Tonight my sister asked if I’d be willing to write her blog. I am honored, however, I’m not sure it’s a good idea. She’s the writer in the family, not me. But what can I say? She said I could write about absolutely anything, and as I sit pondering my options, all I can think of is her. So here we go.
To coin her words, God was good to me on August 8, 1945 when he gave me my very own sister. And he was good to allow us to stay together through the years. He was good to let us live in close proximity to each other, and he was especially good to send us each seven children who we raised together. You might say we have done life together, right from the very beginning, and it’s been good.
Even though we divided the room we shared as children with a good strong chalk line that kept one out of the other’s space, today things are good, and I don’t know what I’d do without her. She is my confidant, my encourager, my example and my hero. She is a good sister, the best.
As you faithful blog readers know, the last year and a half have been heart wrenching for her, and though she misses Nate terribly, she hasn’t slipped into self pity and despair. She told me, with God’s good help, she chooses to focus on the things she has in her life versus what she doesn’t have. Over a good many years, I’ve become good at observing her, as well as being on the receiving end of the good she does, and I can say wholeheartedly this is true. Even in her grief, she continues to make good investments in the lives of others through faithful prayer, encouragement and good deeds.
Tonight, as I arrived in Michigan, good and tired, I was concerned about the pile of snow I’d have to shovel off the driveway. But I should’ve known better. Margaret and her good son Klaus had already been there, anticipating need and doing the mighty job of snow removal. You guessed it, the driveway looked good!
And now, as I sit in Marni’s good warm living room, typing away on her computer, which by the way is working good, I am overwhelmed by God’s goodness to me. As his Word says, “every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the father of heavenly lights who does not change like shifting shadows.” I thank him for my sister, who is good and perfect for me, evidence of God’s grace and one of his greatest gifts. Truly, God was especially good August 8, 1945 and I am blessed.
“How good and pleasant it is when brothers (sisters) live together in unity…for there the Lord bestows his blessing, even life forevermore.” Psalm 133