Months ago, while mine has spanned
Years.
The recent widow called me in tears.
"I'm so lonely today," she said. "I feel
Like a misfit. I don't belong anywhere."
I listened.
I nodded my head.
"Yes. Yes. I felt that way too."
"How did you cope?" she asked.
I collected my thoughts before I spoke.
How could I condense my rocky path to
Recovery in a few words?
I did my best.
I shared a few of my "go to" Bible verses.
I reminded her to just take the next step, and
To cry and carry on.
And when we hung up I prayed that
Our Father would shelter my friend in His
Arms and tell her, "You're mistaken, child.
You're not an outsider. You belong to Me."