Forever Friends

At age sixteen, I met somebody who quickly became a close friend. And for the next sixteen years, we talked often. But we both moved occasionally; for me that eventually meant moving to a different state. Yet every once in a while the phone would ring and we would reconnect. Recently I searched my friend’s name online; instead of an address, I found an obituary.

At first I bemoaned that never again would we be able to reconnect, but then I remembered that someday we will. One of the many beautiful things about being brothers and sisters in Christ is that one of these days, we shall reconnect.