As we grow up, we realize it is less important to have lots of friends, and more important to have real ones. Unknown
This is a hard lesson to learn. Our culture teaches us that more is the goal, more means you "win", more is best. So when it comes to relationships we try to gather the most friends out of anyone else. But let's face it. Most of those friendships are surface. They don't count for much. Even most adults are still grappling with this lesson. Most have not learned it.
I'm still on my own journey. I still have to fight the "but I only have __ number of friends." Usually when I think that, when it sneaks past me in a weak moment, I then review the friends I do have - the ones that know me, the ones that have stuck by me through thick and thin, the ones that know how to pray for me without asking me - can read between the lines of my FB status updates *grin* - can read the expressions on my face. The review usually leads me back to sane waters. Who cares if I only have __ number of friends who are real? They are the ones that count. All the others I call my friends are friends but they will probably never take a place in the "quality" part of my life. AND THAT'S OKAY. I'm happy to have so many people that I know, get along with, can laugh with and enjoy silly things with. I'm blessed to have so many. And I'm blessed to have __ number of friends who can read me like a book and bring quality to my life in ways most others can't/won't. We all have those people, let's start to be a little more grateful for quality over quantity. Quality wins out every time.
This is a hard lesson to learn. Our culture teaches us that more is the goal, more means you "win", more is best. So when it comes to relationships we try to gather the most friends out of anyone else. But let's face it. Most of those friendships are surface. They don't count for much. Even most adults are still grappling with this lesson. Most have not learned it.
I'm still on my own journey. I still have to fight the "but I only have __ number of friends." Usually when I think that, when it sneaks past me in a weak moment, I then review the friends I do have - the ones that know me, the ones that have stuck by me through thick and thin, the ones that know how to pray for me without asking me - can read between the lines of my FB status updates *grin* - can read the expressions on my face. The review usually leads me back to sane waters. Who cares if I only have __ number of friends who are real? They are the ones that count. All the others I call my friends are friends but they will probably never take a place in the "quality" part of my life. AND THAT'S OKAY. I'm happy to have so many people that I know, get along with, can laugh with and enjoy silly things with. I'm blessed to have so many. And I'm blessed to have __ number of friends who can read me like a book and bring quality to my life in ways most others can't/won't. We all have those people, let's start to be a little more grateful for quality over quantity. Quality wins out every time.
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