I lay still listening to the gentle rain fall upon our roof. I heard a ring tone notifying me of a text message. It was still dark out and I groped by feel above my pillows to collect my phone on the shelf. Opening it up to read, my heart felt sadness. My friend had lost a family member in the early hours of this rainy day. I was being asked for prayers.
Flipping back the covers I went to the kitchen to make a cup of tea. Looking out into the gray mist I could see the beginning of a new day dawn. My thoughts focused on how everyday lives come and lives go so quickly. I wondered if this man ever knew how special he was to the Lord? I wondered if even now he was having a conversation with Jesus? Breathing in deeply I began my own conversation with the Lord.