A Priceless Jewel

My dear friend Erin has been with us the last couple of days to help out around the house. She mad a great dinner Friday and then breakfast Saturday morning. She even tidied and vacuumed. Today she will leave after church to go home. I know my family really wants to be with me and I do miss them. I am thankful that in their place God brought Erin. She has made the recovery from the D&C a lot easier (like demanding that I take a nap when I didn't want too).

My friendship with Erin, I have no doubt is God ordained. While Dan was in Iraq, Erin and Manny took care of me making sure my leaves were raked and I was not often lonely. Now Manny is over seas. Dan and I are doing our best to make sure Erin weathers the temporary separation more smoothly. I was able to be there for Erin during her two miscarriages. She has done the same for me now. When I feel lost, she brings me back to God's word. I am very certain that God, knowing what trials were going to happen in our lives, knew we needed that unique friendship only shared circumstances can bring plus all the fun we have hanging out, trading books and sharing God's wisdom.

Yesterday we came up with a fun game. We wrote words on pieces of paper. We randomly picked three then wrote a poem in ten minutes using the three words. We came up with some very interesting poems, around 12 all together. It was a fun time. I purposely wrote them so they would follow this blog in readable order. Interesting blog rule for blog order, "The last will be first and the first will be last."

Comments

I'm glad you have Erin. Thank goodness. Are you and Dan able to come to Phoenix for Easter? Just wondering.

Heads up, you'll have a delivery from me on Tuesday. :)
Anonymous said…
GRIEF IS LIKE A RIVER
By Cinthia G. Kelley

My grief is like a river,
I have to let it flow,
but I myself determine
just where the banks will go.

Some days the current takes me
in waves of guilt and pain,
but there are always quiet pools
where I can rest again.

I crash on rocks of anger;
my faith seems faint indeed,
but there are other swimmers
who know that what I need

Are loving hands to hold me
when the waters are too swift,
and someone kind to listen
when I just seem to drift.

Grief's river is a process
of relinquishing the past.
By swimming in hope's channels,
I'll reach the shore at last.
_________________________________

Dear Katie & Dan,

I am thankful to the Lord for both of you as friends. I truly think our friendship is God ordained. Hold on to your faith and to hope -some day we will reach that beautiful shore.

Love Always in Christ,
Erin

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