Tears Fell Down
T here is a woman I have only known for one year yet she changed my life. She taught me meekness as she sat across from me during our Tea Party gatherings. She was quiet and often would not speak unless a direct question came her way. Her English speaking was unpracticed but her understanding was quite good. She would smile demurely at me. Her eyes laughed. Even with communication being so very difficult we somehow knew what the other was saying or intending. We talked of marriage, love, Jesus, salvation, daughters, sons, marriage concerns...we talked of life. Last week, I said good-bye to this wonderful friend. We met in her apartment for our final Tea Party. The table was laden with fruit, chocolate, steamed buns, nuts, banana bread, and potato chips...And as always hot tea was being served in beautiful, antique china cups. We laughed and told stories as we celebrated our friend's time in America. The minutes ticked by un...