What it means to be a friend…by Sindy Nagel
I’m excited to share with you one thing I know today
What it means to be a friend in every single way
Then ask your inner being, “Does this reflect myself?”
“Am I this good of friend to anybody else?”
My Friend is always near me; He’s never far away
I can call upon His name and speak with Him all day
Especially in the evening hours, He makes His presence known
And watches over me when I’m in the sleeping zone
He’s quite the gentle man, never pushing His own way
He opens wide His arms of love when I have gone astray
Forgiving my transgressions, my iniquities, my sin
And helps me live a better life by His Spirit guide within
When I am feeling down in heart or my spirit seems depressed
My friend helps cheer my inner soul and shows me I am blessed
When fear sets in, or doubt attacks, or I feel my heart is weak
He reminds me of His promises, and things don’t look so bleak
When life gets hard and things go wrong, He is my hiding place
I run to Him, climb in His arms; He wipes tears from my face
He listens so intently to all the words my lips release
And offers me His wisdom, while giving me His peace
My Friend is there in good times too, when I am filled with glee
His heart swells up, He cracks a smile, when things go well for me
My biggest fan and cheerleader, He’s always the first one
To fondly pat me on the back and say the words, “Well done!”
Every morning when we meet for prayer, He listens and He speaks
When my challenges go on for days and days turn into weeks
I can pour out my troubles to Him and He’s the first to say,
“Don’t worry ‘bout a thing that’s coming, I’ve got your back today!”
Like two best friends can usually do, we enjoy our time together
We laugh and cry, we joke and play, like two birds of a feather
I always know when I’m in trouble, He’ll stay close by my side
He cheers me on, encourages me—in Him I can confide
My Friend is my comforter, my protector, and my guide
He loves me so much that He paid my debt and died
Although it sometimes feels this way, He left me not alone
He’s always there, deep within, because my heart’s His home
This poem is dedicated to My Friend, He is the world’s best
Even when I’ve fallen short and put Him to the test
He loves me more than I can grasp and shows it when He can
He is my Rock, my Friend, my King, and I, His biggest fan
I’ve shared with you one thing I know about being a good friend
Both in the good and bad times, an ally to the end
Now ask your inner being, “Does this reflect myself?”
“Am I this good of friend to anybody else?”
Go and be a friend today, and use this as your guide
Listen, pray, encourage the one you walk beside
Whether skies are sunny blue or darker shades of gray
Be the best that you can be–a good friend, through Him today