'when we honestly ask ourselves which person in our lives means the most to us, we often find that it is those who, instead of giving advice, solutions, or cures, have chosen rather to share our pain and touch our wounds with a gentle and tender hand. the friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair or confusion, who can stay with us in an hour of grief and bereavement, who can tolerate not knowing, not curing, not healing and face with us the reality of our powerlessness, that is a friend who cares.' henri nouwen, 'out of solitude'. . . . my jacci is a huge inspiration. i'm pretty sure she saved my life from certain doom. let me tell you about her. . full-time missionary in Mexico for several years, now in South Africa on an even bigger mission. i met her in Mexico, on a college spring break mission trip back in 1999. at the end of the week, she asked if she could disciple me. for life. she must've taken one look at me and thought 'she needs HELP!'. . this was God's grace to me. she took it seriously, too. i can't tell you how many times i have laid in her lap, crying, because God's work in my life HURT. you know what i mean? when you have to change, for the better, it is usually really hard. she has seriously disciplined me, also. hard stuff, especially when she and i were also very good friends. but man, i love her for that. the above picture epitomizes my every thought about jacci. uplifting. lover of Jesus. in constant prayer. i miss her with all of my being. and i am so thankful to my Father for blessing my life with hers. stay the course, jac.