fresh faced old friend unexpected across grocery store aisle. just one pressed against long hug speaks volumes of what we’ve shared.
nested into couch’s cushion with one of in-this-life-bests. conversation pours out until we are emptied of missing each other.
familiar voice of brother over the phone. i feel the solid of a lifetime’s love underneath our words.
across ocean childhood friend whose laugh pours over me like sunshine and breeze when we speak.
heart home family found again after growing up years. it is a reunion that slips easily into at-home-with-each-other.
memory awakened by photographs and what is threaded through all our lives shows itself dear still.
same looking back on.
same forge ahead.
same faith in god’s good plans.
same trust in the appointing of time.
same hope—-even in the face of broken and buried and gone for now.
at that time mary got ready and hurried to a town in the hill country of judea, where she entered zechariah’s home and greeted elizabeth. when elizabeth heard mary’s greeting, the baby leaped in her womb, and elizabeth was filled with the holy spirit. in a loud voice she exclaimed: “blessed are you among women, and blessed is the child you will bear! but why am i so favored, that the mother of my lord should come to me? as soon as the sound of your greeting reached my ears, the baby in my womb leaped for joy. blessed is she who has believed that the lord would fulfill his promises to her!”
luke 1.39-45 (NIV)
in honor of rob lithgow’s life. (inspired by kim s. and tim g.)
photo courtesy of M.K.