Wednesdays are special to me in that it’s a time of refreshing with dear friends as we gather to pray for each other and study the Word of God.
No matter how I am feeling, I always try to make an effort to attend...as I can’t miss out on this time of fellowship...
I am desperate for it.
Joyce always welcomes me with a special lounge seat, blankets and cozies and the girls hug and kiss on me...
and fill my emptying cup.
We are going through the book of Titus and my homework lay forgotten at home. Content to listen and glean from the others,
I searched their faces and witnessed joy and passion in their expression of His love for us and what He is doing in their lives.
Everyone had something to share and something to pray for...
a feeling of intensity for each other in calling upon the Lord in each other’s behalf
was overwhelming as we shared the daily struggles
of life, marriage, and health.
My daughter lay on my heart as I opened up to them my
intense love for this girl.
She has been honoring and loving us her whole life.
I share her with her natural mother... and I will be forever grateful to be allowed in this inner circle of extreme devotion and love.
My Angela is a free-spirited thinker of sorts and has always marched to the beat of her own drum....but always...
taking into consideration the thoughts and concerns of others.
She doesn’t share our Christian beliefs exactly but has always listened to us
patiently and respectfully
with esteem and with honor.
Since I’ve been in this fight, my Angela has been one of my strongest supporters and encouragers and I couldn’t wait to share with the ladies this beautiful card she sent me...
which is kept close in my Bible.....
I was unable to read it aloud as the emotion got the best of me and Joyce read it to the others
“...you are such a shining light, Momma, and I love you so much.
Keep looking forward and putting your trust in God.
I’m touched by the perseverance you show in your blog
and my admiration is boundless.
You are simply my hero.”
The silence in the room was overpowering and as the tears flowed all around me I basked in the reality of His love and His promise to Joe and I and our children.
..." For I will contend with him who contends with you,
And I will save your children"
Love...the very sustenance of life is the finest gift one can give and receive.
I am reminded of that poem...
” I am drinking from my saucer, ‘cause my cup has overflowed”.