Friends are a gift

I spoke to two very good friends today. I am so glad I took the time, set aside the chaos, and chatted for a while. I don't do that very often. It is hard for me to talk on the phone, the interruptions are endless, cell phone signals SUCK in my neighborhood, and I am often too tired to talk, sad, right? Well today, I am glad I did. When you live far from the friends who "went through the wars" with you, it is easy to lose track of their day to day lives. I thank God everyday for helping me stay connected to friends through texts, and Facebook, what amazing technology for staying at least a little connected in between the rare phone call. These friends are both going through troubling times in their lives. Very different circumstances, but both in need of encouragement just the same. How blessed am I that I was able to love on them a little today. What a gift to me, that I was able to listen to them, to pray for them, to encourage them today. Life takes over, and it is easy to get stingy with time. I don't love talking on the phone. God put both of these friends on my heart, and I am so glad I picked up the phone. Thank you Lord, for reminding me to give love readily and freely. To put aside the chaos of my own life, and dive into the troubled world of another. Friendship is a gift, and I am thankful for my friends.

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To get something good, first we have to tolerate chaos.

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