Every month without fail the telephone call comes.I find myself blabbering down the line while a part of me wonders,'who is this?'I don't recognise myself,the whining,the complaining,the weeping,sometimes very rarely the sensible sharing.It's my friend Sheba.She listens,she apologises,she sighs......and then she talks sensibly about her challenges,her struggles..,her joys ,her lovely family.....never whining,never complaining,just sharing...
and then she says,'Chering we are proud of you'.I wonder why.
She shares from her spiritual walk and we pray together.
Persistantly,consistantly,almost like Jesus.