This got me thinking. Would I be this kind of friend? If my friend was going through a tragedy, would I come visit? Would I come to see how he is doing? Would I spend part of my day to go cheer him up? Would I sit and talk about him, without talking about me... at all? A scary thought. Scary because I think I might not be that good of a friend. Time for a personal character inventory.
Experiences like this make for all kinds of wild pondering and reflection. Something for me to really dig down deep on. God has a way of convicting us when we least expect it. Am I a fair-weather friend?
Mark, just because I used you as the poster child on this don't be letting this go to your head. Remember, I'm still around to keep your ego in check.
3 comments:
Well, now I feel like a dog for not visiting :( Way to kick me in the chin, Paul! LOL!
Glad you're doing well! BTW...Is that car done yet??!! It's not gonna finish itself, you know! Haha!
Best wishes!
~G~
Is that Mark Woods? Wow. Good times. I always knew he was a good guy. I'd love to come visit you! In fact, I'll just hop on a plane next week and stop by your place for a chat. What do you think?
Yeah, just hop on a plane and come on over. You know, it's not just across town so you may want to pack a lunch. Something to think about.
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