#27 a see through friend...

and i don’t mean see through as in the cool transparent cybernetic limb that the lady who is president of massive dynamics has on j.j. abrams new show “fringe” on fox. i am apparently the ONLY person in the world who thinks j.j. abrams is a ABSOLUTE GENIUS (the reviews haven’t been good). but i am in love with yet another abrams show and am now actively praying for his salvation so he can spend his eternity with me making television shows up in heaven. oh, and yes, he could be with the Lord too... but making television shows with me might really be a draw for him....

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ok, on to my real transparent friend, deaver. who will not think it is inappropriate at all that her post starts with me talking about a tv show names “fringe”. in fact, “fringe” is a perfectly appropriate word to use when referring to deaver. yes, i know her name is a bit strange, but then again, if she had another name we couldn’t all say “leave it to deaver” and it be as funny. 

her name is different because deaver is different. in a world where women are always wearing masks, where we define ourselves by how good an image we portray to the world, deaver doesn’t compare herself to those around her. she doesn’t project an image of what she thinks she ought to be... she is always truly herself.

deaver is also one of those rare individuals that crazy things are always happening to (she should be featured in an upcoming episode of “fringe”). if something can go wrong, it will go wrong to deaver. and yet, she always has the funniest stories about these things and her own humanity. she is so honest, so real, and so transparent. she lets you in and walks you around the craziness...

i met her through my friend dina. she lived in the same town as dina (before dina up and moved to another state). i find it a bit ironic that my three best friends all live in different states. i mean i would find it a bit ironic if i didn’t watch “fringe” and recognize “the pattern”...

it is not an easy thing to laugh at yourself and to actually be willing to let others laugh at your humanity. but deaver does it with ease. i have learned so many lessons via life with the deav, i am so grateful that she lives out loud and lets us learn from her. she doesn’t twist a story in her favor (which is one of my many skills). she lays it all out there, she is free to look foolish. her value and worth doesn’t come from raising her self up, she doesn’t create a false self, she is not an image builder. she is real and sometimes her life gets messy. she shows me how to be a broken, flawed, and vulnerable and she clings to the only One who can heal our brokenness.

“there is a crack in everything... that’s how the Light gets in”

deaver isn’t afraid to show her crack (metaphorically and physically). i was on a really serious roll and then i had to write those words and now i am laughing like crazy... because truer words have never been written on my blog... sometimes the glorious is so mundane. and the most profound becomes a bit profane...

ok, back to the serious, glorious, profound part.

deaver is always walking through the col...

as they say, “you can be a shining example OR a horrible warning”. and deaver is both. not because she does horrible things but because horrible things keep happening to her. just when you think she has had her dance card filled with surgeries, hospital visits, trips to the school, parenting woes... something else comes up. like i said, always walking in the col... but that is where the Light is shining in...

she is not afraid to hurt, not afraid to question, not afraid to skip right through the religious platitudes and she is not afraid of the answers. and not afraid to let us all walk the road with her so we can see beauty in the midst of the ugliness. the mountains may be large but God is always larger...

2 corinthians 4:7-9 But we have this treasure in jars of clay to show that this all-surpassing power is from God and not from us. We are hard pressed on every side, but not crushed; perplexed, but not in despair; persecuted, but not abandoned; struck down, but not destroyed.

she reminds me with her life that God is always good, and we are always loved. even when what He gives does not appear good or loving. (a quote from a post found here)....

this is the reality that is lived out in front of me by these women.... aren’t they so beautiful?

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