So every once in a while, I link up with the lovely people over at Five Minute Friday. We get our writing prompt from the Amazing Lisa-Jo Baker and then we write for 5 minutes, non-stop, no editing, no back-tracking. I thought I would participate today since I am apparently slacking again on the ol’ site. If you want to participate, click here.
Friend is a very emotional word for me. I know that probably sounds ridiculous, but it’s true. When I hear that word, when I see it, when I say it, my heart feels this thud, this dull ache, and at the same time this incredible joy. How is that so? Well, for most of my life I have been fortunate to know a lot of great people, to even befriend them. But I haven’t been that great at being a real friend. And it took some major upheaval in my life to make me see that. So the dull ache, the thud in my heart, comes from that place, that lesson I had to learn the hard way. At the same time, my heart skips a beat when I realize that He is my friend. It does this little happy dance when I sit in the realization that He wants to be my friend – that He calls me His friend. I can learn a lot from Him about friendship, about relationship, about life. I want to be an amazing friend – someone who feels the need to show love and grace more than the need to correct or fix others. I want to be the kind of friend that is comfortable with the silence, the distance or the space needed at different times in life. I especially want to be the kind of friend that He was and is – always gracious, always forgiving, always loving and always present. It’s the least I can do for others, right? It’s what He does for me.