Our church was pretty empty yesterday because a lot of the women were away at retreat (see previous post). I came into our meeting area and sat near the front...alone. Soon, others began to wander in, no one seemed concerned about starting on time, it was a good feeling.
One of my friends saw me sitting alone, and joined me, then another, and another. Soon there were four of us on the same row, sitting next too each other. I looked at them, thought about their friendship, how we all had spent considerable time together over the last several years. "These are good men," I thought to myself. "Men anyone would be proud to call friends."
As our row filled, the joy of community overwhelmed me. Even though few words were said beyond a quick greeting, we all knew each other pretty well, and just begin near these guys was somehow uplifting.
It's good to have friends...
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