I have lost my seven best friends, which is to say God has had mercy on me seven times without realizing it. He lent a friendship, took it from me, sent me another.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
I took solace in my relationship with God who, along with my dog, was my best friend growing up.
Some of the choicest blessings of my life have been the close friendships I have experienced over the years. Often, these friendships have been forged in the fires of shared experience.
I have learned that to have a good friend is the purest of all God's gifts, for it is a love that has no exchange of payment.
It was hell to go through what I went through. I didn't know I had so many friends. Many people gave a damn about my situation. They helped cure me.
I've lost friends, perhaps dozens. But I've gained hundreds, thousands - who knows? - of allies.
When I lost my friends, it was because I had used the power of giving on them recklessly. I swept into their lives with my big fat checkbook, and I erased years of obstacles for them overnight - but sometimes, in the process, I also accidentally erased years of dignity.
Friendship has always belonged to the core of my spiritual journey.
Friends are the siblings God never gave us.
Luckily I've had a lot of great friends that I've had for a long time.
In our friendships we have to be wise that we choose godly people to be our friends. Somebody might say, well does that mean that you should never have a lost person as your friend? No, I wouldn't say that. But you can't have the same intimacy with a lost person that you can with a godly person in whom the Holy Spirit is living.
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