My Best Friend (You think you know, but you really don't)

My Best Friend (You think you know, but you really don't) i want to tell you about my best friend i once had. Considering the amount of time we’ve spent together over the course of my life, it’s only expected that i should speak of my friend. For now, i will just refer to my friend as “S.” (i want you to hear everything about S without actually knowing who S is, for now). S has always been by my side. S knew how to make me laugh all the time, put a smile on my face, help me find ways of comfort through tough times, was always present in times of grief, hung out with me and multiple buddies. S gave me a quick and easy avenue to vent frustrations and problems. S actually influenced a lot of the decisions i made over time and the things i took an interest in. Sometimes, because i sided with S, i would gain lots of friends, and others, i would lose lots of friends. Whether i made people happy or mad, S was present. i can’t really think of a time where i didn’t have some sort of dealing with S throughout the day. Talk about being connected at the hip, right?

But then, i gave up S…..wait, what? Yup. Who in their right mind would stop being friends with someone like S? Someone who could share the majority of the moments of your past life, help you gain some things, have a blast every now and then, that friend that you had turned to so much that it was just practical for S to be there with open arms, almost as if demanding you. Then i met someone else. Someone that would really change the way i lived. Some people i know, especially S, consider it to not be a wise decision in my life, because i have still experienced grief and conviction as a result of making this new friend. My new friend (i will refer to as G, who i actually had met long ago, but didn’t really get to know G until the past few years) has replaced S.

Upon reflection of my life, as fun as S was to have around, S was the worst possible friend to have, but i was blinded because of who i was then. S got me into a ton of trouble. S never really helped me to progress in life or to pursue the positive things (yes, i did make some gains with S, but it wasn’t right). When i really think about it, S never once forgave me. S actually never loved me. The ‘comfort’ S gave me (i liked at the time) wasn’t real, it was temporary, and it was wrong. S taught me to vent and deal with issues in my life in an easy way at those moments, but overtime, mainly destructive ways. How did i not notice what S was doing? S knew me very well, and S has been working this way for a long time.

G, however, patiently waited for me to find G. G loved me from the start, which i kinda rejected if i think about it. S did things that i enjoyed, but G required me to change. For the better. How do i find better than enjoyment? Realizing that i needed to change. G revealed to me that S was only there with me to, well, hurt me. S never intended to help me out. Yes, i began the story in a way that made it seem that way (because when S and i were BFFs, i thought that), but S wasn’t constructive to me at all. G saved me from S. [in my mind, i could write a novel about my life and experience with S, and what G has done so much better than S, but for time’s sake, i’ll wrap up].

As some of you might have guessed, my once best friend S, (who tries to visit me daily, still) is Sin. My past self really enjoyed the company of Sin, but ever since i met G, the friend that people need, the One who actually is the reason for any of us…yes, you guessed it. G, my best friend, is God. If i hadn’t met God and given up everything i was with Sin, i’d be dead. i know that. God saved me from Sin. What hurts me still, is seeing how easy it is to be befriended by Sin, and not realize the dangers of it. And what hurts even more, is that i know people who are basically dancing with Sin…..and what hurts even more, is that i haven’t even been doing all that i can to help break up their relationships with Sin so they can be delivered and saved from that life. So now, this is my charge, mainly to myself: Share the friendship that’s been waiting for longer than anyone has been alive. With God. Ask me about Him, i’ll tell you.