Phone A Friend – Cold Waters to a Thirsty Soul

Posted by on Jun 14, 2013 in Blog, Home Is Where The Story Starts, Uncategorized |

I woke up this morning with a stress-headache and feeling fragile and exhausted. I guess I shouldn’t b e surprised. The past few weeks have been a mad dash, and while I enjoyed every experience it has been tiring.


I knew I just needed to get through today and a twelve hour day at work tomorrow, and then I could crash. However, that meant I would have to leave out something I had said I would do.


My husband says once I make a plan it becomes a moral obligation in my mind. He’s pretty much right. If I say I’ll do something I’ll go to great lengths to do it. It’s just the way I am.


But, my mind, body, husband, and cousin were telling me that wisdom would be to say, “I can’t.” I guess I need to start saying no and stop making unrealistic plans. But, honestly the plan wasn’t realistic. It’s just that things like great opportunities and an air conditioner that needed work interjected themselves into “my plan” and changed the timeline.


Anyway, I phoned a friend. The friend I was going to disappoint. As I knew she would she ended up loving on me over the phone and encouraging me. By the time we finished talking, the headache was gone, the stress had lifted, and I had the energy I knew I would need.


I am an extrovert so it isn’t unusual for a good conversation to lift my spirits, but I think there was more to it than that. There is a verse in the Bible somewhere about this. I’m sure my daddy preached on it at some point. Let me see if I can find it.

Proverbs 25:25 As cold waters to a thirsty soul, so is good news from a far country.

What a precious gift my friend gave me this morning. The gift of love, mercy, and understanding.