I watched my mom fall apart after losing an 18 year, 18 YEAR! friendship in a matter of a one evenings phone call. Since witnessing that and being there for my mom through the pain of losing that piece of her life- I have been skeptical of real friendship. I want to believe in real, genuine, God given friendship. I want it so bad, but just don't know if it really exists in this day and age. If we can really have a true friend all the days of our lives. We as a whole are too self absorbed to truly be a friend to someone else- myself included.
This was written in 1916 and can be found in the Farmers Almanac. This stirs my soul and makes me cry. I WANT this in my life and I want to be this in someone else's life. THIS is what God created friendship for. And I pray, somehow,one day we all find it in our lifetime.
He never investigates you.
When charges are made against you, he does not ask proof. He asks the accuser to clear out.
He likes you just as you are. He does not want to alter you.
Whatever kind of coat you are wearing suits him. Whether you have on a dress suit or a hickory shirt with no collar, he thinks it's fine.
He likes your moods, and enjoys your pessimism as much as your optimism.
He likes your success. And your failure endears you to him the more.
He is better than a lover because he is never jealous.