I can count my close friends on one hand, the people I can rely on, who pray for me and who I can pick up with even after not speaking during a busy time. All of them live within an hour of me except for my dear friend Kim. Kim lives across the sea. We have been friends for several years now, meeting online and later in person. We email daily and speak on the phone often. She knows my ins and outs. I trust her and love her dearly.
Kim is very sick right now, in the hospital with a very bad infection of the pancreas. She has been moved from the ICU to a regular room but is not out of the woods. And she is still in a lot of pain. I've been offering prayers for her throughout these days. I've lit about a dozen candles in my home so everywhere I am reminded to pray.
I feel sort of helpless because I can't do anything more tangible due to our distance apart. My motherly instincts tell me to make soup and bread and deliver it to the family, to help keep her littles happy and content, to help with her housework and cooking. The day I heard Kim was in the hospital, I made a pot of soup though I knew I could not deliver it. Today I am making another. Silly I know. But as I chop, season and stir I am thinking of, her, praying for her and wishing she were here.
Will you say a prayer for my friend? I would so appreciate it. And I know she would as well.
