A little different track than I normally post. This past weekend our good friend Dena stayed at our house while visiting her son Parker, a student at Cedarville University. Dena and her two children have had to trudge through some deep waters as they lost their husband / father, Patrick McGoldrick a short while ago, nearly two years now. It was so good catching up with Dena and trying to understand the depths of her loss but not being able to nearly understand the hurt she has suffered and continues to suffer. Then my former college room-mate Matt Frey and his wife Jolynn visited with us Sunday afternoon and Mandi and I had a wonderful time catching up with our dear college friends.
Ours is the kind friendship that after graduating from college, we all went our separate ways into youth ministry where life doesn’t offer a spare minute. God has taken us down very separate roads but ours is a life of ministry nonetheless. Life happens and we did not stay in touch with each other often other than a very occasional visit or running into each other at conferences on an annual basis for a short while.
How is it then that they are still some of our best friends? How is it that after so much time passes we can pick right back up from where we left off and the depth of conversation is quick, relevant and understood on a soul level? I don’t have the answers, maybe you do, but I love the results. Friends… kind of a special word that brings comfort.