Please Pray

Today, I am going to Michigan with my friend Nicki from high school to see our friend J. J lost her husband this week in an automobile accident. She has three children close to the age of my own children. There are no words for a sorrow this unreachably deep, a pain this great. All that I can think of is that there is no place deep or dark enough that we are unreachable to God. So...all that I know is that His word is the only word to turn to.

My mind is full of flashes from the past...snapshots of my girlhood friends, laughing, and making memories. Flashes of each of our weddings. Pillow fights. Throwing teenage caution to the wind and engaging in foolishness. Long talks. The road trip to Nic's wedding with J. Loading J's Suburban and with all of our children, (and some neighbor kid - all under the age of 7) to travel to Shipshewana and later to the lake. Watching the little ones splash in the lake. Listening to our boys giggle. Conversations. Regrets. Sorrows and joys.

Would we live differently if we knew our time was short? Should we live that way, anyway? After all, no one knows the day or the hour...

I don't know if anyone is even reading this, but if you are, PLEASE PRAY for J's family...for her, her son, and her two daughters.