Till My Change Comes October 16, 1998

Till My Change Comes

October 16, 1998

Dear Friends,

I met Debra in nursery school. We were three years old. Since that time we have remained friends. However, after high school our lives begin to take separate courses. When she got married and I left for college our paths crossed less and less. And even still, each time we met the bond of a lifelong friendship was evident. But somehow after college when I married and moved to another city and she moved out of the state, we lost track of one another.

About ten years later - while visiting my brother - I learned that Debra had moved his city. He arranged for us to meet and we quickly discovered that a the bond between us was still there. We talked as if we had never been apart . . . and yet we had been . . . we talked as if we'd never talk again . . . and yet we have. But then - in that moment - there was so much to talk about . . . so much to catch up on . . . our marriages . . . our children . . . our walk with the Lord . . . our lives.

The paths of our individual lives had not been easy . . . but it seemed (if such a comparison is possible) that Debra's path had been even more arduous than the one on which I had traveled. I listened as she relived her experiences of the past 10 years . . . the heartaches of our youth of which she had never spoken. My heart went out to her as she spoke of the current weights in her life. I asked, "Debra, what are you going to do?" She replied, "Still going with Jesus, Brenda. Still, going with Jesus."

And, she has. Hallelujah!

". . . all the days of my appointed time will I wait, til my change come."
(Job 14:14 KJV)

In the Master's Love,

The Preacher,
Rev. BWilliamsWaters,

email: Preacher.The@usa.net