I have a friend who I’ve known for the last 25 years. I met her and her husband when I was quite pregnant, and ever since, we’ve spent many-a-day laughing together, at one another and with one another. We’ve been there for each other through many of life’s most disappointing moments, and we’ve gone long periods of time without talking, but through it all, we still are kindreds.
She and her husband and my husband and I have spent lots of time together. We’ve cruised to Alaska together. We’ve eaten pounds of food together, and schemed together for moments of surprise. They were there the year I miscarried. They were there the night my mom died. They bought a trunk-load of food when we were on our last buck. She, in particular, sent a timely email on many-a-lonely-day when I lived on the other side of the world and felt all alone. And I’ve reciprocated, but I wonder if it’s been to the level she deserves. Through our ups and downs, we’ve prayed together and for one another, listened to one another, supported one another. Even in the moments when we drifted apart for a while, we reconciled based on truth and love.
Our friendship is a good example of this journey we’re on. We can go some time without connecting, and then reconnect without feeling slighted. We can pick up the phone at any moment and we know the other would be there. When we chat, we can laugh over old times or new gaffes and we can understand each other even when we don’t make sense. This type of kindred is priceless.
DAY 12 HOMEWORK: If you have a kindred like this, take a minute to connect (or reconnect). You may shock someone you’ve not spoken to in a while, but either way, a true kindred will be left with a smile on the heart.