Friends?

 

What is a friend? Do I really know? Do I have any? Am I a friend? I went to Merriam Webster Dictionary, and to paraphrase, a friend is someone with whom you have an attachment to, someone you deem worthy, special, important in your life. I was aghast to find included was the following; a specified list on a social network! Are you kidding? Surely Merriam and Webster would be appalled that their dictionary had gone this far into stretching the word friend to include a list!

Noah Webster, Jr., was more than a lexicographer. A prolific writer and editor, Noah’s blue-backed spellers taught children to read and spell for generations. Born in 1758, he would be appalled at the state of education today, where spelling books are a thing of the past, and indeed, technology has reduced words to one letter symbols strung together; LOL … laugh out loud! I think Noah would be COL … crying out loud!

If you can count your friends on one hand you are blessed. I’ve heard this for years. Does my family count? That would include more names than my fingers and toes; I’d have to start counting my teeth, too! Truly, I’m not sure my family members are the greatest place to start looking for friends. But, that discussion is for another time!

I attended seven different schools during my formative years; I settled on one university for my undergraduate and graduate studies. I am sure it is one of my major flaws, but honestly, I don’t remember having but three or four friends, one I truly remember, because we attended every high school game together and cheered until we were hoarse. Do I know where she is now? No. Have I ever tried to get in touch? No. Some friend I am, huh! 

As an adult, I had many friends I taught with over my thirty-seven year career, but, do I keep up with them? No. Why? I honestly don’t know! I grieve over this loss; a loss of what could have, might have been. I want to do better. I long to do better. How do I start?

The word time just flashed through my mind. Time spent with another individual is a gift to myself, and hopefully, a gift to them. Time is a commodity that has increasingly dwindled in our society of double, triple, and quadruple tasking. Time alone to listen, talk, share, and be focused on the other … is that friendship? Sounds right to me!

But wait, Dear Lord, You alone have known me before I was even a twinkle in my Daddy’s eye! You have cared for me, loved me, spent time with me, longed to be with me, Dear Lord, and I only gave You a meer nod as I bowed my head in church to pray. I didn’t really think that I was praying then; the preacher never said what was in my mind, so I didn’t really pay attention to those prayers. Sad to say, I haven’t much changed my feelings on corporate prayer. I digress. What I am trying to communicate is my thankfulness that You, Dear Lord, are there for me, forgiving me for not being there for You! I want to spend time with You, now; I do fervently pray Your ear will tune into my ramblings, as I pray my ear is tuned into Your still small voice. I want to be Your friend, Dear Lord, I want You for my friend, Dear Lord. Dare I ask that ? Dare I desire that? You are my Creator, Worthy of All Glory, Praise, and Honor. Time spent with You makes me whole; time with You gives me understanding where before there was none; time with You fills me with comfort, joy, peace, love, and hope of life eternal with You and with all those that went before me. Dear Lord, Father, Creator, Lover of my soul, please be my friend. I promise to be a better friend; Thank You for providing the hope of eternity to improve my half of this relationship.  Amen

 

There is a friend who sticks closer than a brother.  Proverbs 18:24

As iron sharpens iron, so one person sharpens another.  Proverbs 27:17

Two are better than one, because they have a good return for their labor: If either of them falls down, one can help the other up. But pity anyone who falls and has no one to help them up.  Ecclesiastes  4:9-10

My command is this: Love each other as I have loved you. Greater love has no one than this: to lay down one’s life for one’s friends. You are my friends if you do what I command. I no longer call you servants, because a servant does not know his master’s business. Instead, I have called you friends, for everything that I learned from my Father I have made known to you.  John 15:12-15

I immediately thought of the hymn, What a Friend We Have in Jesus; I offer another hymn new to me, Friendship with Jesus. 
Words: Joseph C. Ludgate 1898   Music: Stephen C. Foster 1826-1864

 

Friendship with Jesus

A friend of Jesus! Oh, what bliss
That one so weak as I
Should ever have a Friend like this
To lead me to the sky!

Refrain:
Friendship with Jesus!
Fellowship divine!
Oh, what blessed, sweet communion!
Jesus is a Friend of mine.

A Friend when other friendships cease,
A Friend when others fail,
A Friend who gives me joy and peace,
A Friend when foes assail! [Refrain]

A Friend when sickness lays me low,
A Friend when death draws near,
A Friend as through the vale I go,
A Friend to help and cheer! [Refrain]

A Friend when life’s short race is o’er
A Friend when earth is past,
A Friend to meet on Heaven’s shore,
A Friend when home at last! [Refrain]

 

 

3 thoughts on “Friends?”

  1. Thoughts today Well said my sister and friend !

    Margaret Smith, ABR®, CRS®, GRI®, SRES® Coldwell Banker Caine Cell & Text: (864) 270-1108

    “Celebrating 40 years in Greenville Real Estate”

    1. Thank you, sister Margaret. I’m so touched that you read this. I’m becoming too long-winded … God knows what I’m trying to say … He’s got others that need His attention, too. : )

  2. Thank you, sister Margaret. I’m so touched that you read this. I’m becoming too long-winded … God knows what I’m trying to say … He’s got others that need His attention, too. : )

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