Wednesday, September 7, 2011

There's No Ship Like a Friendship, Man...

Hey guys. I'm having a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day. Too bad my name's not Alexander. HAR HAR HAR. But seriously, folks. I feel compelled to write about something that's been on my heart for a couple of years now. And unfortunately, I have first-hand experience dealing with the subject.


Today, kids, I'm going to talk about friendship. But not just any friendship; REAL friendship. It's hard to know if you really have those, these days.  So what does it mean to be a real friend? The definition varies from person to person. But for me personally, the requirements are set in stone. Lemme share a few of those requirements with you...


NUMERAL UNO: Show No Faves! 
A real friend doesn't show favoritism.



Alright, I know all of you have fallen victim to this at one time or another. I know I have. Somehow you find yourself in a sticky situation that looks something like this; *you and BFF hanging out* *a wild mutual friend appears!* *BFF ignores you the whole time mutual friend is there* *it's super effective!*
Please tell me someone got my reference...lol ANYWAYS. For reals, guys. It's gonna happen to you at some point in your life, unfortunately. But it shouldn't! Favoritism is NOT what a real friend should be playing. In 1 Timothy 5:21 it says, "I charge you in the sight of God and Jesus Christ and the elect angels, to keep these instructions without penalty, and to do nothing out of favoritism." Well. Can't get plainer than THAT...but yes. Show no faves.


NUMERAL DOS: Gotta Be Real!
A fake friend is NOT a real friend.


Ho boy. Yet another thing I have personal experience dealing with. Okay so. Being fake with someone else is not okay. Especially when you pretend that you're not talking about them behind their back. It's not fun to be the person who you're talking about. Believe me, it causes nothing but drama. And having to hear from someone else that you're talking about them behind their back is WORSE. In fact, in Proverbs 16:28 it says, "A perverse man stirs up dissension, and a gossip separates close friends." YA HEAR THAT, Y'ALL?? A GOSSIP SEPARATES CLOSE FRIENDS. True story.
Being fake is pretty much hypocrisy. For those of you who don't know what that is, lemme break it down for ya.

hy·poc·ri·sy

  [hi-pok-ruh-see] 

noun, plural -sies.
1.
a pretense of having a virtuous character, moral or religious beliefs or principles, etc., that one does not really possess.

So ya see? Being fake means that you're one kind of person with certain people (virtuous, or goodie-two-shoes) and another kid of person with other people (gossiper, liar, ect.). You gotta be real.


NUMERAL TRES: Luv Me, Man!
A real friend always has your back.


This one is tough for me, because for a little over 2 years now, I've been finding out who really has my back and who doesn't...and there were FAR more people who didn't have it. Ever since my family left NCC, my friends have been dropping like flies. Of course, I still have true blue friends till the end, but I'm sad to say that there's only a handful of them. Don't get me wrong; I'm eternally grateful for those friends. They're my homies, yo (Sorry, didn't mean to get all street on you, there...). Nevertheless, I've had to deal with my share of fair-weather-friends.
BUT. The love that I'm getting from my real friends make it all worth it. In Proverbs 17:17 it says, "A friend loves at all times, and a brother is born for adversity." A friend loves at all times, huh? Huh. Interesting. At ALL times. Not just when things are peachy keen jelly bean. They love you in the tough times. They love you when you have nothing left. They love you when you think things can't get any worse. They love you at your best, despite seeing you at your worst. They love you with everything they have in them. They're your brotha from anotha motha. (Or sista from anotha mista. Same diff.) They luv you, man!


So. Those are my criteria for a REAL friend. Hopefully I didn't bore you,, and hopefully I let you in on the true meaning of being a real friend. Pick 'em wisely, my lovelies. You become the company you keep. 



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