My Friends Smell Good

Yeah, I thought that title would catch your attention.

2 Corinthians 2:15

For we are to God the aroma of Christ among those who are being saved and those who are perishing. 

About once a quarter I get together with some of my girlfriends for dinner and prayer. It's difficult to find words to explain how wonderful a time is it with those dear women. The freshness of our Lord surrounds us. If you could peer into the spiritual realm, I'm sure it would be beautiful. In my imagination we all sparkle like super novas in a galaxy, fragrant with the scent of everlasting life. 

We eat.

We laugh.

We pray.

We cry.

We pray. 

We met again last week, and this time we shared communion. How special.

My family jokes about my "prayer dinners" because it's not uncommon for me to be out until 2:00 a.m. on prayer nights. And believe me, that's late for me. 

Thank God for friends, laughter and prayer. 

Good Friday

For the past dozen years, I’ve gone to an outdoor worship area at a local church on Good Friday to spend time with my Lord. It’s a beautiful spot, high above the plains, nestled in the pine trees, with an awesome view of the spine of the Rocky Mountains.

This year four of my girlfriends joined me. A sweet time with my Lord was even more special because I was able to share it with four wonderful women for whom I care deeply.

See the cross? At the base are nails and hammers. After you pray, you pound a nail into the cross and leave your sins, short comings, sorrows, idols, worries and fears at that site and leave that place feeling joyful and refreshed.

Yes, Good Friday is a sorrowful remembrance, but the joy of Easter is around the corner. It’s because of that blessed, empty tomb that my life is so full and rich. Thank you, Jesus.