Tuesday, January 15, 2008
When we honestly ask ourselves which person in our lives means the most to us, we often find that it is those who, instead of giving much advice, solutions, or cures, have chosen rather to share our pain and touch our wounds with a gentle and tender hand. The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair or confusion, who can stay with us in an hour of grief and bereavement, who can tolerate not knowing, not curing, not healing and face with us the reality of our powerlessness, that is a friend who cares.
I came across this quote this past weekend. I must have read it over five times. Something about those words brought me to a place where I really evaluated those people who I consider to be important in my life. I often don't take the time to thank them for simply being who they are ... for holding such a special and loyal place in my heart. But I want you to know that I thank God for you, and I love you!
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