In the comments I’ve made mention of my spry, red-headed editor. But this woman, let’s just call her “Frau M,” deserves some direct recognition. Let me state this plainly- this blog would be b.o.r.i.n.g if I were working alone.
This is how it goes with us: I crank out an uber-serious, way-too-heavy post and send it to her. When it comes back to me, it is actually worth reading. I have learned not to bother straining my brain to invent an intro or conclusion, because Frau M effortlessly rolls out something better. As I review her modifications (and sometimes all-out re-writes) I have been known to disrupt the Starbucks patrons at the table next to me with my outbursts of laughter. The content is still mine, but oh so much better. As she put it, “I feel like I pry the actual you out of your post when I tweak them”. Yes. A much wittier, more-fun-to-read me.
Why do I share this with you, my dear blogging friends? Because I am not great. If I ever do an interview on Leno or the like (big dreams for this small-potatoes blogger), I shall be a severe disappointment. Because what gives this blog legs is not one tired stay-at-home mom finding breaths of spare moments to read, research, respond and write, but two tired stay-at-home mothers working together. (That whole bon-bon shtick on this post? Yeah, we had a good laugh over that one.)
And that illustrates an important point. Often times Christians wrongly exalt married love as the ultimate relationship in this earthly life. But godly friendships and love within the church is the one brand of human love that no Christian can live without. It’s the bringing together of different people with different gifts that God uses to forward His kingdom. Marriage isn’t a requirement for spiritual growth and for living on-mission for Christ. But being in close relationship with other believers is. And when friends unite for a common calling, there is glory to behold.
So the next time you find yourself snickering over a line from this blog, whisper a prayer of thanks for Frau M. Without her, you would find my posts obscenely dull. Or more likely, you simply would not read it at all.