For the last week, I have been trying to persuade myself that I need to go visit a sweet lady in my church. It’s not like it’s out of my way, she only lives a few houses away from me. She is the first person that welcomed me at my new church. She just has that special way of making you feel welcome and we always manage to find each other so can we can get our hugs!
I have a habit of classifying people in categories. She immediately was classified as “crazy lady” ~ I think the Lord must have drawn us together, because I was missing the “crazy lady” at my old church. She sees the world in colors that I don’t see and could never fully understand. I immediately knew that I was going to love this lady!
A few weeks ago her daughter died. That same week, she found out that she has cancer and they are not expecting her to live more than a couple of weeks.
I don’t like to be around death. I cry. How can I go over there and keep myself together. I’ve got to go see her. My crazy lady...