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My girlfriend Cheryl got dumped. I’m not gossiping, I’m sharing her story because that’s what she did and something wonderful happened. Cheryl and I first met at a high school party in the 70’s. We raised kids together in the 80’s, both were divorced in the 90’s, and at a similar life-stage place in the 2000’s. Cheryl and I each had our own guy named David and were happy in loving relationships. Her world changed drastically in December. After 17 years + 15 years before that, Cheryl was single. Enter Facebook.

For a busy person like me, there is nothing better than renewing a friendship online. I get to catch-up on what’s new, see family pictures and chit-chat, all without “doing-lunch.” Cheryl and I friended and I learned of her David’s defection through a wall post; me and about two hundred others. I commented to console and offered to keep her in my prayers. I noticed that I wasn’t the only one commenting. I have over 400 Facebook friends and I never saw the quantity of comments that Cheryl was getting from her frequent posting. Now would be the time to mention that Cheryl is way HOT! It turns out that along with people she knew, she was getting friend requests from strangers and accepted them all. People from all over the country began to offer encouragement and kind words to help her get through her tough times. She gave back the same positive vibes and began to sign off with “sending smiles.”

One of her new friends, Brian has a radio show in South Florida where Cheryl lives. He invited her to come on-air and tell her story of overcoming her problems through Facebook. She was so good as a guest that he invited her to co-host the show with him and also got her a spot on a radio show of a colleague. A new career and a new life begins. The wonders of technology; Facebook, internet radio, a spiritual blogger and a prayer website teaming up to give voice to grieving hearts and giving hearts. Is it not absolutely divine?

Thanks to You

I give You thanks for carrying me through
the muckiest patches of life.
Emerging with scratches, yes,
but they pale compared to the
faith-filled ferocity of my inner power.

I give You thanks for bestowing within me
the determination to stand tall—
not back away and run
from overbearing pain and fear.
(I wanted to flee, at first. I thank You for not letting me.)

I give You thanks for giving me perspective
to grasp what is most important on this realm
and to let flutter away the inconsequential.
I give You thanks for still being here to give You thanks.

-Karen Laven

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