Restored to friendship

Back then in a fight I said some hurtful things to her. She cried tears from a heart broken and wounded. and I was mean spirited.

I still remember her birthday. I remember birthday presents she gave me. I remember the fun we had as roommates. I remember how I so admired her kindness, gentleness, playfulness, her sense of purpose... just all those good things in a beautiful person. And for the last few years, the regret was most accute on her birthdays, for I had lost touch with her.

Through prayers I believe, she got in touch with me. I finally had the chance to ask for forgiveness. Imagine how humbled and thankful I was, when she returns with words I have long-ago forgiven you and I'm just glad to have you back in my life.

This blessedness of the prodigal warmly and eagerly received by Father with arms long-ago outstretched, I have tasted.

Hallelujah.