AM I REALLY ENTITLED?
There is a huge burden in my heart I have always desired to talk about and I think I have found the right time to express it. You may not agree with my opinion, you may not see it from my angle but you would find some sense in it.
This issue of friendship has left so many unanswered questions in my heart. My heart bleeds when I look at my experience with people.
As you read, I hope you hear my voice between those lines. I also hope that you understand what I am trying to pass across and I hope you see my innocence and sincerity in all that I pour out.
Who are friends?
What are friends for?
Who are they meant to be?
In my own little way, I have been able to answer these few questions but the reality is something I just don't seem to understand.
Life is moving so fast with us that we seem to forget and lose track of vital and important things in our lives.
We are so distracted and bombarded with activities that we lose count of people that we say we love. And each day, we keep chanting this short sentence, I LOVE YOU.
I keep thinking and wondering if those words are really meant by people that say it seeing that their actions and reactions proves otherwise.
Beyond the I LOVE YOU is the labour that is attached with it. There is something the Holy Bible calls; "LABOUR OF LOVE". There is a labour truly attached with this love we seem to have for others. And if we truly labour for each other, how better and beautiful our lives will be.
Nobody succeeds alone. Nobody strives alone.
We all need people in our lives.
I have this friend of mine who happens to be someone I cherish so much. We got close over time and spending time with him was always enlightening. But I noticed that he hardly calls unless you call him. He hardly checks up on you unless you do it first. Then one day I confronted him about it and he said a statement that got me thinking for days. He said, I AM ENTITLED! I was pained. I was never expecting him to say such to me.
For days, I was thinking about it. Questions popped up on my mind.
Am I really entitled?
Is it too much to ask a friend why he does not call or try to check up?
From my opinion, we are responsible for the people we truly call our friends and they are also responsible for us too. We are there for ourselves!
I grew up seeing friendship from a very big and beautiful perspective but as I grew up they became so fickle.
I love people and it's a joy to me when I am surrounded by them. I love it when we can talk heart to heart. We can play, gist, win, lose, cry together and all. But, I have never had that kind of friendship before. It seems as if it doesn't exist. But there are people who enjoys this thing called friendship.
In the midst of all these, I made a promise to myself to make sure the people who are called my friends receive all the love, support, care and affection I can ever give.
I promise to be a friend who truly stands but the question now is what now happens when it is not reciprocated?
There is a part of us that needs to be loved and valued. There is a part of us that yearns for attention. There is a part of us that needs to be sought after and cuddled. There's a part of us that wants to talk. There's a part of us that wants to be silent and hugged!
But we have become so busy at the expense of people we say we love. Why do I have friends if I cannot talk together, pray together, cry together, win together and do stuffs together?
Iron sharpeneth iron says the Word of God. I put it this way, "man sharpeneth man".
Sometimes, we feel we can be strong on our own. We always want to show personal strength at the expense of our falling. We hide personal struggles, pain, secrets with the slogan that "I will be fine". We think we can be okay and fix things ourselves most times.
Jesus who happens to be the greatest friend had 12 friends (disciples) who walked, spoke and stayed with Him. He strengthened them and they strengthened Him too.
Friendship is packing it's load so fast that we don't seem to notice. The earlier we realize that we need people and they need us, the better we will become.
We might have gone through different things in the hands of certain people in our lives but it shouldn't be at the expense of those we love and cherish. Learn to love again.
We need each other, that's why we are born into a family and surrounded by people who are not family too. I call them friends.
I noticed people who are caring, loving and so compassionate do not seem to be lucky with having friends that sticks. I am a living example.
We may be so busy and stuck up but let's try and create time for people that we love and has truly loved us.
A text is not small.
A call goes a very long way.
A check up at home, is amazing.
That WhatsApp buzz can be a healing pill.
You have loved enough with your words, start loving with your actions.
People are hurting. People are dying secretly. People are nursing unshared pains and the funniest thing is they are part of people we say I LOVE YOU to.
Some people just need a brotherly or sisterly hug. Some needs a listening ear. Some needs just words of encouragement.
We have Jesus, but we also need people...
I look forward to friends that sticks closer than a brother. I have found that in Jesus whom I love dearly. I have been that to others but I desire to see such happen to me too.
Love truly!
Reach out!
Labour for others!
This question hasn't left my mind. AM I REALLY ENTITLED?
