A friend is someone who understands your past, believes in your future, and accepts you just the way you are.
I just had lunch with my childhood friend, Ellen. We have been through baby dolls, Barbie dolls, boyfriends, marriage, babies, children, teenagers, and now grandchildren together. I think we have been able to read each other’s minds long before we were even first graders.
Here as we turn the corner on middle age, we still consider our visits “therapy” more than anything else. I cannot think of a thing I could confess to Ellen that would shock her or make her love me any less. She always calls me her touch-tone. I was really down about several things over the past couple of weeks, but I came away from lunch with Ellen feeling as though I had left the big fat elephant that had been standing on my chest behind. You know that feeling?
She brought me a funny birthday card with Lucy and Ethel on the front, and it sings in the off-key awful way that only Lucy Ricardo and Ethel Mertz could, “Friendship – friendship – just a perfect blendship.” Of course it is silly as can be and we sat in Bravo giggling like we were fifteen instead of fifty-eight! The front of the card says, “The smile of a friend is better than chocolate.”
My focus the last few days had been on so many negatives in my life coupled with worry (I know it’s a sin, I know…I know) about many things beyond my control. Just a silly card and the face to face conversation with my oldest and dearest friend, and life just feels better all over. A real visit beats e-mail everytime.
A merry heart doeth good like a medicine. Proverbs 15:13.
Laughter is such a Godly thing. I have to tell you one more thing that is bound to make you smile. This past weekend Charles was visiting with our four-year-old granddaughter, Katie. She has blonde curls and blue eyes like her mother. Charles’ once had a head of thick black hair, but it disappeared long before we met. As Katie began to tell him about one of her favorite cartoon friends, she described in great detail the character’s appearance. She was quite serious when she included in the description, “And, Papa, his head is growing through the top of his hair just like yours.”
It was really hard not to dissolve in laughter right there.
The economy is terrible, but laughter is free…and it’s good for your soul and your spirit and your body. So, please, Lord, help us all do more of it every day!
And thank you, Lord, extra specially for the parts of us that reflect your love to those around us.
I just had lunch with my childhood friend, Ellen. We have been through baby dolls, Barbie dolls, boyfriends, marriage, babies, children, teenagers, and now grandchildren together. I think we have been able to read each other’s minds long before we were even first graders.
Here as we turn the corner on middle age, we still consider our visits “therapy” more than anything else. I cannot think of a thing I could confess to Ellen that would shock her or make her love me any less. She always calls me her touch-tone. I was really down about several things over the past couple of weeks, but I came away from lunch with Ellen feeling as though I had left the big fat elephant that had been standing on my chest behind. You know that feeling?
She brought me a funny birthday card with Lucy and Ethel on the front, and it sings in the off-key awful way that only Lucy Ricardo and Ethel Mertz could, “Friendship – friendship – just a perfect blendship.” Of course it is silly as can be and we sat in Bravo giggling like we were fifteen instead of fifty-eight! The front of the card says, “The smile of a friend is better than chocolate.”
My focus the last few days had been on so many negatives in my life coupled with worry (I know it’s a sin, I know…I know) about many things beyond my control. Just a silly card and the face to face conversation with my oldest and dearest friend, and life just feels better all over. A real visit beats e-mail everytime.
A merry heart doeth good like a medicine. Proverbs 15:13.
Laughter is such a Godly thing. I have to tell you one more thing that is bound to make you smile. This past weekend Charles was visiting with our four-year-old granddaughter, Katie. She has blonde curls and blue eyes like her mother. Charles’ once had a head of thick black hair, but it disappeared long before we met. As Katie began to tell him about one of her favorite cartoon friends, she described in great detail the character’s appearance. She was quite serious when she included in the description, “And, Papa, his head is growing through the top of his hair just like yours.”
It was really hard not to dissolve in laughter right there.
The economy is terrible, but laughter is free…and it’s good for your soul and your spirit and your body. So, please, Lord, help us all do more of it every day!
And thank you, Lord, extra specially for the parts of us that reflect your love to those around us.
