASTER OR THE FOLLOWING WEEKEND. WHAT DO YOU THINK WOULD BE BEST.

j said...

So glad to see how God used a good friend to surprise you, bless you, and remind you that you are known and loved. Not only that...you are sought after. Not sought after and cast away after being found, but sought after continuously...day after day...That is love. And He knows your needs before you even ask.

Enjoy those molasses cookies! (one of my favs!)

beckyjomama said...

Um ... what J said.

And I will just add that you are known, loved and appreciated here too.

Alot.