I have a friend who has been part of my life for more than three decades. For the past seventeen years we have communicated are many more days than we have not. An unanticipated outcome of the frequency of our communication is the reality of how deeply my life is touched. It is easy to forget, but a simple automated request to review a timeline post on Facebook reminded me of a simple connection triggers something deep within, as if I have given him permission to touch and influence my soul.
Normally, the realization that another had access to my inner self would be cause from serious reflection. When did I give this one permission? Was I aware of the potential ways I could be influenced? Regardless of the answers to the first two questions, I want this to continue?
My reflection took me to a place that I did not anticipate, the outcomes of his participation in my life. I realized that the psalmist’s words described my answer metaphorically;
“He blessed them and they prospered greatly; their herds of cattle never decreased.” (Psalm 107.38)
To anyone worried about the influence and touch of others in their lives, I offer my reflection as a reference point.
We are all part of a larger story and members of the family involved. No one lives totally isolated and alone. We will be touched. We will be influenced. The only questions are by whom and how.
The measure of how someone touches are life is best found in the way our lives are different because of it. In my case, I see beauty more ways than I ever imagined.
In my case I have found that there is a secondary benefit that comes with each touch. I am filled with hope and renewed in ways I did not anticipate I needed.
I hope we always stay connected. Because of the experience, I am a better man. I still have my weaknesses, yet I know I would be far worse off without the guidance gifted me along the way. Thank-you.
