Showing posts with label Friendship. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Friendship. Show all posts

Tuesday, August 19, 2014

Portrait of a friend

I can't give you solutions to all of life's problems, doubts, or fears.
But I can listen to you, and together we will search for answers.

I can't change your past with all it's heartache and pain, nor the future with its untold stories.
But I can be there now when you need me to care.portrait of a friend

I can't keep your feet from stumbling.
I can only offer my hand that you may grasp it and not fall.

Your joys, triumphs, successes, and happiness are not mine;
Yet I can share in your laughter.

Your decisions in life are not mine to make, nor to judge;
I can only support you, encourage you, and help you when you ask.

I can't prevent you from falling away from friendship, from your values, from me.
I can only pray for you, talk to you and wait for you.

I can't give you boundaries which I have determined for you,
But I can give you the room to change, room to grow, room to be yourself.

I can't keep your heart from breaking and hurting,
But I can cry with you and help you pick up the pieces and put them back in place.

I can't tell you who you are.
I can only love you and be your friend.

Thursday, July 17, 2014

Shining Armor

A blessed thing it is for any man or woman to have a friend, one human soul whom we can trust utterly, who knows the best and worst of us, and who loves us in spite of all our faults; who will speak the honest truth to us, while the world flatters us to our face, and laughs at us behind our back; who will give us counsel and reproof in the day of prosperity and self-conceit; but who, again, will comfort and encourage us in the day of difficulty and sorrow, when the world leaves us alone to fight our own battle as we can.
~ Charles Kingsley. 

Saturday, June 29, 2013

The language of silence

Two friends of many years, would meet in each other's house every day.  They would sit in perfect silence for a couple of hours, then the visitor would get up and leave, without a word of farewell.

The inevitable happened and, during the natural course of things, one of them died.

"You must be missing your friend a lot," said a person to the survivor, during the funeral.

"I certainly do," replied the bereaved friend. "What I particularly miss are those long conversations we used to enjoy with each other."


Sunday, June 9, 2013

The dove and bee

Once upon a time during a warm summer day, a little bee felt thirsty. It flew towards a stream to drink a mouthful of water. In a hurry, the poor little bee fell into the stream and wet it's wings. The current in the stream was too strong for the bee. It tried to hold on something dry so that it won't drown. Unfortunately, the bee could not find anything in it's vicinity to hold on and let itself flow with the current.

A dove sitting on a tree branch saw the bee wearily struggling in the stream. With the sole goal of saving the bee, the dove hurriedly flew to pick a leaf and dropped it into the flowing stream.

The bee caught the leaf and climbed on it. “Thank you very much for saving my life, I will never forget,” the little bee told the dove.

Some days later, while the little bee was looking for food, it saw a hunter aiming his arrow at something high above. Then it saw the kind dove sitting on a branch of tree, unaware of the situation. The bee immediately stung the hunter’s hand making the crossbow fall off his hand. The dove was out of danger because of the bee whom she had saved his life.

From that day, both became close friends and helped each other ever after.

Moral: A friend who does good will receive good in return.

Today, how many of us will make an attempt to help others in distress. Most of us tend to think, "It's not my problem and let me not risk anything." If you've found a friend who has done good to you, and felt the warmth of such goodness, consider yourself blessed and try returning that goodness to someone else and share your love.

Jesus during the Sermon on the Mount said, “When you give to the needy, do not let your left hand know what your right hand is doing, so that your giving may be in secret.  Then your Father, who sees what is done in secret, will reward you.”

But just a little earlier, Jesus says, “Let your light shine before others, that they may see your good deeds and glorify your Father in heaven.”

Now here comes the tough question - Are we supposed to do our good deeds secretly, so that only God can see, or publicly, so that others will see and praise God?

My take: As long as our motive for giving is genuine, we will know when to give in secret and when to glorify God. The Holy Spirit will guide us during the process to take appropriate step(s).

Saturday, June 8, 2013

A Wayfaring Song

O who will walk a mile with me
Along life's merry way?
A comrade blithe and full of glee,
Who dares to laugh out loud and free
And let his frolic fancy play,
Like a happy child, through the flowers gay
That fill the field and fringe the way
Where he walks a mile with me.

And who will walk a mile with me
Along life's weary way?
A friend whose heart has eyes to see
The stars shine out o'er the darkening lea,
And the quiet rest at the end o' the day-
A friend who knows, and dares to say,
The brave, sweet words that cheer the way
Where he walks a mile with me.

With such a comrade, such a friend,
I fain would walk till journey's end,
Through summer sunshine, winter rain,
And then? - Farewell, we shall meet again!

Credits: Henry van Dyke

Friday, June 7, 2013

Best Friends Day

Two friends are arrested and imprisoned by police for a crime. Each prisoner is in solitary confinement with no means of speaking to or exchanging messages with the other. The police admit they don't have enough evidence to convict the pair on the principal charge. They plan to sentence both to a year in prison on a lesser charge. Simultaneously, the police offer each prisoner a bargain. If one testifies against his partner, he will go free while the partner will get three years in prison on the main charge. Now, here is the catch - if both prisoners testify against each other during the interrogation, both will be sentenced to two years in jail.

If both friends maintain the trust and don’t betray each other, they both rewarded handsomely – they don’t get in trouble and they also maintain their friendship. If they betray each other, there’s a smaller reward for both of them – they don’t get into additional trouble, but they've lost their friendship.

On the other hand, if one of them betrays and the other one does not, the betrayer loses a friendship while the other friend not only loses a friendship but also receives additional punishment.

In this instance, the upside and the downside for not ratting out the friend is much larger than the upside and the downside of betrayal.

What do you do if you were in such a situation?

Best friends never betray each other - they value their friendship and relationship more than anything the world can offer.

June 8th, is National Best Friends Day. If you get a moment, pick up that phone and talk to your best friend for a minute or so. Else, send a note, or a hug. Wish him/her good and thank God for a friend. Remember - if we live on this planet for 80 years (which seems so long), we would have spent just little over 29,200 days (out of which we spend half the time sleeping!).

Happy Best Friends Day.


Saturday, June 1, 2013

A-Z of Friendship

Accepts you as you are
Believes in “you”
Calls you just to say “HI”
Doesn’t give up on you
Envisions the whole of you
Forgives your mistakes
Gives unconditionally
Helps you
Invites you over
Just “be” with you
Keeps you close at heart
Loves you for who you are
Makes a difference in your life
Never Judges
Offers support
Picks you up
Quiets your fears
Raises your spirits
Says nice things about you
Tells you the truth when you need to hear it
Understands you
Values you
Walks beside you
XOXO is always pouring
Yells when you won’t listen and
Zaps you back to reality

Wednesday, May 29, 2013


"Boys, what did I tell you?"

The schoolmaster spoke angrily. He was in trouble because his scholars would not study. Whenever his back was turned, they were sure to begin whispering to one another.

"Girls, stop your whispering, I say."

But still they would whisper, and he could not prevent it. The afternoon was half gone, and the trouble was growing. Then the master thought of a plan.

"Children," he said, "we are going to play a new game. The next one that whispers must come out and stand in the middle of the floor. He must stand there until he sees some one else whisper. Then he will tell me, and the one whom he names must come and take his place. He, in turn, will watch and report the first one that he sees whisper. And so we will keep the game going till it is time for school to be dismissed. The boy or girl who is standing at that time will be punished for all of you."

"What will the punishment be, Mr. Johnson?" asked a bold, bad boy. "A good thrashing," answered the master. He was tired, he was vexed, he hardly knew what he said.

The children thought the new game was very funny. First, Tommy Jones whispered to Billy Brown and was at once called out to stand on the floor. Within less than two minutes, Billy saw Mary Green whispering, and she had to take his place. Mary looked around and saw Samuel Miller asking his neighbor for a pencil, and Samuel was called. And so the fun went on until the clock showed that it lacked only ten minutes till school would be dismissed.

Then all became very good and very careful, for no one wished to be standing at the time of dismissal. They knew that the master would be as good as his word. The clock ticked loudly, and Tommy Jones, who was standing up for the fourth time, began to feel very uneasy. He stood on one leg and then on the other, and watched very closely; but nobody whispered. Could it be possible that he would receive that thrashing? Suddenly, to his great joy he saw little Lucy Martin lean over her desk and whisper to the girl in front of her. Now Lucy was the pet of the school. Everybody loved her, and this was the first time she had whispered that day. But Tommy didn't care for that. He wished to escape the punishment, and so he called out, "Lucy Martin!" and went proudly to his seat.

Little Lucy had not meant to whisper. There was something which she wished very much to know before going home, and so, without thinking, she had leaned over and whispered just three little words. With tears in her eyes she went out and stood in the whisperer's place.

She was very much ashamed and hurt, for it was the first time that she had ever been in disgrace at school. The other girls felt sorry that she should suffer for so small a fault. The boys looked at her and wondered if the master would really be as good as his word.

The clock kept on ticking. It lacked only one minute till the bell would strike the time for dismissal. What a shame that dear, gentle Lucy should be punished for all those unruly boys and girls!

Then, suddenly, an awkward half-grown boy who sat right in front of the master's desk turned squarely around and whispered to Tommy Jones, three desks away.

Everybody saw him. Little Lucy Martin saw him through her tears, but said nothing. Everybody was astonished, for that boy was the best scholar in the school, and he had never been known to break a rule.

It lacked only half a minute now. The awkward boy turned again and whispered so loudly that even the master could not help hearing: "Tommy, you deserve a thrashing!"

"Elihu Burritt, take your place on the floor," said the master sternly. The awkward boy stepped out quickly, and little Lucy Martin returned to her seat sobbing. At the same moment the bell struck and school was dismissed.

After all the others had gone home, the master took down his long birch rod and said: "Elihu, I suppose I must be as good as my word. But tell me why you so deliberately broke the rule against whispering."

"I did it to save little Lucy," said the awkward boy, standing up very straight and brave. "I could not bear to see her punished."

"Elihu, you may go home," said the master.

All this happened many years ago in New Britain, Connecticut. Elihu Burritt was a poor boy who was determined to learn. He worked many years as a blacksmith and studied books whenever he had a spare moment. He learned many languages and became known all over the world as "The Learned Blacksmith."

Sunday, May 26, 2013

A legacy

Friend of my many years!
When the great silence falls, at last, on me,
Let me not leave, to pain and sadden thee,
A memory of tears,

But pleasant thoughts alone.
Of one who was thy friendship's honored guest
And drank the wine of consolation pressed
From sorrows of thy own.

I leave with thee a sense
Of hands upheld and trials rendered less,
The unselfish joy which is to helpfulness
Its own great recompense.

The knowledge that from thine,
As from the garments of the Master, stole
Calmness and strength, the virtue which makes whole
And heals without a sign.

Yea more, the assurance strong
That love, which fails of perfect utterance here,
Lives on to fill the heavenly atmosphere
With its immortal song. 

Credits: John Greenleaf Whittier

Friday, May 24, 2013

The best friend

All of us, we need friends. Some like to have numerous friends surrounding them, while others are content with few they can count on. Regardless of the number, there is always someone who is closer to us than the rest. This is the one who would love us the most for who we are, the one who cares about us all the time, the one who listens to all our problems and provides guidance and finally shares our happiness. Quite naturally we expect this beloved friend to be perfectly honest with us, to tell us the truth even when it hurt, to point out our faults with kindness in order to help us improve. Further, we want this friend to be better than us, stronger and even wiser. Such a friend could teach and guide us. This friend could answer our questions, however complex or silly they appear to be. This friend would understand the challenges we face and spend time together answering them, without appearing to be busy. By being associated with this friend, we could transform more like the friend - better, stronger and wiser. If we come across such a person, we seldom want this friend to go away from our reach and it would be fantastic if this friend could be with us forever.

Jesus was such a fabulous friend to his disciples and when His time arrived, he said, "But very truly I tell you, it is for your good that I am going away. Unless I go away, the Advocate (Holy Spirit) will not come to you; but if I go, I will send him to you." Thus came the Holy Spirit to the midst of his beloved disciples, on the day of Pentecost.

Treat the Holy Spirit as your very best friend - the one whom we can trust completely, always available to meet our needs; far superior than any human friend we come across during our lifetime. The choice is our's  whether to accept this friend into our life or not. The best part is that the Holy Spirit is available 24/7, thus giving us company and comfort anytime anywhere. Often times we ask our best friend, "What should I do under this circumstance?" "What should I do next?" When the Holy Spirit dwells within us, we can pose these exact same questions to Him. The answers we receive from the Holy Spirit are superlative thus guiding us towards the best possible solution ever.

Beyond doubt, there are few life changes we ought to make in order to accommodate the Holy Spirit within our life by giving the Spirit room to live and grow. These changes include a dedicated life of prayer and walking in the way of truth everyday, without succumbing to worldly pleasures.

Next, the biggest step is handing over the control of our life to the Holy Spirit to lead us the way. This is one of the most difficult part to everyone. We are not used to doing so. We hardly let other humans, including our parents, to have complete control our life - thinking they do not know the 360 degree view of a particular scenario. The remarkable strength about the Holy Spirit is that He knows the past, present and the future from every possible angle. One such person who had faith and allowed the Holy Spirit to take control of her life was Mary, the mother of Jesus. She is a role model for all of us and hence we preserve her picture at home. When we look at her picture, it reminds us how a young girl had such tremendous faith in the Holy Spirit. Mary had to endure disgrace and suffering during her lifetime; but in the end, she emerged with the greatest honor among mankind. She was willing to give control of her life to the Holy Spirit.

A man is known by the company he keeps, and also by the company from which he is kept out. Those who keep the company of the Holy Spirit will exhibit the fruits of the Spirit - love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness and self-control. These fruits are time proven and everyone acknowledges them. When we have Holy Spirit as our best friend, we will be able to discern right from wrong through His wisdom and guidance.

Make the Holy Spirit your best friend and in Him you will find an everlasting friend. If you still haven't accepted His 'friend request', consider adding Him to the top of your friend list.


Tuesday, May 14, 2013

The lame man and blind man

A certain king made a great feast, and invited many guests to it. There was to be much eating and drinking, and every one besides was to have a present. The servants of the king gave the bidding to one and another, and in jest bade two men to the feast, one of whom was strong but stone blind, while the other had good sight but was dead lame.

"What a pity it is," said the blind man, "that we cannot go to the feast, for we should have enough to eat and drink, and a present beside. But I am blind and cannot see the way, and you are lame and cannot walk."

"Take my counsel," said the lame man, "and we can both go to the feast."

"Why, how may that be?"

"It is easily done," said the lame man. "You are strong and I can see. Let me mount your back. You can carry me, and I will show you the way."

"Well said," quoth the blind man. So he took the lame man on his back and trudged along, and both sat down at the king's feast.


Friday, May 10, 2013

Childhood and Poetry

One time, investigating in the backyard of our house in Temuco the tiny objects and minuscule beings of my world, I came upon a hole in one of the boards of the fence. I looked through the hole and saw a landscape like that behind our house, uncared for, and wild. I moved back a few steps, because I sensed vaguely that something was about to happen. All of a sudden a hand appeared, a tiny hand of a boy about my own age. By the time I came close again, the hand was gone, and in its place there was a marvelous white sheep.

The sheep's wool was faded. Its wheels had escaped. All of this only made it more authentic. I had never seen such a wonderful sheep. I looked back through the hole but the boy had disappeared. I went into the house and brought out a treasure of my own: a pinecone, opened, full of odor and resin, which I adored. I set it down in the same spot and went off with the sheep.

I never saw either the hand or the boy again. And I have never again seen a sheep like that either. The toy I lost finally in a fire. But even now, in 1954, almost fifty years old, whenever I pass a toy shop, I look furtively into the window, but it's no use. They don't make sheep like that anymore.

I have been a lucky man. To feel the intimacy of brothers is a marvelous thing in life. To feel the love of people whom we love is a fire that feeds our life. But to feel the affection that comes from those whom we do not know, from those unknown to us, who are watching over our sleep and solitude, over our dangers and our weaknesses, that is something still greater and more beautiful because it widens out the boundaries of our being, and unites all living things.

That exchange brought home to me for the first time a precious idea: that all of humanity is somehow together. That experience came to me again much later; this time it stood out strikingly against a background of trouble and persecution.

It won't surprise you then that I attempted to give something resiny, earthlike, and fragrant in exchange for human brotherhood. Just as I once left the pinecone by the fence, I have since left my words on the door of so many people who were unknown to me, people in prison, or hunted, or alone.

That is the great lesson I learned in my childhood, in the backyard of a lonely house. Maybe it was nothing but a game two boys played who didn't know each other and wanted to pass to the other some good things of life. Yet maybe this small and mysterious exchange of gifts remained inside me also, deep and indestructible, giving my poetry light.

- Pablo Neruda.


Thursday, May 9, 2013

Damon and Pythias

The story of Damon and Pythias

Damon and Pythias had been the best of friends since childhood. Each trusted the other like a brother, and each knew in his heart there was nothing he would not do for his friend. Eventually the time came for them to prove the depth of their devotion. It happened this way.

Dionysius, the ruler of Syracuse, grew annoyed when he heard about the kind of speeches Pythias was giving. The young scholar was telling that no man should have unlimited power over another, and that absolute tyrants were unjust kings. In a fit of rage, Dionysius summoned Pythias and his friend.

"Who do you think you are, spreading unrest among the people?" he demanded.

"I spread only the truth," Pythias answered. "There can be nothing wrong with that."

"And does your truth hold that kings have too much power and that their laws are not good for their subjects?"

"If the king has seized power without permission of the people, then that is what I say."

"This kind of talk is treason," Dionysius shouted. "You are conspiring to overthrow me. Retract what you've said or face the consequences."

"I will retract nothing," Pythias answered.

"Then you will die. Do you have any last requests?"

Yes, Let me go home long enough to say goodbye to my wife and children and to put household in order."

"I see you not only think I am unjust, you think I’m stupid as well,"  Dionysius laughed scornfully. "If I let you leave Syracuse, I have no doubt I will never see you again."

"I will give you a pledge," Pythias said.

"What kind of pledge could you possibly give to make me think you will ever return?" Dionysius demanded.

At that instant Damon, who had stood quietly besides his friend, stepped forward. "I will be his pledge," he said. "Keep me here in Syracuse, as your prisoner, until Pythias returns. Our friendship is well known to you.You can be sure Pythias will return so long as you hold me."

Dionysius studied the two friends silently, "Very well," he said at last. "But if you are willing to take the place of your friend, you must be willing to accept his sentence if he breaks his promise. If Pythias does not return to Syracuse, you will have to die in his place."

"He will keep his word," Damon replied. "I have no doubt of that."

Pythias was allowed to go free for a time, and Damon was thrown into prison. After several days, when Pythias failed to reappear, Dionysius’s curiosity got the better of him, and he went to the prison to see if Damon was yet sorry he had made such a bargain.

"Your time is almost up," the ruler of Syracuse sneered. "It will be useless to beg for mercy. You are a fool to rely on your friend’s promise. Did you really think he would sacrifice his life for you or anyone else?"

"He has merely been delayed,” Damon answered steadily. "The winds have kept him from sailing, or perhaps he has met with some accident on the road. But if it is humanly possible, he will be here on time. I am confident of his virtue as I am of my own existence."

Dionysius was startled at the prisoner’s confidence. "We shall soon see," he said, and left Damon in his cell.

The fatal day arrived. Damon was brought from prison and led before the executioner. Dionysius greeted him with a smug smile. "It seems you friend has not turned up," he laughed. "What do you think of him now?"

"He is my friend," Damon answered. "I trust him." Even as he spoke, the doors flew open, and Pythias staggered into the room. He was pale and bruised and half speechless from exhaustion. He rushed to the arms of his friend.

"You are safe, praise the gods," he gasped. "It seemed as though the fate was conspiring against us. My ship was wrecked in a storm, and then bandits attacked me on the road. But I refused to give up hope, and at last I’ve made it back on time. I am ready to receive my sentence of death."

Dionysius heard his word with astonishment. His eyes and his heart were opened. It was impossible for him to resist the power of such constancy.

"The sentence is revoked," he declared. "I've never believed that such faith and loyalty could exist in friendship. You have shown me how wrong I was, and it is only right that you be rewarded with your freedom. But I ask that in return you do me one great service."

"What service do you mean?" the friends asked.

"Teach me how to be part of so worthy a friendship."


Thursday, January 3, 2013


Two individuals when extremely close, share their deepest fears and weaknesses without taking advantage of each other. As their bond grows stronger, they share their secrets as well, due to their trust and mutual understanding. Sharing secrets with a friend is not just fun, but it also helps develop a lasting trust in one another. Best friends are those who confide one another's feeling and best kept secrets. It is done with a trust that the friend who is confided into would never ever breach that trust. If you are paying attention, you will notice that 'trust' is the key for two individuals to grow in love and secret intimate friendship. You have to experience this strong bond of trust to enjoy and appreciate the meaning of true friendship.

Keeping secrets 'without spilling the beans' is a hard thing, especially when it is juicy. It takes tremendous amount of determination and willpower to do so. Our hearts are created as safes for keeping secrets. Intelligence is their lock; Will-power is their key. Nobody can break into the safe and steal its valuables as long as the lock and key remain strong.

If you explore the universe, guess who has the most number of secrets?

And to whom does He reveal His secrets?
To His best friends - ones whom He trusts.

Imagine yourself being the best friend of God and He revealing His secrets to you, one by one, at the most appropriate time. How would you feel? Believe me - it is possible; He has done it in the past and He does it even today. He reveals His secrets to those whom He trust and to those who won't betray Him. All we need to do is ask. Ask for the revelation (Revelation = The making known of a secret or the unknown). He may very well put you through the litmus test to see if you are intimate with him and capable of handling those secrets.

What a wonderful feeling it is, to learn the secrets of God, and be His friend.


Bible Verse: 
The secret of the LORD is with them that fear him; and He will show them His covenant.
- Psalms 25:14.

Additional Reading:
Here is a link to an article, 'Keeping God's Secrets' by Gwen Shaw.



Monday, December 31, 2012


I need you now

My friend, I need you now-
Please take me by the hand.
Stand by me in my hour of need,
Take time to understand.

Take my hand, dear friend,
And lead me from this place.
Chase away my doubts and fears,
Wipe the tears from off my face.

Friend, I cannot stand alone.
I need your hand to hold,
The warmth of your gentle touch
In my world that's grown so cold.

Please be a friend to me
And hold me day by day.
Because with your loving hand in mine,
I know we'll find the way.


Wednesday, October 17, 2012

Tough times

Getting through last week has been extremely hard due to few reasons. My friend was supposed to be here with me spending his holidays this week and instead, he is battling with his life in a hospital bed. He is surrounded by the very best physicians and medical facilities.

He is dear to me for numerous reasons and am very close to him. Regardless of what the entire world says or thinks of him - I know his heart and will stay as his friend no matter what. I traveled my journey of life with him and will not forsake him. Sometimes, certain relationships can be thicker than blood relationship.

Yes, it is hard to pass time when something happens to one of your loved ones. However, most I can do right now is worry a lot, pray for him, call up morning and evening to check his status/condition.

Sunday, October 7, 2012

Good Friends

Good friends are Lord's blessing. Our true and good friends step in when we are in trouble, while others walk out, and when we are in pain. Let's take a look at the book of Job - Job 2: 11 - 13 which talks about 3 friends.

11 When Job’s three friends, Eliphaz the Temanite, Bildad the Shuhite and Zophar the Naamathite, heard about all the troubles that had come upon him, they set out from their homes and met together by agreement to go and sympathize with him and comfort him. 

12 When they saw him from a distance, they could hardly recognize him; they began to weep aloud, and they tore their robes and sprinkled dust on their heads. 

13 Then they sat on the ground with him for seven days and seven nights. No one said a word to him, because they saw how great his suffering was.

Note the willingness of these friends to be with Job - these friends must have been certainly leading busy lives for themselves; They make time to be with their friend Job. Pay attention to Job - who is ready to listen to them. The three friends are willing to enter into the sorrows of job and mingle their tears with his.  Next, they are determined to comfort him and wipe his tears using the blotter of truth.

After reading this, I was pondering on a question: "If someday I am in deep pain (like Job), do I have one good friend (not 3 - just one good friend) who will be willing to come sit with me for just 1 day sympathizing and comforting me?"

That is when I came across a piece of advice for kindergarten students that became valuable. It says how we could sow the seeds of friendship when our lives are still good - steps on how we could earn and maintain our good friends. It also talks about how to be a good friend.  Though it may sound so simple, it contains few golden nuggets which I could use.

To have good friends you must be a good friend.

Here are some of the ways good friends treat each other:

Good friends listen to each other.

Good friends don't put each other down or hurt each other's feelings.

Good friends try to understand each other's feelings and moods.

Good friends help each other solve problems.

Good friends give each other compliments.

Good friends can disagree without hurting each other.

Good friends are dependable.

Good friends respect each other.

Good friends are trustworthy.

Good friends give each other room to change.

Good friends care about each other.

May the heavens shower your life with countless true and good friends. May their feet be swift to be near you at times of need. May their hands be long to embrace you during difficult times. May their ears be large enough to listen to all your petitions. May they have a small and well guarded mouth to speak to you. May they be with you regardless of seasons at all times.