THE LETTER

A few months ago, I found almost 100, 3.5 floppy discs in a box tucked away in the corner of my office at work. I could tell, from the writing on them, that some were over 20-years-old. I wanted to know what was on them so I asked my husband to order a floppy disc reader. When the reader came in, I sat down and went through them one by one. It was interesting to get a glimpse into the mind of my 20-year-old self. I found so many different documents: a love letter to an old boyfriend (I hope I didn’t send it to him), the resume of a good friend, college papers, memos, and a letter I wrote on October 6, 1997. Below is the letter. May it bless you as much at it blessed me.

A Letter to a Friend

I had to write to tell you how much I love and care for you.  Yesterday, I saw you walking and laughing with your friends. I hoped you would invite Me to walk along with you. I painted a sunset to close your day and whispered a cool breeze to refresh you.  I waited, but you never called. I kept on loving you.

As I watched you fall asleep that night, I wanted so much to be there for you.  I spilled moonlight onto your face and watched it trickle down your cheeks.  You didn’t even think of Me. I wanted so much to comfort you.

The next day, I exploded a brilliant sunrise into a glorious morning. You woke up late and rushed out the door. My sky became cloudy and My tears were rain. You didn’t even notice.

I love you.  Oh, if you would only listen.  I really love you.  I try to say it in the quiet of the green meadow and the brightness of the blue sky.  The wind whispers My love throughout the treetops and spills it as vibrant colors in flowers.  I shout to you in the thunder of great waterfalls and compose love songs for bands to sing.  I warm you with the clothing of My sunshine and perfume the air with the sweet scent of nature.  My love for you is deeper than the ocean and greater than any need in your heart.  If you’d only realize how much I care.

I died just for you.

My dad sends His love.  I want you to meet Him.  He cares for you too.  Fathers are just that way.  So please call Me soon.  No matter how long it takes – I will wait.

Your Friend,

Jesus

and the Scripture was fulfilled which says, “And Abraham believed God, and it was reckoned to him as righteousness,” and he was called the friend of God.” (James 2:23: New American Standard Bible)