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A Prayer for My Dear Friend

Dear Lord, bless my friend who came from Thee

Save her from every harm

Rescue her from every evil and pain.

Guide always her path

And provide her with your Light,

That she may not stray,

And always find her way back home.

Protect her thoughts oh, Lord,

That she may not be anxious

But have the assurance that comes from Your Grace.

Surround her heart with your strength

That she may live in love

And thereby live a meaningful life

Wherever she may be.

May she never forget our friendship

And find in it a treasure that does not fade.

May she remember that there is a person she can lean on to

In times of need,

In times when she may cry.

And even in those times when I can’t be there

To hold her hand,

May she always know she’s not alone

For You are there, O Lord,

The One who has given us this blessing of friendship,

The One who will protect its joy forever more.

Friends Never Get Tired

Friends never get tired

Funny how in real life, we don’t talk to family and friends about the Top Ten Reasons for Living or for Writing a Blog.

Funny how we don’t speak so scholarly or perfectly or as much filled with wisdom and insight like when we used to when posting our best articles on the web.

Funnier still how they always seem interested in what we’re going to say, even if it just be our perennial whines about the office or about a television show we have watched the night before.

Funny how they never seem to get tired of us and of all our boring imperfectly constructed chats. Funny how they don’t easily delete us or unsubscribe to what we can offer them.

Why do they yearn to hear us even though they’ve already heard most of what we’re going to say?

Why do they continue to await our company? Why do they keep on tuning in to our hearts?

Maybe the answer lies in that last part. We wanted to keep in touch not with the external things, but with the person deep inside. You see, that’s how love works, and when love works, you never get tired of it. You yearn for it as though it’s as new as the sunrise you see each morning.

Alas, you know it’s the same ancient sun, yet you never question its fresh beginnings from day to day.