Godspeed

We laughed and talked as quickly as we could, in between hugs. Her husband sat in the truck, pulled over to the side with their four children, stuff packed around them to the roof. Meg took pictures but with all the rushed goodbyes, this was the best she could get. I love it. This is how we were. If we weren't crying, we were laughing. This woman of God with a powerful love for people, a deep respect for her husband, an adoration for her kids like you've never experienced,  a half-full glass view of life, and a brain tumor.

They left for another province last week. I'll miss my friend and neighbour dearly.

Jill, your smile lit up our street, lovely woman. Godspeed to your new home and thank you for all you taught me about life and hope and Jesus' love. Until we fly to meet someday... xo

Healthy

My beautiful neighbour has four children under the age of eleven. She has always inspired me because she is a woman who loves with a passion. Ask her about her kids and her face lights up. She's always sharing about how they bless her, how wonderful they are. I've only heard the positive about her husband too. She's a tender soul who strives to be a loyal friend. She loves the Lord and prays for those around her because she is burdened for hurting people. My neighbour has a healthy outlook on life and a heart that beats for her family. My precious friend also has a brain tumour.

In the midst of pain, trial, suffering, and questioning God, she remains faithful to Him. I shake my head when I walk away from her home, wondering how she makes it through one more day. There are some very bad days, to be sure, but somehow, His strength enables her to smile, share a hug... go on.

Dear, sweet Jill, when the rest of us are complaining about our circumstances, whining about our colds, nit-picking about our families, teach us to love each other, cherish each other. Teach us how to be healthy.

Continuing to lift you up for a mighty miracle.