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Topic: Confident (07/05/07)
TITLE: Best Friends
By Mary Kirk
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We are one year and two weeks apart in age--and those two weeks are important. Sister always included them.
My sister, a year and two weeks younger than I, has been my best friend all my life. We grew up during the depression era. Because we moved around a lot, we relied on each other for all that friendship implies. Being the new kid in the class every year during the twelve years of school was more difficult for Sister, because she did not make other friends as easily as I did. By this, you can deduce that I was the more outgoing. We did not have separate bedrooms or beds until we left home, she to nursing school and me to marry.
Sister had nightmares every so often, and she would not quiet down until I turned and put my arms around her and soothed her. One time, she said, “I think I am dying.” I told her she wasn’t. She asked me how I knew with confidence that she wasn’t. I told her, “You are making too much noise, and people who are dying don’t make that kind of noise.” It satisfied her, and she went back to sleep. Our parents divorced when I was four, and I don’t know if there was an underlying fear and anxiety that caused her nightmares. Death seemed to be the main part of her fear.
One night, when we were in our teens, she asked me to stay awake while she went to the bathroom. I dozed off, and on her way back, Sister was frightened by a noise over our brother’s bed. She took a running leap and landed on top of me. Whoa—try that on for size. She told me Brother was having the death rattles. I listened and discovered his trumpet he had hung on the wall above his bed had moved with a breeze and made the noise. Sometimes we laughed before we went back to sleep, but her fears were real to her.
When I received the Lord Jesus Christ as my Savior, I talked to her. However, she had a religion and told Mother “Tell her to stop preaching at me.” So for 50 years, I could only pray for her. We still had a wonderful friendship. Eight years ago, when just she and I were on a vacation, our conversation turned to things spiritual. She received Jesus as her Savior.
Since then, Sister has taken a turn down the road of loss of memory and lacks recognition of even her children. However, I have confidence that we will meet in heaven, and as the Bible says—we shall know as we are known. I miss communication with her now, but we shall catch up one day. This is the confidence I have in Him.
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