Sunday, February 22, 2009

Have a friend be a friend

Within everyone lies the desire to be liked. I'm not talking about love. You should love everyone, whether you like them or not. And I'm not talking about a junior high girl wondering which boys like her back.

I'm talking about the need to be enjoyed. The need to be thought of. The need to feel like people want you around.

Is this a part of being created in the image of God?

Now, moving from general to specific, I would like to comment further by saying that I am currently in the situation where I feel like I am not liked well by someone. The ironic part is that I'm not so crazy about this person.

Why the need to be liked even by people we don't like?

I think it is because I am self-centered enough that I turn back at myself and say there must be something fundamentally wrong with me, for this person to not like me.

Why am I aching for the attention of someone I think is difficult to be around?

Sorry to go all junior high. I'm done now. Don't worry about me, I'm fine. Just pondering these things that sometimes bother me that I sometimes dwell on.

Who knows? Perhaps the person who I feel like (a very important distinction) doesn't like me, gets that vibe from me as well?

I'm sure God has much to teach me on this.

A picture from simpler times. From L to R: Me (holding one of my then best friends Ricky the Raccoon), cousin Carrie, cousin Miranda
I'm sure we're at Pine Grove Park. Probably.

The closest to having blond hair that I've ever been.

1 comment:

Laura said...

Also, check out the rolls on my wrist. I was a fatty.

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