To Know And Be Known

The only option as I see it, is this delicate weaving of action and celebration, of intention and expectation. Let’s act, read, protest, protect, picket, learn, advocate for, fight against, but let’s be careful that in the midst of all that accomplishing and organizing, we don’t bulldoze over a world that’s teeming with beauty and hope and redemption all around us and in the meantime. Before the wars are over, before the cures are found, before the wrongs are righted, Today, humble Today, presents itself to us with all the ceremony and bling of a glittering diamond ring. “Wear me, ” it says, “Wear me out. Love me, dive into me, discover me,” it pleads with us.
(~from Shauna Niequist’s “Cold Tangerines”)

A few years shy of thirty years ago, two “old souls” met at the ripe ages of 4 and 7, and the friendship was instantaneous. Monica has taught me much about finding beauty in the every day since then. Whether it was playing orphans in my backyard lying beneath the Dogwood tree, or traipsing through the golf course behind her house. Whether it was writing poetry and mailing it to each other for critiques or heading off to watch baseball games together. Whether it was crying or laughing or imagining or writing or fighting, we were always there, kindred spirits. Knowing and being known by each other.

I have tried over the past days to write about my weekend with Monica, but the words are elusive. How do I describe what was shared? And I have realized that I don’t. That those moments together are heart thoughts that I will place in the treasure box of my memories.

Monica has endured much including a pregnancy and hospitalization that brutal doesn’t even begin to describe, and she has taught me about the beauty of suffering. She reminds me every day to live. To make it a great day. To wear today out. To focus on Christ, on holiness, on beauty. To be me, and to be happy in who God created me to be. Some days I look at her and I marvel at her beauty, intelligence, wisdom, and spirit. Her passion for truth and Christ and His glory. And I am grateful. So grateful. Because I truly think without her, I would have given up a long time ago. God knew. God knew 30 years ago how badly we would need each other then to walk through the fiery trials of today. And as we know and are known by each other, it is comforting that God knows us even more deeply.

It is good to be here, and it is good to be known.

Monica writes of our friendship on her blog, too…

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5 Comments

  1. Monica
    Apr 2, 2009

    Anne tipped the vase of apple blossoms near enough to bestow a soft kiss on a pink-cupped bud, and then studied diligently for some moments longer.

    “Marilla,” she demanded presently, “do you think that I shall ever have a bosom friend in Avonlea?’

    “A–what kind of friend?”

    “A bosom friend–an intimate friend, you know–a really kindred spirit to whom I can confide my inmost soul. I’ve dreamed of meeting her all my life. I never really supposed I would, but so many of my loveliest dreams have come true all at once that perhaps this one will too. Do you think it’s possible?’

    “Diana Barry lives at Orchard Slope and she’s about your age.”

    – Anne of Green Gables VIII, LMM

    I love you, bosom friend, forever and ever.

  2. Julie Pizzino
    Apr 3, 2009

    Angie, you have made me see and feel your love for Monica, and it’s beautiful. Isn’t God amazing to hand us gifts of friendship that are concrete expressions of His love and care? Again, your words have captured your reality in a way that communicates divine realities to us. Thank you!!!

  3. Natalie
    Apr 3, 2009

    a special friend, a special friendship. I am so glad you and Monica were able to spend the weekend together. I am blessed to know you both (even though I’ve never “met” monica. It is so good to be know and be known by others. through your blog, I feel like I know Jesus better and better aware of how much Jesus knows me. It is good to be know and be known by Him!

  4. My dearest Angie,

    Your friendship with Monica is so embraced by both of you, because it is fed with seed, the only seed that can grow and make it flourish, the word of God. My dear one you make everyone that is in your life feel very important and something. You are a delight to be around. I am blessed that I know you. Your love for your husband and children bring a glow in your face as well as theirs. You are the best. I love you so much.

    In Him we are adopted by the true Father,
    Judie

  5. Teresa
    Apr 3, 2009

    Hi Angie,
    My name is Teresa and I have been following your blog for many months now. Finding myself so compelled to come back and check on you and your well-being. Smiling as I look at your family’s pictures,
    feeling so much more appreciative of life when I read your entries, and praying for a stranger who doesn’t even know me, but whom I feel so moved to ask for God’s mercy, love, and healing.
    Now, after reading your entry on Monica, (and hers about you), I just had to finally send a note to you. I too, had a wonderful best friend whom I loved so very much and who had cancer, in her case, it was a terminal cancer, (uterine and colon). She had no spouse, only one grown daughter living a few states away, and who was very close and involved with her mother’s well-being. She came home 6-8 times over time after she was diagnosed, and before she died. (Of course she was with her when she passed away.) Anyway, I moved some of my clothes in with her, worked my job during the day while Hospice stayed with her. A friend would get there to relieve Hospice, then I would relieve her and spend the nite. She was only given 3-6 months and lived 2 1/2 years. Boy, were we blessed!!!! Bottom line is not to have you dwell on passing away, because you can fight and beat your cancer, but to tell you I am praying for you and relating to the same close friendship you share with Monica! We friends will always be by our loved ones side, to help, cheer, encourage, and
    love you to the MAX! I cried when I read your entries about each other, because I know that kind of love. It’s real! Stay strong, no one has told you that you can’t beat this thing, and I feel like you can do it! You have the faith and support you need! My husband encouraged me to send you this note, and he too knows your story thru me. We both send our best wishes, hugs, kisses, and prayers.
    Teresa

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