Wingapo Friends!
Have you ever had a moment when you are incredibly humbled: the kind where you have to sit down just to process things? I was blessed with one of those moments recently.
After a particularly stressful day of work I was trying to decompress. At some point I looked down and saw that I had a text and a missed call from a friend. The text told me she had some news for me that I would want to hear. This friend is getting married soon, so mentally I sort of figured it was something about the wedding. I called her back figuring if it was important to her then it was important.
We exchanged pleasantries for a moment, and then she lays it on me. “So I just talked to my pastor about your trip.” As it turns out, she had taken my blog information and talked to her pastor at length about this trip and how the church should support me. I was so far past tears at this point. I was openly balling on the phone, which I assure you is not a frequent occurrence.
Let’s be real: it’s hard for me to go talk to people about my trip, and I’m the one going on it. This friend did it just because she knew that I am passionate about it. Quotes from my mother include: “Even I’m not going to do that for you, and I’m your mother.” Honestly, the only thing that I could think of was a Bible Study I did several years ago about Jesus as our Advocator.
Here I was, thinking I was going to listen to my friend’s story and be excited for her only to have the tables completely turned on me. Not only had she listened to my story and been excited for me; she went out and actively helped me reach my goal. I had to sit down and take a good half hour to contemplate how God the Lord is.
