They had no idea how much their visit meant and that they “made my day.” We talked about real things, not the weather. They had suffered a significant loss this year and we all talked about how much we all missed her. She asked kindly about my struggles. I knew I could share, or not, and they would be ok with either way the conversation went. We didn’t pray but we talked about prayer. We talked about how God is working in our lives, today, yesterday and recently. We all agreed that God was good. He shared about how he asks God to be a blessing to someone each day and the marvelous “divine encounters” he has experienced. She talked about a great message she had heard, but did so after she had evidenced how much she cared for me. Listening to her was like drinking in cool water after being out in the hot sun all day without a drink. Her words soothed my soul because she talked about Jesus and encouraged me. It was real fellowship, the way it is supposed to be. They had no idea how much they encouraged me. They came as friends, but truly, they are ministers.