The Portion of my Inheritance

So. . . . it has been these 32 years and we let them go. Just let them slip. right. through. our. fingers.

And how in the world do we justify the lapse of time? Just moving straight ahead and not looking back. And the forgetting?

 How do we regain the years that were wasted and the phone calls not made?

Is there a way to recover the laughter that we missed or the tears that were never shared?

 And how do you fit 32 years into 6 days?

It was He who has told us that “a friend loves at all times,” (Proverbs 17:17) and “do not forsake your own friend.” (Proverbs 27:10)

And in all of this, He wraps His grace around us, pulling us in and binding our hearts. And His grace covers all. 

And His opens the door and draws us in, bidding us to come near. 

And the 32 years dissolve and the time evaporates with His grace, for He knows what it truly means to be a friend. (Prov 18:24)

And our beautiful friend? Well, she comes, and it’s as if it were just yesterday. Our hearts so tightly woven that even 32 years cannot sever the ties.

Our hearts are grateful for this second chance, for this renewing, and we celebrate her coming.

Greater love has no one than this, than to lay down one’s life for his friends.You are My friends if you do whatever I command you.  No longer do I call you servants, for a servant does not know what his master is doing; but I have called you friends, for all things that I heard from My Father I have made known to you.~Jesus~John 15:13-15