I once heard someone say, “If anyone has to buy a zucchini in the summer, that person must not have any friends.” Having just bought a zucchini, I said, “Hey!” So we became friends and I didn’t have to buy another zucchini that summer. Or the next.
The abundance of zucchinis this summer reminded me of this. It also reminded me how nice it is to have friends.
A few weeks ago we ended up in Emergency (again) with our little guy. It seems that whenever he gets a cold, he has complications – the latest ones being breathing difficulties that sent us to the Stollery by ambulance. It sure is frightening to watch your baby struggling to breathe. Then there are the other children at home to worry about.
Enter friends.
Friends who watch our children. Friends who provide dinner when we’re unable to cook. Friends who pray for us. Friends who offer to keep our kids overnight if we have to be at the hospital past bedtime.
What would we do without friends? I’m glad I haven’t had to find out.
In June I saw six high school girls walk past my house. Five of them were holding some kind of electronic device, heads bent, fingers texting. I couldn’t help but wonder if they were friends and, if so, why they weren’t talking to each other. Or were they texting each other? I don’t know. But it did make me worry about the ability of future generations to make friends and communicate in relationships.
I tell my children that to have a friend you have to be one. Sometimes we’re on the giving end, sometimes the receiving end. But whenever someone lifts another, they are, indeed, a friend in high places.
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