Somebody a lot smarter than I am said that “friends are the family you choose.” That’s true in a way. But friends are also gifts from God, people He puts in our path so we can help each other on our respective journeys.
I had no idea, when I was learning to tell time with friends like Sarah and David that we would still be offering each other friendship and support over 40 years later. Yesterday, I spent some time with some Auburn friends—Ginger, Lisa, and Brian—and was reminded of how many times we laughed our heads off about something ridiculous when we were all in school together. We talked about our friend Missey (that's one of my favorite pictures of her above). I didn't know, back in my college days, that those dear people and I—all of us strangers at first—would somehow remain connected over time and space.
One of my favorite passages in the Bible is in John. Jesus is spending some of his last hours on earth with his disciples, and He’s telling them how important the bond between them really is:
Greater love hath no man than this,
that a man lay down his life for his friends.
Ye are my friends,
if ye do whatsoever I command you.
Henceforth I call you not servants,
for the servant knoweth not
what his lord doeth:
but I have called you friends;
for all things that I have heard of my Father
I have made known unto you.
John 15: 13-15
That’s how it is with friends, right? Whatever we know, whatever we have that might help a friend, we want to share with them. True friendship, I think, taps into the divine in us, the part that reminds us we were created in God’s image.
Very thankful this morning for the friends I’ve been blessed with.