Well, in His goodness and sweetness and perfect timing, he brought Megs.
I've known Meghan since the first weekend I moved to Nashville when we attempted to canoe in river that was almost completely waterless. I was quiet and nervous, still petrified at the thought of living in a new city as a grown up.
Since that first canoe extravaganza, Meghan and I would run into each other around town at various concerts, birthday parties, and gatherings. I thought she was adorable and so kind, but was honestly afraid to talk to someone so beautiful. To this day, I can hardly look her full in the face. But one magical day, Meghan, in her vulnerable generosity asked me, "can we be friends? like real friends? like, want to have lunch, say, tomorrow?" So we met up at Bread and Co. and that was that.
Every time I have the privilege of hanging out with Meghan, I leave encouraged and energized, sillier and more sanctified. She reminds me of God's truth, she asks hard questions, she reveals her heart for others, she listens to my ramblings, she grabs my hand for emphasis, she lets me sit on the curb when I get a little weak at the knees. Meghan has taught me about freedom and grace and what it means to wait on the Lord and treasure His word. She is a delight and her life is joy. Megs, I am so happy you were born and hope to know you for many, many birthdays to come!
So, Happy Birthday, Megs 'Face like an angel' Anderson! (She likes to be called that. Actually she has requested an official birth certificate change, I believe:)
No comments:
Post a Comment