She who is forgiven much loves much.(Luke 7:47) I know that to be true in the openness I find in my dear friend. When the darkness rolls and the storm in my mind rages on. When I plead for peace and can't seem to escape from the turmoil in me. There my friend is. With a compassion and a prayer that transcend frustrations welt up. Where the freedom to feel flows in and stillness in raging is found.
I pour myself out like cider turned. Sweet to the first sip, but leaving that frothy sour after taste. Then it is there. The tender eyes, the half grin. The look that says you will make it through. Then the miracle comes. I believe. I know tomorrow will be a better day. I can see that God is good and he is making all things new. His mercy is new again today. My perspective changes and I can again set my feet on the solid ground. My faith again is restored to sure and steady. I am Thankful for friend. I will love more.
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