A Surprise at the Mall
I lost touch with a writer friend. I missed her and her cheerful blog posts. We met up in a most unusual way! I’m still in awe of how it happened.
I finished my shopping at the mall and took a short cut to get to the parking lot. The path led me through the food court. The smell of Chicken Fajitas stopped me in my tracks. I planned lunch elsewhere, but now I followed my nose.
I chewed my first bite of chicken taco salad when, out of nowhere, a loud redhead moved rapidly past the tables and into the booth with me. “I know you!” She shouted. I pondered if I knew this crazy lady. Did she mistake me for someone else? She shouted louder and stuck her finger in my face: “You’re Mary; you have a blog called Pile of Smiles and you live in the Verde Valley.” It took me a second to compose myself. I stopped chewing my food. I know I stared too long at her face and then she said: “I’m Jackie; I had a blog years ago – Fresh Anointing Oil.”
Wow, now I recognized her face just as she recognized mine from our blog websites! We shared our lives through the written word. Oh, we always said we’d meet up. She lives in Prescott, just over the mountain from me. Sadly, it never materialized. She stopped writing. Her website waned. We no longer emailed. We lost touch.
I couldn’t stop hugging Jackie. I remember how our spirits meshed as we cried out to God in prayer. I’m astonished how that woman prays with power and compassion. She cried when I told her that. I cherished the connection with her that day. She’s a real person. I’m a real person. We’re not just “bloggers” talking to the air.
Forget Eating! Let’s Have a Praise Party!
We caught up on each other’s lives. We marveled at how God took care of us in each and every trial we shared. We felt joy from head to toe.
I am changed somehow. The quiet drive home in the warm sun allowed me plenty of time to pause and think:
People really do care!
We help each other through hard times.
Friendship is a gift.
I’m blessed to be part of God’s family
where His blood flows through our veins.
I studied Luke, Chapter four, where the people in the town of Galilee wanted Jesus to stay and hang out with them. He told them he couldn’t. “That’s not why I’m sent,” He said. “I must go to other towns and bring Good News to them.”
We’ve been sent. Our blog messages influence, uplift and validate. Let’s keep those words coming. Confidently press “publish” because you just never know who you’re going to influence. And you never know who you are going to meet…it just might be me!