New Shoes and New Friends
I
have a pair of very nice brown dress shoes in my closet. I’ve worn them a few times, and they still
don’t fit well. I’ve about given up on
them, and did I mention they are new?
I’ve
had friends like that. We didn’t fit
well at first. Perhaps I judged, perhaps
I offended, perhaps I just didn’t give the friendship enough time and
nurturing.
Perhaps.
Sunday
night, we had a story-time. Our youngest
grand (age 8), told a story about this very subject. And today, he and his best bud are
inseparable, yet nine months ago, at the beginning of school, they felt they
were worlds apart and could and would never be friends. They weren’t willing to try, in the beginning.
Meet
my friend, Sam. Forty-seven years ago, this
month was the first time I ever saw him.
I remember distinctly thinking we probably would/could never be
friends. He just didn’t fit some stupid
guideline that I was forming as to the kind of friend I wanted.
He
turned out to be a life-long friend.
Even today, when we talk occasionally, we invariably go back to some
joke from our past and laugh like two third graders.
I’m
learning to give new shoes and friendships a good and long break-in
time.
This
is my morning reflection.
Words of Hope
Encouragement
Inspiration
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