tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4095822388315899381.post3743113708282013549..comments2024-03-29T05:47:23.798-07:00Comments on Blessed Are The Pure Of Heart: FriendsAndrewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13230537202427640540noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4095822388315899381.post-89537763551740753482012-11-13T10:12:48.641-08:002012-11-13T10:12:48.641-08:00But I LIKE disco! And now I've found Barb'...But I LIKE disco! And now I've found Barb's Christmas present!<br /><br />Friendship is incredibly tough, but also incredibly fragile - like an eggshell.<br /><br />The eggshell is strong enough to protect a baby bird from a hostile world, but one tap in the wrong place, a little too hand, and it's broken. And it can't be fixed.<br /><br />Friendship's similar. We think we don't have to guard our words with true friends, but that's incorrect. Friends are human, and one misplaced word can do damage that can never be fully repaired, even with the best will in the world.<br /><br />Maybe the margin of error is bigger, but part of friendship IS being cognizant of how valuable it is, and how much effort must go into treasuring it.Andrewhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13230537202427640540noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4095822388315899381.post-39621755552928524682012-11-13T09:36:01.172-08:002012-11-13T09:36:01.172-08:00Ummm. Hell?Ummm. Hell?Jennifer Majorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12696261499182486196noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4095822388315899381.post-47264745443919947642012-11-13T03:18:16.353-08:002012-11-13T03:18:16.353-08:00I'm fairly certain that if I tried to count th...I'm fairly certain that if I tried to count the friends for whom I'd run INTO battle, I'd be surprised. Both by those for whom I'd do a double take, and for those I'd grab the biggest weapons I could find. <br />I'm surprised also by the friends who walk at a pithy, stupid, innocuous little comment, who I thought were trustworthy.<br />And I'm surprised, on occasion, how forgiving true friends can be, when I say those stupid things.<br />I know for a fact that are a special handful of friends who could have half my pancreas or one of my lungs if they needed a fresh healthy body part.<br />But if you tell my husband about the chain mail bikini top? I'll give my sister your phone number so she can call you and cheer you up. That's a level of hell only slightly worse disco and polyester.<br />Jennifer Majorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12696261499182486196noreply@blogger.com