As I wrote in yesterday's Life with Lynnie (LwL) entry, last Friday was a very upsetting day for me. And, as I mentioned, I couldn't stop crying, all afternoon.
By the time it got near suppertime, I forced myself to calm down. I had to. I had no choice. My friends M & D were due to arrive.
M called as she said she would, just as they were leaving their home. On the way to my place, they planned on picking up the pizza we would share, for dinner.
If you've been a long time reader of LwL, you'll be aware that M & her husband, D used to get together with my now deceased husband Gordon and I, a few times a year. We alway had pizza, salad and dessert, for it made for an easy and enjoyable dinner for our foursome.
Like normal, being that they were coming to my home, I had salad ready, and dessert. M & D would pick up the pizza on their way, here.
But, when M called to say they were on their way, she said that once again, they couldn't get an answer when they phoned our favourite place for pizza. Hmmm... this happened in the summer, when we last got together, at their home. Instead, we had Kentucky Fried Chicken (KFC) for dinner.
M began our conversation saying that it looked like we might have KFC, once again. Sigh... I let her know that was okay, if that was what they wanted. But, we both agreed we had been looking forward to enjoying our favourite pizza, that evening.
I suggested that it would be fine with me, if we rescheduled to another time. M insisted we get together. Then, I suggested that since we had both been looking forward to our pizza dinner, we might consider ordering from another place.
And, that's what they did.
When M & D arrived, huge pizza in hand, I was shocked to see that they had brought disposable plates and salad bowls. Even dessert plates! This shocked me, because I planned on having muffins and frozen yogurt for dessert.
And, of course, it was surprising to see disposable dishes! They felt that since I was still recovering from surgery, the less dishes that needed to be done, the better. How kind and thoughtful they were to do this, considering that I do dishes, regularly.
Then, the surprise was revealed. They brought with them, a birthday cake. One large enough for each of us to have a piece, with an extra slice left over. They even brought with them, a special candle that stays lit on the cake, without having to have a flame burning.
Be still my heart. Once again, I forced myself to not cry.
M had insisted we get together that evening, because it was the eve of my birthday, and they wanted to celebrate it, with me. My heart felt full, like it would burst, just thinking about how loving they were, doing this for me.
This brought to mind 1 John 3:18, "My little children, let us not love in word, neither in tongue; but in deed and in truth."
It never ceases to amaze me how God knows when we are in need of love.
And, how He provides, through others who love us, not just with words, but also with deeds. Just like M & D, had done for me.
Yes, I felt loved that evening. And, was thankful for my loving friends, and for their kindness to me.
It truly made my weekend. Thank you, M & D! And, thank You... Lord!
Until next time...
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