I've recently went over the 600 mark for my friends list on Facebook. As I've gone through life, I've had the privilege of meeting a good quantity of quality people. Facebook has been fun being able to catch up with some friends from high school, college, and a lot of the places we've visited since we started traveling. Some on my friends list are mere acquaintances. Some are old friends. Some are new. How overwhelming it is to look back through my life and see that God has always been with me and provided me with such a healthy supportive group of friends.
But here's the one thing I've learned about friends: You can pick your friends, and you can pick your nose. But you can't pick your friend's nose. No wait, that's not right. Scratch that.
I've learned that there are many people you can call friends along the way, but true friends are few and far between. In that I mean those people that will drop everything to help you with anything anytime. It's those people that rejoice when you rejoice, cry when you cry, lend an encouraging word when you're down, and speak in loving truth when you're too high.
I'm so blessed to have my wife, Katie, as my best friend. I love her with all that I am.
I'm so blessed to have so many that call me their friend.
But most of all, I'm so blessed to have such a relational God that loves me for who I am because He uniquely created me that way. Christ even sticks closer than a brother.
Now, let's all sing together Michael W. Smith's infamous song, "Friends." "Friends are friends forever, when the Lord's the Lord of them."
No wait, that's not right either. Scratch that too. I hate that song!