We felt Tony needed to visit Dudley Daniel to chat about our future with NCMI. (See Post 73) We were still feeling isolated and wanted some clarity regarding relationships and expectations. Dudley was living in L.A. but we felt the long trip was absolutely vital.
Tony had a dream a few months before going. He dreamt he was walking in a park with Dudley, pouring his heart out. Dudley was listening and encouraging him. When he met Dudley, it was just as it had been in his dream. They went for a walk. Tony talked and Dudley listened. There were lots of questions and explanations. When Dudley asked about our financial situation, he was visually upset to hear we weren’t getting enough regular support. We hadn’t spoken about it so he had no idea. He was also surprised to hear that so few of his team were coming to help us with our training.
Tony came home armed with a fax/answer machine, a thousand apologies from Dudley and his assurance that things would be different. We were grateful and relieved to hear that. We knew we could not have continued the way we were going.
Friendships were important to us. Not just wordy, whimsical friendships, but real ones. Deep ones. Agape ones. Ones that were going to last forever. Friends who were like brothers and sisters. People who knew our kids and their friends. Friends who loved India and knew our Indian family. People who knew and loved what we were doing.
When we were in a dark, lonely place we found ourselves asking the questions, “Who are our friends? Where are our friends? Who can we call? Who would come if the wheels came off our lives?” There was a bigger question. “Who are going to be our friends ‘til the day we die?”
Friendships based on what we were doing didn’t seem to cut it. We had hundreds of visitors. People loved what we were doing and many expressed the desire to be involved in our future. Those friendships were great while they lasted, but they didn’t last. It seemed to be “out of sight, out of mind.” They flew home and we never heard from them again.
Many who visited asked what they could do to help. We got to a point where we replied, “Do you really want to know or are you just asking?” Most were just asking so we didn’t feel the need to tell them what we needed. Some left us with promises to send finances for our training and projects. They took our bank details and never used them. We learnt to deal with disappointment.
We weren’t completely friendless. Sometimes it just seemed that way. There were people who would have come at the drop of a hat. We were so grateful to have them in our lives.
The most important lesson we learnt in those early days was that to put our confidence in man was NOT a good idea. How many times had we unintentionally failed our friends? How often had we not been able to come up with the goods? How many times had we over-promised and under-delivered?
There was only One we could rely on. Only One who would never let us down. He would always answer and He would always provide. His timing was always perfect even though we so often thought He was late; or just VERY slow.
The Long and Winding Road 