Mark Twain on Friendship
“Friendship is a close ally to sunshine and has a way of nurturing us when we feel discouraged or unappreciated.”
~Quote from my friend, Vincenzo. To see more of his writing, visit his WordPress blog, here: whirl.wind.rider
I saw this on my oldest daughter’s Instagram last night: ↓
I commented to her, as shown below – me being Squirrelmix: ↓
Then, I went to my own Instagram and posted this picture: ↓
Today, I look at Instagram and I see this by my daughter: ↓
And her comments/hashtags that were under the pic: ↓
That’s all. Have a great day!
I’ve got to squeeze some fun into life,
lest life squeeze all the fun out of me.
The first time I heard this song was on a warm summer’s evening here in our little cowboy town in BC, in a huge tent, played on acoustic guitar by a guy named Cam who was visiting from another city. Others too, cracked out their guitars and jammed. Anyone who knew the words sang along beautifully and with heart.
That was the church fellowship that I used to feel was like family.
Most of those people eventually turned their backs on me when I left the abusive ex, because of their misconceptions and misguided ideas, but God never will. He knows the whole story.
- The sun is shining.
- My two youngest kids are out at a children’s program with our behavior interventionist, where they are having fun, burning off energy, and I get a bit of quiet time to work.
- I have an excellent friend in Toronto with whom I have been having good conversation, and he is truly like a brother to me. He’s one of the few in-person friends I have (he used to live in BC, and we have been to each other’s homes) who has stuck with me through thick and thin. Bro, if you’re reading this, you already know how grateful I am for you, but here you can see it again. (And if anyone else is reading this, please don’t get the wrong impression. This is truly a brother-sister kind of friendship and he also knows my husband. I could write a whole blog entry on how much I thank God for this friend, and maybe I will someday.)
- The microwave oven we ordered to replace the one that blew up last week is waiting to be picked up at the Sears pickup store.
- My oldest daughter, who is in long-term rehab, is finally allowed to receive and write letters. I am doing the Snoopy dance on the inside, even though I am still exhausted from adrenal burnout.
Let’s not push it under the rug, or push it to the side, because, no matter what, it’s going to keep coming up. You know, if you never deal with that dirt up under the carpet, it’s going to get larger and larger, and it’s going to keep coming up.
Listening to this song, I think of my friend who has also been my family doctor for many years. He is the most compassionate and wise person I have ever met.
He was my friend before he was my doctor.
He is still my friend before my doctor.
When I was in the process of leaving the ex, my friend was there for me when everyone else in the church fellowship turned against me. Even my friend’s wife, who I had thought was my friend, turned on me.
He prayed for me. He heard my cries. He wished me happiness. He told me he loved me. Oh, not in an inappropriate way – just the love of a brother in Christ, as it ought to be.
As he stitched up my face a few months ago, my doctor friend asked me if I’d like to study the book of Job with him sometime. We never did get around to it, both of us having such busy lives, but maybe we will someday.
If you ever read this, my dear friend and brother in Christ, this song is for you, because I know you like it.
Tempted and tried, we’re oft made to wonder
Why it should be thus all day long
While there are others living about us
Never molested though in the wrong
When death has come and taken our loved ones
It leaves our home so lonely and drear
Then do we wonder why others prosper
Living so wicked year after year
Farther along we’ll know all about it
Farther along we’ll understand why
Cheer up my brother, live in the sunshine
We’ll understand it all, by and by
Faithful ’til death, said our loving Master
A few more days to labor and wait
Toils of the road will then seem as nothing
As we sweep through the beautiful gates
”Lend yourself to others, but give yourself to yourself.”
– Michel de Montaigne
(Seen at the blog of Daina’s Book)
I read Addie Zierman’s blog entry Spiritual Journey: The Mad Season.
Under her blog entry, I read a comment by a reader named Eric, which basically described how he hand-held a friend when that friend needed hand-holding.
To that, I said this:
“This gives another dimension to “taking the Lord’s name in vain”.
My goodness, “let go and let God” just doesn’t help when I’m in the depths of despair.
From my experience, love in action with elbow grease, driven by God’s love, gets better mileage than the best of intentions in even the most carefully worded platitudes.”