When you call after he has gone to bed, a real friend asks you why you took so long to call.
When visiting, rather than act like a guest, a real friend opens your refrigerator and helps himself.
A real friend knows that friendship isn’t over when you have an argument, but rather it’s not a friendship until after you’ve had a fight.
A friend is one who knows us, but loves us anyway. — Fr. Jerome Cummings
why all the talk about friends? I think as I get older, I have begun to cherish friendships in a way I never did before. Perhaps it is that I can finally see the value of that I once took for granted, or perhaps its just hormones gone crazy. But as I watch my children’s eyes light up at the very mention of their best friends name, and eagerly pack their overnight bags with such anticipation, I’m reminded of the simplicity of friendships, the pureness of a bosom buddy…The Bible says that we must show ourselves friendly to have friends, (no that’s not a direct quote..) and I wonder how often we fall short of that mark. Do I call my friends just to check on them, or only when i need something. Do I think of them and pray for them, or just scurry on with my day only thinking of myself. I wonder if they were the friend to me that I am to them, would they still want to be my friend. As I sit here typing this, in the stillness of the evening, a burning sensation fills my chest as I pray “Lord make me a true friend today, one more concerned with others than with self, one more consumed with serving than with being served… Lord make me, mold me, more like you….”