Tuesday, January 06, 2004
By the time David had finished reporting to Saul, Jonathan was deeply impressed with David—an immediate bond was forged between them. He became totally committed to David. From that point on he would be David's number-one advocate and friend. (The Message)
Jonathan liked David so much that they promised to always be loyal friends. (CEV)
Jonathan repeated his pledge of love and friendship for David. He loved David more than his own soul! (The Message)
If we would all set aside our pride for a while wouldn't you admit that you'd like to have a deep friendship like that? At best we call them our best friends but how about that one person who goes beyond the description of a best friend? Like the best of the best of the best above all best friends. "There is a friend who sticks closer than a brother," is the definition for it. Of course they do exist and there are prime examples of individuals having one, like Jesus. You'd think that as God he'd have no use for a "bestest friend" but he did. He had lots of acquaintances but he set aside twelve good friends to be privy to his thoughts (there were also three siblings outside his motley crew whom he also considers to be really good friends). And out of this twelve he chose three people to be part of his inner-inner circle. But still out of these three he chose one to be the bestest of his best friends ("bestest" enough to be singled out as the "disciple whom he loved"). See? Blessed is the man who is privileged enough to find one he could call his own bestest friend, and I literally mean it when I said "man" because we're not exactly always secure enough to be showy with our affections enough to reciprocate the same level of friendship you deny to crave in the first place (did you get that?). Be very, very thankful of that kind of friend if you do find them and never fail to let them know that you love them for they are rarer than the rarest gem in the whole world. Don't scrimp on the words! Say exactly what you feel because you'll never know tomorrow might be too late. Never, ever be afraid to take risks in opening the door to the inner sanctum of your heart. If only we could be like those kids who never brought malice nor suspicion in any of their dealings and friendships.