Rare
It's rare that we meet a friend who does not have a cost!
Someone to laugh with, to talk to, who understands even when they don't
Somone who respects your feelings ina time of need, and does not judge
because that's for God indeed.
Sometines we take for granted what is really real because we are blinded
by out own deal. Friends have problems, friends have differences, that is
the way it goes God only knows. Why is our first reaction always to react in
anger? How do we learn from one another without respecting our differences
How can we respect each other, If we do not have forgiveness. One true friend
we can trust "his name is Jesus he died on the cross".
Copyright © Shantea Farley | Year Posted 2006
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