God is indeed an awesome God

Veronica told me about Willie and Mack about 7 months ago so I knew of them before we met. A few weeks ago, another friend* told me, sotto voce, that it was time for me to meet them.

I fell in love with the both of them the moment we were introduced. I met Willie first. I immediately felt comfortable with him. Casalingo** in all his mannerisms, and I found that to be appealing. He talked a little about himself, and how we both had something in common (we are both writers), but mostly he talked about Mack. I suppose Willie thought that if he didn’t give me a preamble that I would bolt at first meeting, but that didn’t happen in part, I must admit, because Willie eased me into Mack’s situation. I was prepared to meet a person with issues. After time, Mack dominated our friendship, and Willie sort of fell by the wayside.

I was in love. Everything about Mack endeared me. When the tragedy happened, Willie was front and center in support, understanding and love. Just as I knew he would be. And, my friendship took a back seat. Just as I knew it would.

I watched the two of them from a distance, taking a step back into the shadows where an outsider belongs when grief enters the circle of a long time friendship.

Quietly, as events began to unfold, Willie again faded away, and Mack’s focus shifted. Or more succinctly, it was shifted for him. Through the grief of a new friend, I came face to face with the reason I was drawn to the two of them at this particular time in my life, as opposed to 7 months ago when Veronica wanted me to meet them. I shied away then. It wasn’t time. I know that now. Now was the perfect time.

Through Mack, with astounding clarity, I began to see God for the Spirit Being that He is. And through God – and this book – I now understand.

Bravo! A Tour de Force for Wm. Paul Young


* the Holy Spirit
** domestic, simple, plain, homely
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