Somewhere, for some reason, within the last 24 hours, I wrote that PD can be both a blessing and a curse. As I wrote that first sentence, I remembered where, but it’s irrelevant. Anyhow, a few months ago, I was contacted by the PR person at Parkinson’s Disease Foundation and asked to write an article about my life with PD and so, to make a long story short, I kind of forgot about it. However, it was released today.

Today. The day before I felt I had nothing to offer. Two days before I had pronounced myself an invalid in the future, while driving through the beautiful countryside with my husband. A week before that, I felt I was losing all hope, as I hadn’t seen my little Boo for almost two very long weeks.

Then today, having forgotten about that article, I received three emails (hey – that’s a lot!) from people I don’t know that had read it already today and that they had been blessed.

And you know what else happened?

I was looking over the tweets on Twitter yesterday and something happened. There was a tweet about fear by Max Lucado. It spoke straight to my heart. It wasn’t a coincidence and it rebirthed the hope that I allowed to be suffocated by fear. Fear that said I have nothing to offer – including my writing.

So, as you can do with Twitter, I tweeted him back and said, ‘Thanks – I needed that’.

Then you know what happened? He asked to be my friend on a social networking site I frequent. Max Lucado… my friend?!?

There’s no need to point out that he is friends to thousands of others and that he’s become friends to thousands more probably within the last five minutes. There’s no need to mention that he wouldn’t know me from Elmo if I were walking down a street. However, I relished in the fact that Max (we’re on a first name basis now, because that’s how friends are) wanted to be my friend, even if he doesn’t know who in the world I am. So, after prayerfully considering this new request for one milli-second, I pushed the accept button.

Which brings me to my point…

God is calling all of us to be His friend. To believe that even though there are countless other souls He’s calling after, He calls to us as if we were the only one He wants. He wants us to get to know Him better. Spend time with Him. What will we answer? Will we click ‘accept’ and get to chatting and spending time with Him, or will we click ‘ignore’ and maybe reconsider at a later date (if we have more time)?

God is calling us. He’ll keep calling until we click on ‘accept’ and begin developing an authentic, relevant and deepening relationship with Him. He’s not going to give up. Until then, we can keep pushing ‘ignore’, but He’ll be there waiting.  Just for you.

His,

Sherri