Make mine Pink Tea party
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Invites you to have a tea party.
Some Party's are not planned.
This is not the prettiest picture.
It is full of darkness clutter and wherry soul.
But it (I) was available.
The voice on the other end spoke may name "Donetta. Would you like some company?"
"Sure" I said, this is my customary response to sharing my refuge my sanctuary .
"Where are you my friend?" I asked
"I'm in your drive way, can I come in?"
"well ya..., bye" said I as I walked to the door to great her this friend of my heart.
Welcoming her in to my clutter, I shared my Fresh French Press of tea in a fancy china cup. It was "the perfect temperature " said my wherry guest.
Hours of heart filled pain and counsel over choices with the costs considered and decisions at hand. Listening and then brewing a pot of coffee after lunch. Laundry loads and silent moments where just being here for her was more than enough.
A place of safety with an open door. No expectations, lectures are judgmental glares. Just simple friendship that offered her rest.
I think along with her that Jesus was our invisible guest.




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