This past month has been a whirlwind of crazy.
I started back at Samford for my sophomore year, recruitment practices, studying for tests, and so on.
Safe to say...I was pretty busy.
I felt like a crazy woman running around campus trying to get everything done.
Things kept happening in my life that were unexpected and crazy and finally I just broke down.
It was the night of Bid Day.
We had our party and I headed back to my dorm for a nice long sleep.
BUT, I sat down on my bed and my heart felt heavy.
I needed someone to talk to, someone to cry with, someone to listen to me.
I called my BIG.
She was studying of course, but dropped everything to come and talk with me.
We met infront of the library at 10:30pm, and on those steps I started to tell her everything that was going on in my life.
I was struggling with school. I missed my mom and dad. I was still unsure about my future and what God wants for my life.
And then I said one last phrase, "My joy is gone. I don't feel like a light anymore."
After that...I lost it.
Just laying on my BIG crying with tears streaming down my face.
I didn't feel like myself for some reason.
My BIG held me and stroked my hair and rubbed my back.
Then when I put myself somewhat together, she took my shoulders and looked me right in the eye and said, "LITTLE, YOU ARE A JOY TO BE AROUND AND A LIGHT IN THIS WORLD. YOU ARE PRECIOUS. YOU ARE A DAUGHTER OF THE KING AND A CHILD OF GOD."
And I cried some more...of course.
Sometimes you need someone to just shake you, look you in the eye, and tell you how wonderful you truly are in the sight of God and others around you.
I had forgotten who I was.
I asked her, Well how do I get back to being my old self?
She said, "Do what the old Lindsay would do. Go sit on the quad, read your Bible, journal, blog, read a good book, pray to your Father for a while, and rest."
What great advice that was!
After this, we went on to talk about life and other things.
I went on to tell her how blessed I was to call her my Sister in Christ and AOII.
I told her my pref story, which had her in it.
She was the sole reason I decided to go AOII.
We cried together thanking God for His wonderful plan for us to be friends.
I have always had a hard time calling someone my Best Friend since high school because I have been hurt many a time by someone who called me there Best Friend, but tonight was different.
I looked my BIG in the eyes and said, "I just want to tell you that you are one of my Best Friends."
And again...we cried together.
After this, she looked up at me and said, "Can I pray over you, Little?" YES!
And let me tell you. This girl is a Prayer Warrior.
She prayed passionately and fervently. Such Joy and Zeal in her words.
To have someone pray over you is something so special.
My BIG is one precious woman. I am blessed by her heart for the Lord and care for others.
What a beautiful picture of community and love!
I am ever so thankful for Christina Lynn Rickman.
What a blessing her friendship is to me.
She reminded me who I was in Christ. Told me that I mattered. Told me that she loved me. And just held me in her arms.
Sisters Forever and always.
I love you Christina.
