One of my friends is a freak. Actually, most of them are, but one in particular more than others. Yes, she runs marathons and Death Races and is the motivation behind every insane fitness activity I have ever taken part in.  She is crazy, but not just crazy.  She really is a freak. 8 years ago, when I met this friend, she was much quieter.  I didn’t know at the time, but when I met her she had only months earlier had her 2nd child, a little boy. I have never met my friend’s 2nd born. One minute, she was happy and pregnant and expecting what by all accounts should have been a happy and healthy baby boy just like her first.  The next, she was in premature labour at 29 weeks, having an emergency c-section and just like that, Baby Matthew came into this world for a moment looking perfect but inside, having no kidneys and no ability to survive.  And just as fast as he arrived, he was gone.  Leaving a mother and father and older brother to wonder what his Maker was thinking. And the most wonderfully amazing thing about my freak friend – she never forgot that question.  What was Matthew’s Creator thinking?  Why did he bring a little boy into this world only to take him back so soon?  What did he want her to learn? And I believe it is in the answer to that question that my freaky friend found who she was created to be. I have never in my life met someone who has seen a loss like hers and not just overcome but allowed it to re frame her entire purpose.  In her…