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Tuesday, February 8, 2011

If you had three...you'd give me two.

Friendship. A real friend. A great friend. A DREAM of a friend...

"A faithful friend is a sturdy shelter; he who finds one finds a treasure. A faithful friend is beyond price, no sum can balance his worth. A faithful friend is a life-saving remedy, such as he who fears God finds; For he who fears God behaves accordingly, and his friend will be like himself."
Sirach 6:14-17

A friend of a friend posted here about "The Net" (basically a group of really strong friends who support each other when one of the friends needs it)... which really got me thinking....During extremely happy times in our lives we want our friends to know each other, our worlds to collide. For we want to share with each of our friends, our other friends. Like the time I could. not. wait. for my bridesmaids to meet each other. Here were wonderful friends who, at different points in my life, helped form me. They loved me. And I just so badly wanted them to meet each other so that they too could have another amazing friend. (Alas I was so busy before my wedding I didn't get near the amount of "net time" that I wanted, but, despite me, they made amazing memories with each other and have formed the friendships I had hoped for.)

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And of course during those really sad times, they are the friends you want to hear from. The friends you need to hear from.

My motto has always been: "any friend of __________ is a friend of mine" (fill in the blank with all of those friends who are so dear to me). Have you ever felt so loved that you just can't find the cells in your body to thank them enough? No card, no words, no picture, it's just not something you can express. You just know.

And so I pray. I thank God for them. For my "net." I pray for their intentions. I try to call them and write to them (though that happens much less frequently than I want.) I miss them. I love them.

And so to continue from my last post, I must continue to thank them. Because, you see, they came out of the woodwork during my crisis and they loved me. They're still loving me...asking me when our daughter's birthday would have been and promising prayer (thank you, Jen!). They continue to smile, to ask, to reach out to my husband, to give, to laugh with me, to lend me their babies to love on (Katie), to pray. And we are left with such grattitude it hurts. For we know we are not worthy of such a net. But God provides anyway. He knew what we'd need. He sent us you. And you...my net...well-if you had three shoes I know you'd give me two.

I look forward to a "net party" of our own. One where we can celebrate, eat chocolate, love, laugh, pray, learn, discover, smile, cry, decorate, dream and continue to weave the net. .

I don't want any of you to suffer, of course, but I do pledge my love and friendship to you...to be there when you need some catching. I am strong enough to help catch you because of the strength you have given me. Can I dare to list the names in this net? Do you all even know each other? No and no. I am blessed to be related to some of you and even more of you I was just blessed to find along the way. You range in age from just 18 to 83 and you span across many miles. But you are always so close to me. Thank you.

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