Thursday, June 17, 2010
Like most people, when I first joined in the facebook craze, I added anyone and everyone I had ever laid eyes on as a friend. As I find myself more and more over the whole social networking thing, I delete friends, but there is one friend I cannot delete. I can't really say we ever spoke in high school. I can't say I really knew who I was adding when I added her. But I can say I will never remove her. I have not spoken a word to her since I added her, but I cannot help but think of her often. You see, this friend I have never spoken to (but shared a school with) is a widow. From what I gather from her words, she met and fell in love with a man, a man who happened to be a soldier. He went off to war, like he had before, but he did not come back alive. I am so very touched by this woman. Her love for her husband if so very strong, it has surpassed his death and prompted her to get involved in different widows' causes. I am astounded by her strength. Losing my husband is probably the greatest fear my heart contains. I cannot fathom it. It is a fear that has kept me awake at nights as I watch him sleep. It is a fear I always try to give to the Lord, trusting for His will, but a fear I think I will never let go of. It tears me up just to think about it. I see this woman, and her strength, her love for a man she can never hold again, never sleep next to again, and I am encouraged. I am encouraged that love can go beyond what our minds can think. I am encouraged that God can get us through any trial we are faced with, even the hardest thing we can imagine. And I am reminded to pray for this woman and all of the lives she has touched. Even in the smallest way, she has touched mine.