My Friend, Becky

I have been looking forward to tomorrow all week long! I get to spend the day with my friend, Becky. This may sound funny, but as a person whose love language is quality time, it means a ton! God has blessed me with numerous, life-long friendships. Each place I move, however, it is necessary to find at least one quality friend. I always bring this matter before my heavenly Father. I prayed for a friend in Ohio and He brought me Emily. I began praying for a friend even before moving to Michigan. I remember times when the pastors' wives here would get together and we would talk about and pray for God to bring me a friend. That friend was Becky. She has stuck by my side through thick and thin. She cries with me and laughs with me. In fact, just a couple of weeks ago when we were offered a position in South Carolina and I told her on the phone, she cried tears of joy! She prays with and for me. She holds me accountable. She has often been the prophetic voice of God in my life the last year and a half. She has opened herself up to me and allowed me to speak into her life as well. It's hard to believe that I'll no longer be able to meet up with her for coffee on a whim, but the ties run stronger than good coffee. I know I have made a life-long friend with her. I also know that God will provide for both of us in new friendships - I've seen Him do this before too. So tomorrow is our last hurrah as we spend a couple hours in the car and drive to Frankenmuth to see the Christmas Wonderland or whatever it is! I know she will still be just a phone call away, no matter where I go. (ok, so I've started bawling as I wrote this!)