Tuesday, July 15, 2008


I have just a few friends, but they are quality.

And that is much better than a lot of friends that do not tell me the truth about my shortcomings. Not because they are sadistic, but becuase they know that change in in my best interests. This type of conversation requires a courageous type of love that is built over time. And their observations are more welcome if we are preparing to eat something. And they have to be able to overcome my objections to their truth-telling by saying stuff like "I don't think that you are seeing this issue clearly." I want my friends to remind me of my failings and the sufficiency of the Gospel in consecutive sentences. I am thankful that God has seen fit to provide me with a few, but high quality, friends.

I wonder what it was like to be friends with Jesus when He was here on earth? I bet it was great and fearsome at the same time. Especially since He knew the intentions of your heart and the thoughts in your head. But when the chips were down, I think that Jesus knew when to listen.

The End.

1 comment:

Kelley said...

That is a really lovely tribute to your friends. I only have a few close friends but I listen to their advice and council because they know me so well.