Ponder for a long time whether you shall admit a given person to your friendship but when you have decided to admit him, welcome him with all your heart and soul. — Seneca.
During my meditation this morning, I wondered if Christ had a friend. He had disciples, followers, and worshippers, but what about someone who was just a friend — someone he could confess his fears, someone he could confess his innermost secrets, and someone he laugh with? More importantly someone who could tell him when he was out of line and he would listen.
I have been fortunate in my life to have good friends in high school, in college, and in my various reinventions of my self and I treasure those friendships even when they no longer exist. Their friendships were unconditional and so was mine through thick and thin, good times and bad.
If my grandchildren would listen I would tell them that in this instance Seneca was dead on. Welcome a friendship with all your heart and soul.