This morning was very sad

. I'm a guy and honestly there ain't to many other guys I call friends. But I did develop a close friendship with my Amish friend.
Today was moving day, my wife reminded me two days ago, that they planned to have the semi loaded and on the road by noon today. But somehow it slipped my mind. When I rolled out of bed on my knees to pray this morning the memory came back to me in a huge way. So I got over to their house about 9:00 AM.
There must have been 50 Amish men, boys and woman and girls there packing, cleaning and loading up the truck. Two big long vans also for them to ride in. I stopped in the drive as I walked up and took a big deep breath trying to fight back the sadness of what I felt in my heart.
I found my friend and is only son (5) packing up one of the bed rooms. I spoke with him and told him "Thank You for being a Friend, even if you don't realize it, you taught me how to be a better man. I believe God, puts good people in our life like you, to help us see our own faults and show us how to improve ourselves".
Now granted this is the very first time we ever spoke of God before. But I must have said the right thing because I seen smile and a tear flow down his cheek. Then he said, "yes, yes you are right, God does and I've learned a lot from you also, you showed me, what it's like to not be greedy". Then he said "everytime you come over you unknowingly blessed the family." You would never take even a penny from us, eventhough we insisted, that is a very rare and often misunderstood gift you have, we had to get creative with paying you with pies" I laughed and then I shed a little tear also.
I helped him and his son pack a little. Then my freind stopped and reaffirmed something I've known for a long time when he said "You know we are no different than you are, we have our faults also" but his words somehow brought a new depth of understanding. I said "you are so right and once we all realize that simple truth and truly accept that we all have faults, it's then, when, we all start to heal and develop relationships like we have". He agreed and that, brought a huge smile to both our faces. The sadness I had just up and left me.
I left smiling and happy, just the exact opposite of when I pulled up. We agreed to keep in touch via snale mail. When I got home, my wife informed me I had it all wrong though. My friend is moving to Wisconsin, a 8 ~ 9 hour drive from here. It was his brother and his family that moved to WVa. That made me even more happy because my wife and I agreed that we expect one day to drop in for a visit, since it's really not all that far away
so for now and into the near future, no more Amish friend stories.