A reflection on the gift of friendship.
I left the kids home with my husband for the entire. Saturday. morning. while I went out to Mass, breakfast, and Adoration with another mom friend.
We were able to actually pray during Mass (imagine that). We talked and laughed for over an hour as we ate our entire breakfast without sharing (another miracle). Then we spent a half hour in the adoration chapel in silence (I saw your jaw drop at that one)!
Understatement of the year: We had a great time.
I am so incredibly thankful for my friend, and for the morning we spent together.
Let us pray.
Lord Jesus, You are fully human. You know the value of friendship.
You had close friends: the twelve Apostles. You spent every day with them. You shared the thoughts from the bottom of Your heart with them. You listened to their concerns and answered with compassion.
You fished with them, ate with them, traveled with them, joked with them. You even saved them from storms once or twice.
In Your public ministry, You were often called to spend time with crowds. You taught them, healed them, and ministered to them.
But they went back home.
Many may have seen You as a celebrity or looked up to You as a great teacher. But only a few stayed close to You day-in and day-out. Only a few know, not just Your public personality, but also Your private, comfortable, intimate one. While You spoke to the crowds in parables, You explained everything to Your friends. You took them into Your confidence. You became familiar and vulnerable to them.
We have many acquaintances too.
We run into people in the grocery store, or at Church, or social gatherings. And we speak to them in parables. How are you? Oh, I’m fine, you? We trade stories with many layers of meaning hidden under the surface.
And then we go back home.
We may genuinely care for those people, and the words we say are honest enough, but they stay on the surface.
Then there are the people who know the inner workings of our life. Our family. Our close friends. Our spouse. We don’t just share stories, we share our heart. We talk about dreams, failings, fears. We divulge the many layers underneath the surface. We see the makings of the entire person.
We go deeper where others only have the opportunity to scratch the surface.
“A faithful friend is a sturdy shelter…”
Lord, You give us the gift of friendship.
It brings us blessings in the good times as well as the bad. You kept Your friends close to You in Your ministry, during the joy of Palm Sunday, but also during the Passover, when You needed their support for Your coming suffering.
You brought them into the Garden of Gethsemane with You. They… fell asleep… Okay, so they weren’t exactly the MOST supportive friends at the moment…
But Your beloved friend, the Apostle John, never left Your side. He was there right up to the foot of cross. And even though he couldn’t take Your pain away, he could be there for You. And so he was. In Your last words to him, You let him know that his presence meant so much to You.
He was more than a friend.
He became family.
In times of trouble is when we find true friendship. Not everyone will stick around, but those who do will make a world of difference to us. They become more than friends. They become family.
I thank You, Jesus, for the gift of friendship.
Thank You for the blessing of joy and fun during the good times, and support during the bad. Help me cherish my friends and be the kind of friend You call me to be.
Lord Jesus, I thank You especially for the friend you gave me this weekend.
She has stood by me through the difficulties of life. And even though she can’t solve my problems, it means the world to me that we are in this together.
She is a sturdy shelter.
She is more than a friend.
She has become another sister to me.
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