God-given Friendship

I saw you.

I'd never seen you before.

Too lost in the dark,

caught up in my own haze,

too weak to call out

or even the strength to be.

A hand reached down.

I knew that hand well.

He said "I saw your pain. I'm here."

He took hold of me,

breathed hope into me

and dispelled the dark shroud.

And then He was gone

and it was you I found.

You called back as you ran

"Come on.  Come with me."

And we ran forward together

and talked beside the open sea.

We shared our hearts 

and some really good coffee.

"I know that hand too" you said

"It's the same one that's rescued me".

We became friends 

as it had always been planned 

for us to be.

And He smiled.

His plan is always perfect you see.