There she stood waving with tears streaming down her cheeks.
“Bon Voyage, Ma Cher Ami!” She cried out.
Would we ever see each other again, was obviously in both our thoughts as we faded out of each other’s view at the airport. How hard it was to say Good Bye. Kathryn and I had only been friends for two years, but the bond was as tight as sisters were. Well, we were sisters, in the LORD. I had led her to Christ and our hearts were truly woven like threads.
She was British and I, American both of us living in Switzerland. She was the Nurse, and I was her patient.
She at first did her duty as my care Nurse during my stay in the hospital. I had pre-eclampsia and was put on bed rest. My blood pressure needed to be stabilized so the twins I was carrying would not be put into jeopardy. She was quick to lecture me on obeying orders of the doctor and in spite of having little ones at home, I would have to stay put. I obliged with no problem and began to tell her of my faith and trust in the LORD for my care. Each day she would come in to check me and give medicines and chat about my faith in God. She was moved by this faith since I was alone in a foreign country with no family other than my husband and children. I also did not speak the language, French. She was fluent. She could not understand the peace I had in my heart at such a time as this.
I delivered my twins while she was away on vacation and when she returned, found that one of my twins was born with Down’s Syndrome. The twins were taken to another hospital for more tests and intensive care. Thus, leaving me alone with no babies. Saddened, she came into comfort me, but found I was doing well. Once again, the witness of God came into our conversation.
When the time came for me to go home, she said she would visit me. She stood in the window of the hospital and waved, mouthing the words, “Bon Voyage”. She knew that I did indeed face a journey ahead, and she wished me well. Little did she know the journey we both would face together.
Kathryn began to visit quite often and take me to the hospital to visit my son, Stephen. One of the twins came home and was fine; the other had a severe heart defect. He was not expected to live past his first birthday. For nine months, Kathryn came to visit and a strong bond developed between the three of us. Kathryn tried to be lighthearted about the hour drive to the hospital and as we drove off together she would say, ”Bon Voyage!”
Our friendship evolved around the grace of God and my son’s sufferings. She would watch me on each visit, knowing that I knew I had but a short time with him. She watched my faith. This would eventually lead to her trusting Christ as her Saviour.
When the time came for my son’s funeral. Kathryn was there. She told me she was a new creature in Christ because she understood Salvation’s faith. She could now appreciate why we had to take this journey with my son.
Truly, Romans 8:28 was evident.
And we know that all things work together for good to them that love God, to them who are the called according to his purpose. (King James Version Bible)
My son was a picture of God’s grace to her. God chose this for her salvation.
The time came for my family to go back to America. She met us at the Airport in Geneva to say Good Bye. Instead of Good Bye however, it was “Bon Voyage” good journey. For she knew the journey we had already been on had been good and with God’s hand with us, the future also would be blessed.
Note: This is a true testimony.
Kathryn got married and led her husband to the LORD. She came to visit 10 years later in America. We took her to the airport, where I found myself watching her walk away with tears streaming down my cheeks crying out ”Bon Voyage Ma Cher Ami!”
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