Wednesday, July 24, 2013

As Thyself...

There is something I've been doing, but haven't yet written about, here on Life with Lynnie (LwL).

I've been visiting the brother of someone I used to call friend.  Unfortunately, my friend was upset about how I made a reference to Hell in my book, Love Never Fails You... when I spoke about how my now deceased husband Gordon, and I visited a village called Hell, on Grand Cayman Island.

I won't go into details.  But, I will say that my friend no longer speaks with me.  Does this mean I should call her an ex-friend?  Truly, I still think of her as my friend, so that's how I will refer to her as.

A strange thing happened though.  When I was in the Emergency Room, waiting for a bed at the hospital in May this year, I ran into my friend's dad. 

Her dad wasn't visiting someone.  He was there for medical care, for himself.

We had a lovely conversation, until the nursing staff moved him out of the area.

One thing I found out, was that my friend's brother had not been well.  Apparently, he had a stroke.

I prayed for him, right then and there.

After this, I never heard anything more, so I thought my friend's brother had recovered and was back to living his life.  At least, until a friend of mine, who attends the single's group meetings at the Tim Horton's (TH) coffee shops, told the group of us, that this fellow was still under treatment.

So it was in early July when I found out that my friend's brother had not recovered and gone home.  Instead, he was getting treatment at a rehabilitation facility, here in Windsor.

When I heard this, I felt badly for him.  He's a nice fellow.  Although we are not devoted friends, and even though I do not know him well enough to call him a great friend, I felt like I should visit him.

I prayed about this.  After all, I didn't want to upset my friend, who no longer has any contact with me.

God reminded me about how I've felt. 

To be sure, being single and alone while being ill, is not fun.  In fact, I'll go so far as to say that it is horrible not just being ill, but being ill, and spending the majority of my time, alone.

Knowing my friend's brother had never been married, I felt badly for him.  After all, he is truly... alone.

Sure, his parents are still alive; but, they are elderly with health concerns, themselves.  And, sure he has some friends and siblings that can come visit.  But, with them working, how often can they visit?

I thought about how Gordon, myself, my friend and a friend of Gordon's had all gone over to the Mission, in Detroit, Michigan, USA, on Christmas night, one year.  We sang and my friend's brothers ministered to those homeless men, who were there looking for a place to stay for the night, and a meal.

And, I thought about the few times, I had gone with him and my friend, to do the same on other occasions.

I reflected on the situation and after much prayer, I decided to go visit him.  And, I'm glad I did!

After all, God did tell us in Leviticus 19:18, "Thou shalt not avenge, nor bear any grudge against the children of thy people, but thou shalt love thy neighbour as thyself: I am the Lord."

You see, while praying and reflecting, I didn't just think about my friend's brother.  I also thought about my friend.

Even though she may not want any contact with me, I realized that whatever my relationship with her is, I should not let it affect what I felt about visiting her brother. 

Though I felt she had done wrong towards me, I had long since forgiven her for hurting me over such a mild issue.  I realized that I had to put any of those leftover hurt feelings aside and do what I felt God was leading me to do.  Go visit my friend's brother, I mean.

And, I praise Him for this! 

Until next time...

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