Tuesday, January 6, 2015

“Be generous with kindly words, especially about those who are absent.” — Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

We have friends I have written of before, the Australian missionaries who live nears us, who are presently in Nairobi having attended a spiritual retreat for those who serve in distant lands.  Now, this is a family of seven, and one of the children is sick or they would be back by now.  In the midst of all the chaos and commotion of dealing with being in a foreign country with a sick child and a family of seven to deal with, Samantha, sent us a text to ask if she could bring anything to us that we couldn’t get here—like broccoli.  We gave her a couple of items we wanted and she replied she’d try to get them.  They won’t be back until tomorrow at the earliest, but she reminded me of all the absent friends we have who keep up with us through this blog or Facebook or Google+ or emails or actual letters and cards.  I was also reminded of many I never hear from but are always in my thoughts because I know we are in theirs and their prayers.  I want to thank Samantha and all those friends in whose hearts we still live and offer this old Jim Reeves song whose title is the first line as the best I can do to let you know how we feel about you:

May the good Lord bless and keep you
Whether near or far away
May you find that long awaited
Golden day today.

May your troubles all be small ones
And your fortunes ten times ten
May the good Lord bless and keep you
Till we meet again.

May you walk with sunlight shining
And a bluebird in every tree
May there be a silver lining
Back on every cloud you see.

Fill your dreams with sweet tomorrows
Never mind what might have been
May the good Lord bless and keep you
Till we meet again.

We not only could not do what we do here, we could hardly even exist as happy servants if we did not have the love of so many we will never see again and some we hope to see again while still on this side of existence.  We are able to love because we are loved.  Others can love only if they know that they are also loved.  Cut and paste the words of the song above and send it to some you haven’t seen in a while and may not see for some time to come.  We live through the love of others.  We are humbled and grateful for that love and pray that you pass yours along to those who have lifted you from time to time and still live in your heart.
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