I realize that the last two posts have had a common theme--friendship. Saul and David were close friends; then that friendship was tainted by jealousy. Torah Bright and Kelly Clark were also friends; their friendship, however, was strengthened by love and support.
I realize that I have not always been a good friend because friends want the best for each other. Sometimes I allow jealousy (as with Saul and David) to keep a friendship from growing and flourishing. When a friend achieves a writing goal that I am still working toward, am I happy for her? When another friend moves into a large, fancy home, am I pleased for her? Sometimes ,,, and sometimes not.
Joy for today: being a good friend.