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New Friends

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New Friends

2 Corinthians 1: 3-4  “Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of mercies and God of all comfort, who comforts us in all our affliction, so that we may be able to comfort those who are in any affliction, with the comfort with which we ourselves are comforted by God.”

I remember vividly my prayer ten months ago.  It was late hours of the night, Atlanta interstates, and heavy rain pounding my windshield.  I could barely see the road due to the rainy storms.  I was nervous about driving by myself already, adding to that a six month old baby in the backseat and the horrible weather put the icing on the cake, or rather the straw that broke the camels back fits more appropriately.  I had just left the Atlanta Children’s hospital, and left my baby girl with her daddy for the night.  I would be back in the morning before she woke up as I had just promised her as I kissed her goodnight.  I was deeply looking forward to hitting my head on my pillow, even if it would only be for a few short hours.  I was exhausted.   On that night while driving in that storm, it was a picture of what was going on in my heart internally.  It was all stormy inside.  It was dark.  I did all I knew to do.  I have learned Scriptures all my life, I have prayed all my life, I have been a genuine christian for twelve years.  I cried out to God.  I prayed.  I asked Him to help me.  I needed blue skies, I needed some sunshine, I needed a fresh reminder that even when I could not see Him through the thick clouds, that I could rest in His presence, feel His Spirit, and trust His promises.

I remember as I was praying that dark, stormy drive home, that my heart was begging God to use this in our lives.  That my newly saved daughter would cling to Him and use this journey for His glory.  I knew that although we felt alone in this battle, there were many other children facing this same difficult journey in life.  I recall asking God to use this, use us, and use her.

Last Saturday my phone showed I had a message.  As I read this email I was in the driveway sitting in my van, which was in reverse ready to back out.  We were headed to my children’s basketball games.  This email captured my attention because I was reading words out of a mothers mouth that was the exact situation I was in ten months earlier.  I finished reading then turned off my phone and we headed to the gym.  All morning I pondered on her words.  I prayed for her, for her little daughter.  I can’t even describe the feeling but I was ready to hop in a plane or a car and find this precious mother and just hold her.

I had actually been expecting the email because a friend had told me she was passing along my information to a lady who’s daughter was just diagnosed.  After corresponding with this mother all day I sent a text to my friend about thanking her for giving this lady my email address.  She replied that she had not even given her friend my information.  Later that night, we exchanged more information and she had been sent to my blog site by a mutual friend and that is how she found me.  She was in Tennessee from the same small town we used to live in.  The next day she was talking with her next door neighbor and found out that we used to live across the street.  So here I was, building a relationship through diabetes, with a mother that was now living in our old neighborhood and looked out her front door to my old house!

So naturally I couldn’t resist the temptation to take my daughter to meet this little girl.  I felt this would be great for this little girl to meet Karis and be encouraged by seeing her doing all the same finger sticks, shots and snack routines.  They could share stories of blood sugar lows and hard times we have faced, scary situations we have experienced, and hopefully learn from our many mistakes.  But most of all, my little girl would realize that she is not alone in this battle.  None of her friends or kids she shares life with, or crosses paths with, has this same daily struggle.  We do know adults and we have distant relationships with kids with diabetes.  But for kids, real flesh and blood, to sit in their bedrooms and stick their fingers with needles together, to sit at the table and giggle over snacks together, there is something very special about that bond.  I knew this would be so beneficial for her to meet this little girl.  So we drove, three and a half hours, and the answer to my prayer happened.  I was heard.  What I wasn’t expecting was the tremendous blessing that little girl was to us.  It wasn’t about us helping her, it was about God using two little girls (and two mommies) to breathe a little easier and know that God is with us, we are not alone, and that we can find comfort in those sharing our battles.  These girls face a giant everyday, it never goes away.  They face about six to eight shots a day and about eight to ten finger sticks.  We are so thankful for medical technology and thankful for research trying to find a cure.  Our futures are looking good, but even if this is life, we are thankful for sunshine, blue skies and even for the stormy nights.

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