"Behold, how good and pleasant it is when brothers dwell in unity." (Psalm 133:1)
I ran into my friend Jay this morning at my old church in Pella. It was healing Sunday, and I had just finished an intense time of prayer with some men there - not just physical healing, but also spiritual restoration for a very weary soul.
The second we greeted each other I could sense his deep concern, and as I honestly shared about how things have been I saw his eyes begin to moisten with tears. Jay got to know me through a men's Bible study six years ago; I don't think either one of us ever thought we'd be having a discussion like this.
Yet we were; and like so many others who love and care for me he desperately wanted to have an answer, something - anything to relieve my pain and suffering.
He couldn't give me that. Instead, he simply stood at my side as a brother, put an arm on my shoulder and cried out for God to do what we cannot. I can't count the number of times in the past six months I've felt as though I can't go on anymore. Thank God for the gift of brotherhood, for moments like this that help to press on.
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