We Don't Get to Go Home Yet

   This past March, just literally DAYS before the Planned-Demic was announced and the nationwide lockdowns began, I was blessed to be visited by a dear friend who lives quite far away.  I’ve had many friends over the years, though none of them what you’d really call “close” friends — and I’ve had even more “acquaintances” — but I’ve never had a friend like this before.  If the truth be told, I’ve probably had more that really do NOT like me in this world, than call me “friend.”   
 
   But indeed, this friend is one who has been closer than a brother to me.  God introduced us about three years ago;  and it was as if we’d known one another all our lives.  Our close bond of friendship was instantaneous, and he’s been an incredible blessing in my life and a great encouragement to me ever since.
 
   This man has been a faithful minister of God for over four decades and has been through a lot.  There’s no question that he’s “run the race” well, sacrificed tremendously, served the Lord and followed the narrow road faithfully.  As we reunited after not seeing each other for about five months, it was as if not a day had passed... no awkwardness, no polite “niceties” necessary before our conv ...

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