Last week I was meeting my girlfriend Traci for coffee. Excited to see her and try a different little coffee place I set out. I had been having this feeling....the one I get where I know I have been praying and asking God to show up, not necesarrily for me but just to show up. I prayed this all the way over to meet her, and then when I saw her and we hugged and started chatting I kind of forgot about it. We got our coffee and muffins and sat down in the front window to bask in the sun. It's been so cold I didn't mind that the sun felt like it was scorching me.
|Traci and the dear woman deep in talk|
They spent the better part of the next hour chatting, I just listened because this woman was EXACTLY what Traci needed. She spoke of the academic struggles they went through with teachers who punished her son when what he needed was specialized therapies. How their family moved at one point for her husbands job and they found a fantastic program for kids with Aspergers but what was the most tremendous gift to Traci was that here was a woman who knew how she felt, had lived her struggles and no matter how many times I tell her it's going to be ok, this woman, could assure her better than I ever could. She was a wealth of knowledge and hope, and she even talked to me about going back to college to finish up my degree.
She apologized for monopolizing our time, but it was no bother at all. When God does show up He knows exactly when you need him and leaving my friend that day her heart was less heavy and she had hope for the rest of the day. To me it was an enlightening experience to just sit and listen.