I've just finished a
phone conversation with my friend Cheryl. She
lives now in California, and we are lucky to set
eyes upon each other briefly every 3 years or so.
But, thanks to instant messaging on the Internet and
free national long distance on our cell phones,
we're able to stay in touch across the miles.
Here's some fun
background: I met Cheryl in college at Texas
Christian University. We both began as music
majors and found ourselves in many of the same
classes and campus activities. By our junior
year, we were fast friends and offered a joint voice
recital that Spring. It wasn't until we shared
our bios with each other that we made an historical
connection. Cheryl and her family were active
in a church in Virginia where I attended as an
infant. My godparents were youth sponsors of
Cheryl's brother. When her family moved to
Texas some 8-10 years after my family had, she ended
up in a neighboring city, later attending a rival
high school, living a life eerily parallel to mine.
We lost touch after college and, unbeknownst to each
other at the time, we selected the same slate of law
schools, although attending different ones a few
years apart. At one point, our respective
firms were moments away from merging into one.
One of the many things
I treasure about Cheryl is how easy she is to talk
to. She's an excellent listener who really
seems to know me, and remembers things about my life
that even I have nearly forgotten. And she'll
also lovingly tell me what she observes about me
without passing judgment. No matter the
geographic distance, nor how much time passes
between our communications, our conversations are
easy, comfortable, and uplifting. Cheryl is
truly my friend. How blessed I am!
I've learned over time
that God's relationship to me is that of true
friend. As a man who walked the earth, Jesus
has lived a parallel life to me, experiencing the
same emotions and interactions as I. As the
Holy Spirit abiding within me, he lives through my
experiences with me. As the God who created
me, he really does know me and will
never pass judgment on me. No matter how much
time passes between my communications with God
through prayer and stillness, through music and
nature, through Scripture and Christian fellowship,
I know that the line is always open. God is
waiting for me always to call upon him. And
when I do, I find ease, and comfort. I am
uplifted. Oh, how blessed I am! How
blessed you are!
Grace and peace
to you as you journey.
Yours in Christ,