Friends Forever




I wanted to say just the right thing about friends.  The ones I had in high school were just someone to pal around with at lunch and phys ed.  They helped me learn to skate, we talked on the phone about tests and television. I only went shopping once with one of them once, her driving was frightful and she was amused that I called my mother to tell her where I was and what time to be home.  I loved my mother and would not have had her to worry, I guess they didn’t see it that way.

She married at 17. I was a Christian at 11, and a 17 yr. old who would not go to an R rated movie. So I went once with a couple of other friends, who later married each other, and I would never have guessed that.  I liked a couple of boys who liked baseball and so did I, I even got interested in football to fit in, but they weren’t friends.

There was one boy, Steve, who I had gone all the way through school with, we became Christians on the same Friday at chapel and sobbed into each others arms at the altar after hearing the story of the crucifixion.  I lost touch with him, but I think he was a friend.

One of his friends, I didn’t care for much at first, but I sat next to him in ninth grade. He was funny and smart, listened to me, except about doing his math, he appeared to genuinely love the Lord and his family. He had two or three sisters, I can’t recall. I was friends with the oldest, Kelli, she was cute and very sweet.  My mother often drove us to school and we got kidded for coming in together.

On the last day of school, one year, he told me he was going to kiss me…everyone was out throwing M&M ‘s at each other in the hall and I steered clear of everyone that day,  I just wanted to go home. Isn’t high school crazy. I didn’t get the kiss, and he moved away.

If I look back at friends, I know that there a couple I overlooked, they were sweet and I should have paid more attention to them.  One loved to read the stories I wrote. I know I didn’t spend enough time with her. One was a singer, who really was sweet to me, and she could belt out the solos in church, she moved on.

Maybe, you know someone like that, the one that’s left out. Picked on, even after school, there are people you might work with, or even at church, say hello and see what happens. Or even the one who is popular but needs a real friend.

Upon entering my 20’s, they were just memories. I heard about a marriage or a baby and the comment about where was my third novel, not calls, dinner or a card. I didn’t really search them out either, still haven’t with Facebook or anything. In a day when you can friend or unfriend someone so easily, I’m sure friendship is even more fleeting.  That’s why if you have a kindred spirit, hang on to that person, man or woman, yes you can have platonic friends, but your husband or wife should be the best one besides a parent, or Jesus, of course.

A real friend will keep in touch, go out to lunch, go to the mall.  They will will also know when you’re tired and let you rest.  They won’t push you into doing the wrong things if you are a Christian.  They will listen to you and not always be talking about themselves, what they think or how they see it and not always want you to solve their problems. They won’t always ask you for money.  If they borrow it, they’ll pay it back. Or the dress or the book, they’d wash your car if you loaned it.  Or buy some gas. They will pick up the check sometimes.

Your dog will like them. Dogs are an excellent judge of people.  I think this why I confided so much n my poodle, Cozy, I could tell her anything. I worry about people that dogs don’t like.

People who love you lighten your load, they don’t burden you. You may minister to some people who are not going to be friends. You will have many acquaintances. You will have friends, but only a couple of really close ones. Choose them wisely, with the help of your best friend, Jesus.

Jesus call us friends if we do as He says. So my servant heart actually has a friend in Jesus. Rebecca Jones / Ana Francisconi, pexels, thank you.