waiting...tick tick

It is now 12:42 am on Wednesday and I will leave in 30 minutes to pick Dean up from the airport. Way past my usual bed-time (unless I get into a book and then I have been known to stay up past 2 am - it is always, "Just one more chapter.")

Since I have 30 minutes, I am reading a chapter in The Message and writing something here. This verse strikes me as I read Job 6: "When desparate people give up on God Almightly, their friends, at least, should stick with them."

What would make you walk away from a friend? Many of our friendships are so cheap that we sell them for an insult or a misunderstanding or a moment of hurt and even just because it becomes inconvenient. Unfortunately, I have been in religious and church settings where the slightest hint of scandal or shame caused all the so-called faithful and righteous friends to scurry away from embarrassing or sinful scenes. Jesus was a friend of sinners and I can't really think of many people who aspire to imitate Christ in this area.

Real friends never leave. Even if you ignore them for long periods of time, perhaps reject their advances, and even change your beliefs, real friends are still there...waiting.

1:06 am. Time to change my clothes and pick up my best friend.

Comments

Jen said…

you are my real friend Matte! Thank you for not changing and staying 'you' even when I ran away!

12:04 AM

shane magee said…

sin is too easily a cause to reject someone else. i am a sinner. and friendship is under-rated!

12:35 PM

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