It’s Monday again … which means another opportunity to chase wonder together as we continue to explore the theme of journeys.
Here’s the question: What is your earliest memory of friendship? What is one way your life’s journey is different … dare I say “better” … because of friends?
Loretta, my childhood friend, from about 5? She had long, blonde hair (how I envied it, with my mad, out of control dark curls!). Friends from then - seventies, in the back garden school and birthday party friends. In short, I resonate VERY much with what Susan and Annette share in their comments, about meeting and journeying with truly special friends at this stage of my life, it is truly precious and such a gift from God.
I believe I was 5 at the time. There were very few children in the neighborhood. Now, as an older adult, and a Christian, my friendships are stronger. It is a journey, edifying and encouraging each other to get through this life with Jesus. It is a very special journey now.
When I was a child there were only a couple of girls who lived at my end of a very very long street in a residential neighborhood. I spent a lot of time doing lone things like roller skating, bike riding, reading, and playing on my own. I had friends and acquaintances at school and church, but I didn't have time to develop any of them nor did they live near me. It was in high school that I developed a best friend, both her and her sister became close to me for many years. I am now 57. The best friends that I have had in life have been developed in my 50s. These are the best, most treasured; and the kind of friends who make time for me and to nurture a friendship.