I recently spent an awesome evening with a group of special ladies. Some I've known for years, others I met that night. We had a great time. Lots of laughter, lots of Jesus and a few tears.
I marvel at friendships. They come and go. The really strong ones endure a lifetime. The best ones find their way back to each other after a misunderstanding. Why? Because the people involved were humble enough to admit their mistakes and apologize. Those are the strongest. Those are the most cherished. Those are the best.
As women, we tend to guard our friendships and not always let new girls in. I've heard it said that men need women for intimacy and women need women for companionship. Maybe even as the mother they needed and never received. Don't mess with momma-she's a lion. I don't get these relationships. Aren't there plenty of us to go around? Can't we welcome someone new into the pride? Is this still third grade and are we on the playground? I'm warmed to my toes that the ladies I have just started to get to know don't fall into that category. Everyone has a swing on our playground. And everyone is invited to soar as high as they are able.
It is hard to maintain our friendships though. We are in a constant state of go, go, go! Go pick up the kids, go to the store, go out with our husbands-and not only to Menard's please honey-go do some volunteering, go to work... If we are lucky we run into our friends at the grocery store or mall. We chat for a bit and then we are on the go again.
When I'm overwhelmed, I go to my Bible. (Best place to go.) As I'm comforted by God's word and all that Jesus did, I see He had some pretty wonderful friends Himself. His disciples started out fairly clueless but they got the hang of it as time went on. They took up Christ's work. Many of them lost their lives because of it. Yes, it was God's plan for them but it all started out as a friendship. A common thread. Listening to the call of Jesus. A finer thing to be sure.
Tuesday, March 22, 2011
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