I can be a terrible friend.
Being rather introverted I can go days without talking to my friends and be pretty happy. No, not happy about not talking to my friends, but contented because I am having time to myself. I can get so caught up in what is happening in my own life that when I see my friends there are times when I have trouble listening to what is going on in their lives because I want to talk about my life. Or I will get so caught up in my own thoughts that I have trouble following their thoughts as they are talking.
I know that at times it must seem to them that I don’t care, but even if they don’t realize it and even if I don’t show it, I care deeply for my friends. I am just really bad as showing it.
But my friends have blessed my life in many different ways throughout my life.
I have friends who I know I can turn to and depend on when things get rough. They are the ones who believe in me and accept me. They encourage me.
I have friends who are just fun to be around and hang out with. They make me laugh when I want to cry and sometimes laugh until I cry (or have an asthma attack). They include me, sometimes when I don’t even want to be included.
I have friends that I have never met face-to-face and yet I know that they are praying for me even as I write this.
I have friends who mentor me and teach me about the Lord and His grace, about what it means to be a godly woman.
I have friends who will fight for me and have fought for me. They are the people who have stood up for me when other people were spreading lies about me.
I have friends who do all of these things and I have friends who only do a few of these things.
But to all of my friends I want to say…I love you and thank you for blessing my life.