What kind of friend are you…

We are built for relationship and can only reach our full potential with the help of a few. We enter the world dependent on others for our survival, as we grow we yearn to make it on our own – we want to become independent. We’re at our best when we’re a bit of both, when we depend on a few and learn to stand on our own. Inter-dependent relationships build both parties. Good.

These kinda relationships transform us into the originals we already are, we’ve just been too scared to reveal. True friends help us remove our layers, toss our masks, and get comfortable in our own skin. True friends help us move from fear into Love. Remember, courage is simply more love than fear, friend. True friends illuminate blind spots without blind siding us. True friends believe in us oftentimes before we do. As we soak in their love and belief, we begin to replace a sense of self consciousness with self confidence. We become more convicted instead of so filled with doubt and insecurity. We build a sense of belonging and along the way realize we’re becoming a more mature man/woman. We stand knowing we’re not really alone even when our few aren’t proximate, their spirit seems ever present. Freakin’ magic in the making.

So, reader, who are you on the wall with? Who, in your pack, knows you’ve got their back? Who are you giving more to than you’re taking? Who, friend, are you trusting to friend you – not on facebook, snappychat, instantgram, or any other social media site but in your life, your real life, your day to day victories, defeats, mundane middle, and the in between? Be a friend, first. You’ll see how it works. Good.

“Masculinity, first and foremost, ought to be defined in terms of relationships, it ought to be taught in terms of capacity to love and be loved. If you look over your life at the end of it, life wouldn’t be measured in terms of success based on what you’ve acquired or achieved or what you own. The only thing that’s going to matter is the relationships you had. It’s going to come down to this: What kind of father were you? What kind of husband were you? What kind of coach or teammate were you? What kind of friend Were you?”

Taken from Season of Life, By Jeffrey Marx

What kind of friend are you?

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