Today, we were going to have dinner with a missionary couple
serving in the Philippines who are soon going back home but they were not able
to come because the sister was ill and couldn’t make it. I don’t think there
will be another opportunity to be together and that was the case with two other
couples who came and went home but we never really met. It was almost like we
never knew them. I don’t want this to happen again. I want to really get to
know this amazing couples as they come and serve and so this is why I am sharing this post
from an article I saw on friendship. Enjoy!
“I lost a friend. She was a widowed mother of two, working full
time to provide a life for her son and daughter. She was kind and energetic.
She was happy and involved. We chatted as we picked up our boys from each other’s
houses and exchanged greetings over the back fence. She took my son to the
splash pad, and I had hers over for movie night. She was a good mom who loved
her kids, but now she is gone, and I am left wondering: Did she know I was her
friend?
I was planning on getting closer to her. I wanted to have her
family over for dinner. I thought about stopping by one day to help clean up
the house. I meant to ask if I could take her kids so she could have a night
off. Once life was a little less busy, I was going to take the time to really
get to know her. My best intentions are now all too late.
I hope she had close friends. I hope
she wasn’t lonely. I hope someone knew about her health problems and was
watching out for her. It is incredible that in a world crammed full of people
and buzzing with social media connections, so many of us feel all alone. I hope
she didn’t feel that way. I really wanted to be her friend; I was planning on
it, I just hadn’t gotten around to it.
And so, I have decided that being
friendly is just not enough. Being a real friend is what matters. We need to
know each other. We need to care. We need to love. We need to include and
invite. Not everyone has a mother or sister or best friend waiting in the
wings. Sometimes friendship is not easy. Sometimes relationships take work.
Sometimes outgoing people are friendless. Sometimes we have to expand our
circle until it is about to burst and we think we can’t have one more person in
our lives, but we can. It’s why we are here, what else is more important?
Real friends call on birthdays and
stop by just to say hello. Real friends watch out for your children and have
your back when no one else will. Real friends do what is inconvenient, they
make time for you and make you feel wanted. Real friends cry with you and want
the very best for you. Real friends watch you make mistakes and forgive you.
Real friends know you, really know you, and they love you anyway.
That is who I should have been for
her. It may not have made a difference today, but it may have made her previous
days a little brighter, a little less difficult, a little more enjoyable and a
little less lonely. She may have had one more person in her corner. I could
have been that person.
I am now left wondering what was so
important…a load of laundry? A soccer carpool? An email? It all seems frivolous
now as I think about her two children who are left wondering, “What’s next?”
So, for her, Let’s be better. Let’s
stop just “doing what we are supposed to do,” and start truly caring and loving
each other. It’s more than a quick plate of cookies or a smile and a wave.
Let’s take time even when we don’t have any; Let’s slow down and see a need;
Let’s stop thinking about what is best for only our family.
I will be better. I will find energy
even when it feels like I am running on empty; I will listen when I want to
talk, and I will pray for more strength when mine is gone. I will re-teach
myself how to be a friend, even to those who might be different, needy, or
closed and I will find joy in the process of loving, serving and connecting
with them.
If the question, “Did she know I was
her friend?” ever arises again, I want to say with confidence, “Of course, she
knew. We were wonderful friends.”
Con amor,
Vero
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