One friend can make all the difference.
Nancy has become my best friend since she befriended me at my new church. I say she befriended me, because she sought me out, calls me at least once a week, and draws me into her circle of friends. Our friendship was cemented as we watched the ice skating Olympics together.
Nancy in turn introduced me to her friends ... so on the Saturday after my birthday, I enjoyed lunch with Barbara, Maggie and Pat. Nancy is determined to learn Spanish, so we go to a Spanish group together; and all these years later after my summer in Mexico, I am becoming close friends with Mexican Americans. Greetings of “Buenos días! Como estás?” ring out as often as “Hi! How are you?” (and for those Spanish purists, I can’t find symbols for upside down exclamation points or question marks.)
And then there’s choir and a ladies’ mission group and ... the list goes on.
But if I still needed proof that Nancy and I are soul mates, I received it when Nancy brought me a gift from her recent trip to Arizona.
A wooden Christmas ornament, hand painted with Navajo design.
Nancy didn’t know I treasure my Christmas ornaments. Each one tells a story.
But she knows me. And she picked a present I will treasure.
Thank you, Lord, for Nancy.
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