Corbin, KY

I met a boy when I was about 13. He almost mowed down a woman trying to walk backwards to see me and my friends. I was a goner.
Through the years, we have somehow managed to stay in touch. Despite the fact that we once scheduled IM "dates" and had to buy long-distance phone cards, we kept up. The four hour drive, sometimes shorter although now longer, didn't keep us from meeting up. And now, roughly 13 years later, we are still friends. And on top of that, he has grown up to be an amazing man who loves the Lord. He took time today, in the midst of his chaos, to comfort and reassure me. That is the kind of friend that everyone wants, but we can rarely find. One who, in the middle of their own storms, step away to speak calm truth into ours. I'm glad that I have this friend. I'm glad that as an immature 13 year old girl, I somehow spotted a boy who would turn into this kind of man.