I never was the popular girl in school. Never wanted to be. I always got along with most of the girls, but I didn't get very close. Left school without any silly school girl squabbles. But I longed for a bosom friend.
I had a sister only 15 months older and who could ask for anything better than a built-in full-time friend right in your own home.
But, all through school I had this desire to go deeper with a friend. But I wouldn't trust.
Since then, starting when I left home for the fist time at 19, I have been blessed.
Blessed with a friend who brings the warmth of light and love into your heart in the darkest of days.
A friend that you can call or text whenever and tell her the burden on your heart. Share your deep scars with her and she loves you anyway. Call with your joyful news that you are getting married and then a few years later that you are expecting. Pray for her when she has a scary spot on her back and she is getting married that year. A friend who tells you that you aren't allowed to say no, but she is going to do this wonderful thing for you anyway.
A friend who has moved away, but you miss her and wish her back so you could actually visit like you should have when she was closer.
Sister friends that tell you to believe that you are beautiful. And love you regardless of all your flaws and they know just how many you have because they have grown up with you and put up with you. Sister friends who cry with you over marred bodies and broken relationships and they know the pain and how it hurts just as much as you do and they are only ever a phone call away. And they pray for you and dare you to live life fully and wholly for the Lord.
A friend who prays for you when the pregnancy tests keep failing.
A friend that holds a cup of tea with you and shares struggles and joys of mothering.
A friend who helps you through the hard parts in life. And nurtures you and encourages you and tells you that you are doing a great job and keep on doing it and shows up just as you have received a scary phone call. And prays for you and your family. And offers help whenever she sees a need. And always greets you with a cheery hello and lives life for her Lord in a sacrificial way.
A friend who brings who brings you meals because she has extra in her freezer. And makes you laugh and dance in her kitchen and bring happiness in your heart.
A friend who wants to meet at least once a month as families to grow our friendship further. Who understands fear and wants to look it in the face with you and move on. A friend who writes a prayer for you and sends it to you in the post, not just on a screen.
A friend who holds me in his arms and puts up with all kinds of emotions and crazy ideas and serves me with his life and loves me as Christ loves His bride.
A friend who sticks closer than a brother and has loved me enough to truly, amazingly give His life for me.
I am blessed. I have a friend. I am abundantly blessed for I have more than I even asked for.
I pray for the grace that I may truly be the friend that that these friends have been for me.
Reflecting and writing on the word prompt given here for Five Minute Friday at Lisa-Jo's place.
This week the prompt is: Friend
Officially, the rules are:
2. Link up at Lisa-Jo's and invite others to join in.
3. And then absolutely, no ifs, ands or buts about it, you need to visit the person who linked up before you & encourage them in their comments. Seriously. That is, like, the rule. And the fun. And the heart of this community...