A Gift and a Comic

My friend Faye stopped by my office unexpectedly today to see if I was free for lunch.

I was.

In fact, I was desperately in need of an hour with someone like Faye. Someone who has experiences that are equally ridiculous to my own. Someone who understands that you just have to laugh at some of these situations, because if you don’t laugh you will quite possibly go insane.

I was not having a very good day. I woke up this morning with things heavy on my mind and heart, very aware of some ongoing battles. I was seriously contemplating the possibility of withdrawing completely from all relationships for the next few weeks for the sake of my own sanity and survival. I’ve been struggling with physical health and pain, and today was a bad day for that as well.

And then Faye showed up. I was delighted to see her.

So we sat for an hour and ate pitas and caught up on the happenings in each other’s lives since the last time we were together. We told stories of the “I can’t believe I found myself in that situation” events that we both seem to collect. We were sarcastic. And we laughed.

She was a gift from God to me today, on a day when I badly needed the physical presence of a friend. When I needed some encouragement to face the rest of the work day and some other upcoming engagements that have the potential to be quite draining.

AND

I came across this comic strip this morning, and it made me laugh. Faith the size of a mustard seed indeed!