God knew it from the beginning.
We met in junior high. Four girls from different backgrounds, but very much the same. After graduation, I moved to a land far far away. Okay, it was only 500 miles, but it sure seemed farther. We kept in touch as best as we could in the midst of marriages, families, jobs, and lives.
Our love was deep. One another love.
The year of our “Big 5-0”, we spent a week together in the Sunshine State. Immediately, time melted away and we were once again school girls catching up. We adopted the nickname “Fabs” and when the week came to an end, we Fabs promised to get together again soon.
Have you ever looked back at a time in your life and thought, Boy, I’m glad I didn’t know what was ahead? Me too. God’s mercy is amazing, isn’t it?
Back in my world, my mama was dying. She was diagnosed with Stage IV colon cancer during a “routine” check-up a few days after her birthday. Four months later, I was planning her funeral. It was an orphan moment. Mama and I had been inseparable since Daddy died when I was 23. And although I knew that she was cancer-free and forever with her Jesus, I still felt very much alone.
Yet, in reality, that wasn’t the case at all. My wonderful husband never left my side throughout the weeks of Mama’s hospice. In fact, he has never left my side in over 20 years of marriage. But in the sorrow of that season, nothing could replace the big piece of empty in my heart.
The day before Mama’s calling hours, one of the Fabs called to say she and her husband were coming. I told her they didn’t need to, but I didn’t mean it and they didn’t listen. When we arrived at their hotel, I discovered that two of Fab’s sisters had made the trip as well. As we all gathered together for a group hug, words weren’t needed. Their love was a blanket around my weary soul.
One another love.
The funeral home was buzzing. People who adored my Mama were everywhere, sharing sweet memories. Fab, her husband, and sisters were within my sight as I stood with my husband on the invisible “family line” by the casket. Yet, I still felt like I was in a silo.
Have you ever felt so absorbed in the sorrow that you couldn’t see beyond the tears? Hang on, friend. Love is nearer than you think.
Suddenly, I glimpsed the back of a familiar looking head in the doorway. When the person turned towards me, I saw that it was another Fab along with her husband. I’m not sure what I screamed as I ran their way, tears streaming, but we hugged big. And as we were hugging, more familiar faces walked in. It was the third Fab and her mama! I couldn’t contain the waterworks nor the overflow of unexpected love in my heart.
One another love.
Dear friends, let us love one another, for love comes from God. (1 John 4:7)
When one another love shows up, it is knee bending. It’s a beautiful gift from the One who created all love. The One who loved us first and loves us best. The One who wants us to share His love with, well, you know…
Abba Father, may we see as You see and do as You do. Please remind us to spread some one another love today. In Jesus’ name. Amen.Leave a Comment