I have a new friend. Her name is Hope, and today she turns eight-years old. Yesterday, I went to her birthday party, and when I arrived she grabbed me and said, “Hi, old friend.” Now, you might not take this as a compliment, but I do, because I have known her for a couple of years, and she has finally accepted me as a friend. A couple of weeks ago I took Hope out for lunch and shopping. While eating, I asked her who her best friends is, and she named a school friend and then said, “But you are my new best old friend.” My heart swelled. I had experienced a breakthrough in our relationship.
It is important to have friends of all ages. One of my dearest friends was Eve who was born the same year as my father. We had many lunches together in her strawberry decorated kitchen around a small round table. I would go to her and seek wisdom in raising my children. She never gave me answers other than, “Just love them, and they will be okay.” Eve passed on a few years ago, and I miss her.
I guess one can’t have enough friends—especially eight-year olds.
Lord, give us wisdom to seek friends who give us energy for life. Amen.