friendships.

Friends are such blessings, aren't they?

Let's admit it: we love our friends, but we have our selected few that we will keep around for a very long time. We just have a chemistry with them that is the stuff of myths and legends, like David and Jonathan, Sherlock and Watson, Spongebob and Patrick.

Do you ever catch yourself thinking I wish we had been friends earlier in life? That would be nice, wouldn't it? Think about the person you were then. Would your friend have liked you back then? I don't mean to sound preachy our condescending, but I've found myself thinking that. There are reasons why God orchestrates people to enter and exit our lives. I can't tell you how many times I've had close ones leave and move on. It hurts, let's be honest. I found myself blaming me, like I wasn't good enough to remain friends with them, or that I was too "vanilla." haha..

But this post is dedicated to the ones who took a cue from the Author of my life. These are the ones who are in the supporting cast with me in a film in which God is the star. I know it sounds cliche, but I don't know what I'd do without them. They know when I'm down in the dumps and either a) want to talk about it or b) want to be alone and cry. I can be rude to them, which backfires 'cause they're rude to me too, but that is such a huge plus in my book. Most importantly, they give me godly counsel--something I sometimes don't want to hear, but I know I can never have enough of. 

Sometimes our "-ships" are only meant to pass others, but with my mains and God as my anchor, I know I can withstand the stormy weather. 

So here's to you, you know who you are. I'm glad our "ships" are floating along together.
Y'all aren't getting rid of me anytime soon. ;P