Another state.
She's just passed the year mark in her
Widowhood, and I was trying to
Think back to my own first year to
Identify with her.
At that very moment a song on the
Radio stopped me:
"He's Been Faithful."
It's one of my favorites.
The words are powerful.
I stood up from my desk, went
Into the living room to listen and
Couldn't stand still.
I began to walk in circles moving my hands to
The music absorbing the message to
The depths of my soul.
I couldn't sing.
I could only weep.
It's a mystery of grief.
God makes up for the pain by being so
Real, at times, that I can barely stand it.
When the song ended I went back to
Writing my note drying my eyes and
Wiping my nose.
I wish I could have slipped my experience into
The envelope.
I wish my sweet friend could have been
Overcome by God's faithfulness too.