Yesterday I was treated to a b day dinner by two very good friends. These friends thoroughly blessed me, not just with the dinner but with their love and support during this very hard season for me. They embraced me and loved me and congratulated me for my obedience. They encouraged me and made me laugh. It is rare that I laugh these days. And that is ok. I am letting myself go through my own process of response to this season. I am letting myself go through the healing process. But with these two, I could laugh. I could share eternal things and know that I was in good company because they understood those eternal things. They understood dying to self, and living for Christ, and being tested and tried. All the stuff American churches tend to shy away from for fear of losing members. I mean, who wants to sign up for a religion where God is asking you to die? Maybe not die physically, but die nonetheless. But they understood because they are maturing in Christ each day just as I am maturing. They have been through their own difficulties and God has joined them together in matrimony to continue walking out their path with each other. He has placed them in my life to walk out my path with me as well.
I was so touched by my friend’s email “I’m committed to you as you walk this out!”, she said. That type of loyalty and commitment is such a blessing. Truth be told there are many in my life that have committed to me. Christ has gifted me with people who are praying for me and doing battle with me. People who know how to fight and have endurance. I am overly blessed in that aspect. I’m so glad to know people who know how to go to war and how to fight. People who know the voice of the Holy Spirit, follow His leading, and live for Him. Even when it hurts or doesn’t make sense, they choose Him.
Not by their own might, nor by their own power, but by His Spirit.