A Tribute to Friends
By Marla Solorzano
Throughout this past year, I have
heard over and over that you cannot make lasting friendships over
the Internet, yet that is exactly what I have and continue to
do. I would not be here today, on the brink of going forth in
the call that God has for me, if it weren't for four very special
For the most part they would say
that they did nothing. But I know better, and what follows is
just a part of the "nothing" they did this past year.
In December of 1999, I was diagnosed
with a large acoustic neuroma tumor in the brain and had major
surgery on March 31,2000. After 12 hours of surgery, I woke up
to a new reality. I was now a freelance writer who could not think,
spell, see correctly, walk, or do any of the things that the day
before had been automatic. I had little ability left to do anything,
yet knowing I had spent five years in college and still had two
teens homeschooling at home.
In early summer, a friend of mine
gave me a computer, and I found a group of friends that patiently
spent hours letting me type messages to them as the message box
moved. When I was discouraged, they would give me a hand and pull
me from the pit. As I re-taught my eyes to track, we graduated
to more people and then I started teaching the word on the web.
Eventually, as my confidence came back I began writing simple
lessons to Pastora (a woman with a very full plate of her own
work) and she would always patiently edit and correct. Until the
day came when my proof reading skills started to return, she faithfully
read and edited. I then began to cluter her box with fewer manuscripts
and began to rely on spell check.
For months, the doctors refused
to give me rehabilitation, as I could not yet do one thing that
said it was possible. But this small group of friends knew the
meaning of the scripture that says:" He sent his word and healed
them, and delivered them from their destructions.-Psalms 107:20"
They kept giving me the word, which never comes back void, until
I was once again thinking clear enough to know that I had been
healed and needed to exercise my faith to that end.
Now, slightly more than a year
later, I know that I know that Jesus touched me and made me whole.
God has shown that nothing is impossible for him. I am once again
writing, walking, and preparing to join one of these special friends
in serving the Lord. For I know that the Lord, indeed, has made
The word of God says to give thanks
in all things, and to this end I say thank you to each of you
for being there. Betty, as the Lord has used you so much in my
life, he desires to use you even more in the future. And to Pen,
who is faithful to bring forth the word, in all situations-know
that God has a plan for your life, way beyond what you know or
see at this moment. Belva, God will use this past year, in your
own life, as a testimony for him, as you continue to trust in
the Lord in all things. And finally, Pastora, you have been a
light when all seemed dark and I thank you for being there.
There is a wonderful gift that
the Lord has given each of us, and it is called friendship. It
is a wonderful thing to be a friend.
|Marla Solorzano is a mother of six natural
children and raising one granddaughter freelance writer
and public speaker.