A Song in the Night

Christian Friendship

Her husband was working an all-day shift with the fire department and would not be home until morning.  The baby was sick and had started vomiting.    I grabbed my purse, jumped in the car, and drove in her direction quickly as we discussed the doctor’s instructions via cell phone.   All would be well, I assured her.  I am coming.

Two hours later, the doctor at the urgent care center informed us that Samantha was dehydrated and would need to spend the night in the hospital.  I drove behind the ambulance that held my friend and her tiny treasure.  All will be well, I assured her.  I am staying with you.

Her three-month old was placed in a crib with bars that looked like a tiny prison.   In hopes of keeping Barby from unraveling, I started talking about the 80’s — campy B-rated movies, heart-throbs with mullets, and songs with memorable lyrics.  We started singing Air Supply and Pat Benatar tunes as we sat in the dark room watching the baby sleep.  We sang and laughed and cried all night.

That night in the hospital room twelve years ago cemented our friendship.

We share a mutual love of chocolate, french cafes, and Beth Moore Bible studies.   We torture each other by sharing dysfunctional family stories.  We have staked our claim to sit in comfy spots on each other’s couches.

She makes the best french toast — and shares the recipe.

She stood beside me when I married the husband she had prayed for God to send me.

She washed my hair when I was too sick to do it myself.

She has stayed with me through many a night season.


Some nights my husband goes to bed early, and I stubbornly stay up.  I sit on the couch with my laptop and eventually I drift off to oblivion.  Usually, about 2 AM I will wake up in a stupor.  I am too groggy to get up off the couch, so I sit there in the silence trying to wake up.  There in the quiet I often hear her — the bird perched in the giant tree in our side yard is keeping me company.  And, she is singing the sweetest tune.   What kind of bird sings a song in the night?

I know now that she is a friend.

All will be well, my friend.  All will be well.

A friend is always loyal,

and a brother is born to help in time of need. (Proverbs 17:17, NLT)

Q4U:  Do you have a friend who sings in the night with you?  How has Christian friendship carried you through a dark season?  I would love to hear your story.

I am passionate about the power of friendship and community and write about it often — Head on over here to read some more about the power of “girl time” and chocolate.  🙂

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Photo Credit:  Juha Soininen

The Un-Book Club

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I am a member of a book club that doesn’t read books.  I blame The Red Head for this.  She invited us all to join her for breakfast and literary conversation, but then she moved to Georgia.  Without her strong leadership, we forgot about discussing books entirely….

I am honored to be Guest Posting over at (in) courage today.  Head on over here to read the rest of this post.


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French Cafe Therapy

Last night I celebrated my best friend’s birthday at a French Cafe in town.  We had reservations for five at 6:45 PM.   We gathered at a big round table by the window and enjoyed chatting about everything and about nothing.   An artsy black chandelier provided muted lighting, and a talented pianist tickled the ivories in the background.  For appetizers, we ordered a yummy brie pastry and a pistachio encrusted brie.  We decided to ask the waitress to bring us extra plates, and we passed them around the table adding a sample of our main course for each friend.   I ordered the seafood crêpe, but after sampling my “goodie plate,” I declared that Ellie’s beef bourguignon was “the winner.”  For dessert, we shared chocolate decadence, bananas foster, and some gooey eclair thing that melted in your mouth.  Before the night was over, we pulled out our phones and started sharing horrifying 80’s pictures of ourselves from our Facebook pages (I used to have a mullet, so I won the prize for “scariest hair.”)

On Monday nights, I am a member of a sisterhood of bloggers called Soli Deo Gloria.  Jen, our fabulously fun leader, encouraged us to VLOG this week on the theme of “fun.”  My girls’ night out definitely provided the inspiration I needed for the following video:

   “…those who refresh others will themselves be refreshed.”

Proverbs 11:25b, NLT

Q4U:  How do you have fun and refresh your spirit?

My one-word focus for the year is “fruitilicious.”  Find out what that means here.

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Joining like-minded sisters today at Faith-Filled Friday, Thought-Provoking Thursday, Tell His Story, Playdates with God, Hear it on Sunday: Use it on Monday, and Soli Deo Gloria.

Nobody’s Home

Sometimes God puts people and circumstances into my life to challenge me and push you me of my comfort zone.  He is knocking on the door.  Opening wide and saying yes to God means greater growth. On days like this, I wish I could hide under the covers though.  I know it’s going to be uncomfortable.  I hate uncomfortable.  Don’t you?

On Monday nights, I am part of a Sisterhood hosted by Jen.  Last week, Jen suggested that we vlog.  Seriously?  A video?  Not me.  No, sir.  No way.

But today, in my car at a red light on the way home from work, I had a God moment.  You know, those moments when God says, “Hey you, I have something to say.  Think about this.”  Yep. And, then, my Abba had a “p.s.” — psst…. you need to share it… on a video…. like the crazy girl told you to.

Really, God?  Are you serious?   Sigh.

Ok, here is the vlog.  I had to pull my husband out of the garage to film it on my iPhone before I lost my nerve.  You may notice his thumb passing through in the middle of your screen if you pay close attention (Sorry about that, we are amateurs at this vlogging business.)

“Be devoted to one another in brotherly love.

Honor one another above yourselves.”

Romans 12:10, NIV

Q4U:  Do you have pesky people in your life that are hard to love?  How do you answer the call to honor them? How do you “say yes to God”?

For 2013, my one-word focus is “Fruitilicious.”  Check out what that means here.

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Joining like-minded sisters today at Proverbs 31 Ministries, Faith-Filled Friday, Playdates with God, Hear it on Sunday: Use it on Monday, and Soli Deo Gloria.

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Do you feel it?  The air feels crisper, and color is bursting forth everywhere.  God, the designer of seasons, is beautifully transforming the canvas of our world right before our eyes. Just as He colors the leaves, He delights in creating a new portrait in our hearts.  Two years ago, a metamorphosis began for me.  A single gal for 42 years, I honestly had no hopes of marriage.  I had not had a date in 9 years.  Then, one day, God changed everything. What a joyous season! – flowers, invitations, and an outrageously expensive white dress filled my days.  The picture would have been perfect had it not been for one dark shadow.  Cancer.

… I am blogging over at (in) courage today.  Click here to hop over there for the rest of the story!