I have friends. Some have come and gone. Some have stayed. Some show up or chat or talk if I contact them. They are all sizes and shapes. They have different personalities. I adore my friends. Old and newer. But I have one friend. A God gift friend. The kind of friend that God has used to show His hands, His compassion, His humor. I have been blessed. And when I am having a pity party, I try to remember how having such a friend has been a gift that some people never have. God knew my need. He knew for always how I am not a big group person.
She is not like me. She is one of those nice, likable people. People flock to be near her.
She is kind. She is patient. She is....fun. Downright fun. She's real. She's totally imperfect. I have spent many times wishing that I could have such an easy personality. But, in recent times, I have stopped. I have actually found that I like who I am. That I am also a friend to myself. Not the person that everyone flocks to....but, I have my own things that I know I have.
I intend to learn to be a friend. A real friend. Not one that makes them all happy....but who cares with a deep heart. Who loves and is loyal. Who is kind. Even in truthful.
blessings.
She is not like me. She is one of those nice, likable people. People flock to be near her.
She is kind. She is patient. She is....fun. Downright fun. She's real. She's totally imperfect. I have spent many times wishing that I could have such an easy personality. But, in recent times, I have stopped. I have actually found that I like who I am. That I am also a friend to myself. Not the person that everyone flocks to....but, I have my own things that I know I have.
I intend to learn to be a friend. A real friend. Not one that makes them all happy....but who cares with a deep heart. Who loves and is loyal. Who is kind. Even in truthful.
blessings.
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