Friendships
This page will grow because there are so many friends
in the world, because they all have their story, and because I'm
going to do my best to find as many of them as possible before I die.
Friends of the fourth kind
I have discovered there are four kinds of friends
in the world.
The first kind are acquaintances, people we see occasionally,
in church, at the gym, at the golf course. These people come and
go in our lives.
The second kind are the people we see often, at work,
neighbors, at the club. Circumstances dictate that they are in our
lives for reasons other than our own.
The third kind are good friends who we might go out
with from time to time, to the pub, to a movie, to the park, to
lunch. These friends are trustworthy and care about us. They love
us but maintain a distance.
The fourth kind are our kindred spirits. We can open our hearts to these friends
and often do. When we are down they listen, when we are up they
rejoice with us. These are the friends we can call at any hour,
never wondering if it's a convenient time because there is no inconvenient
time. They always return calls quickly and always want to see us.
These are the friends who truly love us for what we are, not for
what they want us to be. We can give and accept criticism with these
friends because we both want each other to be happy and be more than
we are today. These are the most special friends of all. These are
our soul mates.
You give me a sense of pride
When I see the way mankind treats the world,
I feel ashamed of being human.
When I see the way we treat each other,
I feel ashamed of being a person.
When I see the way some men treat women,
I feel ashamed of being a man.
But when I look at you,
at the way you treat your family and your friends,
at the way you treat your wife and yourself,
at the way you exercise your responsibilities,
at the values by which you live your life,
I begin to look at things a little differently.
I begin to feel proud again.
And I smile more...
Six beautiful little words
I listened to a gifted jazz musician tell a story
one evening,
about how he lost his girlfriend and sister to cancer in the same
month.
He had no music in his life anymore after that happened.
Then a friend spoke six little words that turned his world around.
"Come play with me for awhile" he said.
"Come play with me for awhile."
At a time when you are the most vulnerable,
and you need a friend in a special way,
most friends stay away because they are afraid.
Why are we all so afraid of being used?
Sometimes we just need someone to show us that
the world can still be a beautiful place. No strings attached.
Someday
For most of your life
you have been running away.
I understand you.
In a world where there is so much hurt,
this is the safest response.
I understand you.
But I am different.
I hope you will see this. I hope
you will come to understand me.
Someday...
Special friends
Tender, intimate friendships,
the next best thing to being there.
Being a Friend
If you want a friend,
you have to be a friend.
I have devoured your doubt
I told you it was possible
to love more than one.
I have devoured your doubt
and shown you a new world,
our world,
God's world.
If everyone thought as you do now
the devil would die
a quick and painless death
and you could roll over
and sleep in unguarded peace,
with the final, quiet knowledge
that I pose no threat to you...
Freedom, friendship, love, and flowers
A yellow rose is freedom and friendship.
A red rose is love and passion.
I wish for you
both yellow roses
and red roses
all the rest of your life.
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