Friday, April 13, 2018

My Best Friend

One day last week, on my way home from work, I was feeling teary and alone. "Lord," I said, "I don't have a best friend anymore, and I need one." He answered with a gentle reminder. "What about your sister Rachel?" he inquired, and I had to agree that she is very likely my present best friend. When I got home and turned on my computer, I found she had been messaging me at the very moment I'd been telling God I didn't have a best friend. How is that for an answer to prayer?

I was supposed to meet the Cabinetmaker yesterday afternoon, but our plans changed. I knew my sister was going to be home alone for a few hours, so I gave her a call. We decided to meet up, grab a few tacos at QDOBA, and work on a puzzle. It was a good idea. Tonight she sent me another message. "Working on the puzzle..." it said, and so I went over to help her finish.

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  1. Sometimes sisters are our best friends. How I wish my sister, Donna didn't live so far away.
    Those tacos sure look yummy.

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    1. Sisters are lifelong friends. Friends who know and understand us on a level few others are able.
      The tacos were super yummy!
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  2. PS...love the daisy header...One of my most favorite flower.

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    1. Daisies have long been a favorite of mine, too. I used to display a poster of beautiful daisies with one daisy partially plucked, reminding us of God's constant love for us with the words–"He loves me. He loves me. He loves me."

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    2. I needed new "blog clothes." The winter scene just wasn't doing it for me anymore. Ha ha!
      :0)

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