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M. C. Syben
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Distance and time hasn’t dampened the love and respect I feel for my high school best friend. Amazing since we were different in so many ways. Essentially, I was wild. She was not. My friend, was raised Mennonite. I will not divulge her name as just the mere mention of it publicly would embarrass her.
I was raised a loose Baptist. That is, my parents were not religious but when Mrs. Behr volunteered to take me and two of five siblings to church, my mother’s wisdom kicked in and she agreed whole heartedly. It was probably my saving grace. It was there I learned about the Lord even though I came home to chaos.
“I see that we have a lot of the same classes,” were the first words my friend said to me. Was I ever relieved. Terror filled me that first week of high school. She was so understated, very smart, and quietly mature. I was immature, ridiculously insecure, self-obsessed, a lost soul. She didn’t care. I wondered what was wrong with her that she would pick me as a friend.
Years passed. She married a devout Christian man and bore two sons. They lived a Christian life and followed the rules. At last count, she has five grand-children. I believe more are on the way. I see the beauty of her life. The peace of it. Oh, I’m sure there were trials but her own gratefulness and humility would never bring those up in conversation.
We lost touch with each other in our early twenties. As I neared sixty, I found her again through social media. We picked right up where we left off. But I’m a lot more settled now. It took a long time for me to grow up while she stayed steady as she had ever been. Through the years, I had learned to use the power of prayer and utilize my faith in all matters. Yet, when I need someone with skin on, she will always be my go-to person.
While catching up, my friend listened to the good and bad. I happily shared the joy of childbirth at forty-one, God’s grace—a son! I shared my daily prayers for healing of my son’s addiction. My friend responded with her usual non-judgmental, love—a Christian woman through and through. She prays for me. She prays for my son. I thank God for my friend every day.
For we wildly inclined, there are no do overs. But there is God’s grace. Some of us are extra lucky. For me, there is my friend. Distance may separate us physically but Christian love and respect joins us spiritually.
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