What About Your Friends?
Lately I’ve realized that I’ve been critical of the people I surround myself with. I’m always preaching about what a good friend is...but is that who I am?
Tonight I took a long look in the mirror and I didn’t like who I saw.
Honestly, I’m rude af. I’m curious as to why people even want to be my friend. Those that truly know me, know I can be moody and mean. I’ll remind you of that 1 thing you did 10 years ago every 5 minutes. I’ll support your dreams. I’ll tell you to get out my face. I’ll interrupt your story to tell my own. I won’t let you tell me about myself. You can be pissed at me and I’ll still be all up in your business cause I don’t care. I never call. I’m terrible at texting back. If you need me, I’ll drop it all (sometimes) and pray with you. I’ll cuss you out for being inconsiderate. I’ll preach to you at 3am. When you need me I’m there.
In this new year, I realized that I’m still carrying myself like people don’t have a heart for me. Like I’m not loved or my thoughts don’t matter. People are depending on me and I’m failing them.
I prayed that this year I would be open to have more covenants with people instead of relationships. I would be surrounded with people who would fight for me as much as I did for them. Arguments and disagreements don’t mean the end of who we are. Friends aren’t people that come and go. Those are acquaintances. Friends grow with you. They water you when you wilt. They stand in the sun with you. You in return stand with them. Call them out on their bs. Friends are people who make an agreement to walk with you. They accept the sorry you’re too stubborn to say. They teach you how to be bendable. Most importantly they teach you how to love someone other than yourself.
What kind of friend have you been?
What kind of friend do you want to be ?