As I shared in an earlier post, I know that as George took his last breath, Jesus was already welcoming him "home." But there was someone here on earth who was with George when he died. George had always spoken fondly of him, and they considered each other brothers. He and his wife were riding with George that day. They saw that terrible and tragic accident occur. Immediately he was getting off the road and crossing the lane to get to George. I can only imagine the horror of witnessing the accident and seeing George's body in the horrible condition it was in.
Others would have turned away. But not this friend. He sat by my boy's torso and stayed with him until the highway patrolmen and paramedics made him leave. I will NEVER forget what he did. I brings me an inexplicable amount of comfort to know that he never left George and that George's body was not unattended from the time of the accident until the time he was taken away. That, folks, is a friend that sticks closer than a brother. He is my hero and always will be.
It makes me wonder what kind of friend we are to others. I would encourage you to take time today to let a special friend know how much you love them. Better yet, what can you do today to show them? Please do not hesitate to leave comments if you so choose. And remember - there is
Sunshine After the Storm
Blessings
Betsy

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