Posted by: trbccoffeebreak | August 1, 2012

When Friendship Blooms

“A friend loves at all times,” Proverbs 17:17a (NIV)

Recently I had a birthday which was made exceedingly special as my dearest friend sent me flowers.  You may think, what is so special about that?  Let me tell you some lessons I have taken from those flowers:

First, they were sent from a heart full of love.  My friend loves me when my house is a mess, I look my worst, I’ve blown it with my family and when I vent. And when she vents, she knows that what I say comes from a heart of love that wants only her best.  I can be my real self around her. Secondly, they were sacrificial flowers.  None of my grown children could afford them, and they knew I’d understand. But my friend couldn’t afford them either, and yet she gave up several things in order to do this for me!  Third, they preached a sermon on enduring, precious agape love called friendship. It has been almost two weeks and although I pulled some flowers out, they are still a gorgeous arrangement!  The dead ones were like the things we’ve said that needed to be forgotten, leaving only the ones that edified each other. Fourth, they inspired love!  The next day some of my family came by, and one of the grands exclaimed over them.   The following day cards and a gift magically appeared!  Most importantly,  they remind me how much my Father has blessed me with this friendship, with His creation of beautiful flowers, and with His love that transcends earthly love.

“Holy and Wonderful Father, don’t ever let me take for granted the beauty of friendship!  Help me to be a friend who builds up and reacts in love.  As I hum “What a Friend We Have in Jesus,” I realize Your friendship and love is so much higher, so much greater than anything we know on this earth, and I worship You, Lord!”

For His Glory

Sandy Day
TRBC Mountain Blend


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  1. Virginia S. Burford's avatar

    Thank you, Sandy, for reminding us of the “Grace of Gratitude” ! To our friends and most of all to Our Heavenly Father. I like the analogy of taking the dead (or ugly) flowers away from the beautiful ones so they do not distract from that which is beautiful ( or Holy ). Now it’s time for me to ” weed “my Facebook messages. ( smile )


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