I became ill in 1998 with an unusual neurological disease. I say this not because I want sympathy or extra prayers (although I will never turn down a prayer) but because becoming seriously ill has a way of altering the way one views life and others who are part of our lives. I think that was the first time I discovered which people in my life were true friends. There were friends who called, talked about the weather, and hung up. Then there were the friends who showed up at the house, helped me into my wheelchair or out of bed, or just headed to the closet to grab the vacuum, or sat next to me when I cried and despaired and mourned the loss of my functioning. I can count on one hand the number of those friends…..but those are the same friends I hug and talk to and see and spend time with still today. They will be the friends I cherish for all my tomorrows. It’s not so much what they said and did but more that they were simply there. It was that I knew I could depend on, lean on and gain strength from their presence in my life. Does feeling like this about someone or something sound familiar to you? It should because it’s exactly the same way I felt when God came back into my life….no….when I let God come back into my life….because I have come to realize that He never left me….I left Him, forgot about Him. It’s a mistake I won’t make again, that I guarantee. Because I have discovered that His love for me is a love I can depend on, lean on and gain strength from! It simply is……….