Mary Jane and I saw many old friends last evening.
Many of our friends we had not seen, more than once or twice, in over thirty years!
We were at the visitation for our dear friends daughter. I can not think of anything that saddened me more, in some time, than the untimely passing of this lovely young lady…and the knowledge of the great chasm that would be left in the hearts of her mom and dad and her husband and, young, son!
As I visited with many of the people that were at the wake…I was transported back to my teenage years, and my twenties. I had spent time in these, wonderful, people’s homes…and they in mine. We had worked alongside each other…and prayed alongside each other.
I knew many of them, long before they were married and had families…and we were still in school and wondering what life had for us?
Barbie and Herb both gave Mary Jane and I a hug…and I wept…as I could not hold back the tears of my sadness at their, profound, loss!
Robbin and Terry, both, came up to us and hugged us and made us feel both welcome and loved! As we were talking…I thought of what precious people that they are!
There was Lori and Sherry and her mom, Kathy, and many more…that caused the years to roll backward…as they were so kind and sweet to us, both!
There was my lifelong buddy, Steve, peeping around the corner…and I was sorry to learn that his sister had passed away…early this morning.
David D. and David B. and I remembered having dinner with David D. and his father and mother and brothers and sisters…and feeling like that I was one of the Dunmyer’s!
David B. is a natural comedian and he is also a minister. As we spoke, I recalled the many laughs that we have enjoyed together.
And, then, my old friend, David Brandon, who has been my buddy since we were both, much, younger! I convinced him, many years ago, to take more naps!
My life has been, seemingly, seamless…when it comes to friends and relationships.
If you were my friend on my first day of first grade, as I recall Janie B. and Debbie C., being so friendly to me and welcoming me…on what for me…was a trepidatious beginning, or if you were my friend in the first church that I attended…time has stood still for me…and you are always important to me and my friend!
I have, often, wondered, if what we mark in; days, and weeks, and months, and years…and a life…is but one long day to to God?
People come into our lives…and for many reasons…do not stay…but they are an, indelible part, of our Life Story…and we are part of…theirs!