Sunday, September 28, 2008

Party time and God's precious Gifts.....

Wow! It's been 24 days since my last blog! What have I been doing?

I can honestly say that this has been a very special Month for me because of all the celebrations and parties that I've been involved in. We just barely got through Bob's 78th birthday on August 29th, when I shared my 35th birthday lunch with my dear friend of 36 years, Neysa. More about that later.

Then I shared a wonderful birthday lunch with my dear friend, Mary (whose birthday was two days earlier) and our breakfast-lunch group on the Monday in between. And then, we had a real fancy feast at Red Lobster on the following Friday, courtesy my dear sister and neice. This, too, was shared with our same group of our wonderful friends.

My birthday was blessed with calls from all of my sons starting early in the morning and ending with a beautiful choir rendition of 'Happy Birthday to You' from Wes and Kim's family. What a special treat!

I also had cards and calls from Grandchildren and friends galore! They are all so special to me.

My wonderful husband gave me a brand new desk for my birthday! For those of you who know him, that means that he re-contacted it with a lovely soft color that is very restful to the eyes. He also did my computer table and now I feel quite neat and tidy.

My honey turned 78 this year - and I follow him by one year. Imagine my surprise when I got a loveletter from him celebrating MY 78th burthday!
I wouldn't let him change it - and told him I'd save it and read it again next year.

Now, to get back to Neysa! We started our friendship in 1972 thanks to our Pastor, Vincent Strigas. Neysa had come to our church and it was always Vincent's pleasure to pair people up, so he called me and sicked me on her. My pupose was to disciple her in her new-found Christian faith. She, like I, had always attended church but only recently was led to Christ.

My joy has always been to disciple those that the Lord gives me to the point where they take the lead in the relationship and start to disciple me. And this happened early with Neysa. She was so spiritually hungry that she'd study voraciously and memorize and study some more. She is and was a delight to mentor, and in the process became my best friend.

And that's what this blog is all about. One of the reasons our friendship has been so rewarding is because Christ has always been at the center of it. We have gone for months without actual contact because of our large family responsibilities and busy schedules, but as soon as we are together again, we pick up right where we left off.

We treasure our times together and have many wonderful memories of trips we took - conventions that we attended together - friends we have shared - trials we've shared - and our relationship to each other's kids. What a blessing! She has been with me through the hard times and the fun times. Always faithful and always there.

Many of you are young now and just starting out in your adult friendships. Might I suggest that you make it a point, early on, to include your wonderful Savior as part of each one. Pray together. Confess yours sins to each other. And encourage each other. And then, perhaps, you'll be lucky enough to say 36 years later - that you've tasted a little bit of heaven right here.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

It's a small world. Out of curiosity, I Googled "Pastor Strigas" and found two sites talking about the impact that man had on lives. I attended Redeemer when I was a child and I remember Pastor Strigas fondly. I also remember the day we found out he had died. I was attending the private school there and my classmates, his granddaughters, were pulled from class. It was very sad. But he did lead such an amazing life, that decades later, we are still sharing his warmth and generosity and spirit with one another.

GRAMMA said...

I couldn't agree with you more. You might like to know that his dear wife is still alive and we have lunch at least once a month. By the way - what is your name? You commented on my blog and I don't know who you are....
Jaye Watson