I'm Not Surprised

When I got to work, this morning, there was a basket neatly wrapped with an assortment of treats and goodies from my good friend at work and his wife to give to Becky. She has hurt her knee and we have felt love from a few people who trully care about us, and we can feel it. I have said it many times but I will state it again. There are a lot of really good people out there who are sincere in their approach to love and look out for those that they really care about. I have a long way to go on perfecting this particular characteristic in my life. I will probably spend a lifetime trying and hopefully I'll get close to mastering it.

The Worth Of A Friend

Just as I promised, this week I am going to share some experiences that other people have had with good friends in their lives.  If you have something to share, please email them to me dfish0223@yahoo.com.
This story comes from my mom. 

"I was an extremely shy girl. I would get sick to my stomach if I went to stay overnight anywhere that my parents were not with me.  When I was a Beehive (12 or 13) in Young Women at church I had the most wonderful leader. Her name was Edith Van Sloten. She pulled me in and loved me like I was the only girl in the class. I know she did the same with all of the girls. It was springtime and she started talking up what a fun summer we were going to have and that she wanted all of us to go to Young Women camp. As I remember the cost of the camp was sizeable for that time and she was willing to help us with ideas to earn the money to pay our way.  Sister Van Sloten hired me and another girl to wash all of the outside windows in her home. We worked very hard all one Saturday. We did several other fund raiser projects and finally had our money.  A couple days before we were to go to camp I started to get very anxious and nervous about being away from home, but we had worked so hard that I hoped that I would be okay with Sister Van Sloten. So with the encouragement of my parents I packed my suitcase and my sleeping bag and off I went with my group.  I only made it one night at camp and my parents had to come and get me. I was sad that I would have disappointed the leader that I loved so much, but she assured me that it was okay and that there were lots of other fun times ahead.  I have never forgotten what a wonderful friend Sister Van Sloten was to a very shy young girl."  Thank you, mom.  I love you. 

The affects of one person are far-reaching.  Friends are those we can count on to accept us for who we are, all of the time.