I love my friend Sandi because she weeps with me.
I love her because she laughs with me and rejoices when I sign a contract, or sell and article, or have made new progress in my relationship with Jesus.
Today, I called her, sharing some disheartening news with her. Her response? She wept. Really cried. We cried together over the Atlantic ocean, over the East Coast, over the Mississippi until our hearts in Texas and France connected.
Sandi prayed for me. But what I remember most is she cried with me. I pray you find a friend like Sandi.