The other day I received a text message from one of my best friends. Her oldest graduated from high school and over the summer will be getting ready to move to Chattanooga where her daughter will attend college. I texted her back how excited I was, but I knew deep down she was sad to see her go. Then my cell phone rang.
No more texting. We needed our voices. We cried together and I made her promise that she would walk this very same road with me too, very soon.
It’s moments like these that you remember everything is for a season.
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