The prayers of the ...

Hope believes all things

Tonight as I sat at my kitchen table grieving the possible loss of a friend who I had to speak to today. The word I shared would leave a terrible awkwardness and possibly end a friendship. They were words of a loving confrontation of boundaries crossed. I grieved head in hands praying. Loss of momentum or energy for much of anything else today I was consumed in grief and grieving the consequences befalling a fellow believers life from just before bed last night and threw out the day today.
My husband found me and asked me "whats up?" all I could say was that I was Grieving the possible loss of friendship (over 20 years friendship) that my obedience placed me into. I had to count all loss rather then to let things go unsaid. So after speaking my truth quietly and clearly laced with compassion ... I simply wept all day within me at the losses I would see in the path ahead for this one that had grown so in my heart. As I sat there at my table tonight my daughter so intuitive, spoke asking me if I was alright. I put up a good face and told her yes that I was just bothered about something. Again I breathed deeply while beloved and the children milled about me taking bedtime medications and getting waters. The phone rang, Because Daddy man was just begining the evening process, I reached for the phone.
It was my friend and I was asked how I was doing so I said that I was weeping over the awkward event of the earlier conversation we had had. My friend continued...
I was told how my friend had gone to their mate and the elder children and confessed and repented the events and action they had owned. The spouse then said that that was what they were waiting for, and that they would no longer be exiting the marriage. This individual is nameless has no face and is unknown to all of you.

Beloved then got on the line and heard the same thing. They will have a long road ahead of them but I stand so relieved of this grief that has been a pressure all but unbearable all this day long. I am so delighted to see a flicker of hope for reconciliation. The relationship has been on a slow death for a long time as all we could do was watch. We had given up our hope for a save . I stand in humility corrected. I must always hold onto Hope.
I just sobbed while I was being told of all these things, just sobbed and sobbed.

I feel worn out and very revived at the same time.

Post script: Lest anyone assume it, this had nothing to do with the tea party the other day. This is happening in several lives around us.