POWER OF FRIENDSHIP
...............Be a Good
Friend......................
One day, when I was a freshman in high school,
I saw a kid from my class was walking home from school. His name was Kyle.
It looked like he was carrying all of his
books. I thought to myself, “Why would anyone bring home all his books on a
Friday? He must really be a nerd.” I had quite a weekend planned (parties and a
football game with my friends tomorrow afternoon) so I shrugged my shoulders
and went on.
As I was walking, I saw a bunch of kids running
toward him. They ran at him, knocking all his books out of his arms and
tripping him so he landed in the dirt. His glasses went flying, and I saw them
land in the grass about ten feet from him. He looked up and I saw this terrible
sadness in his eyes, my heart went out to him. So, I jogged over to him as he
crawled around looking for his glasses, and I saw a tear in his eye. As I
handed him his glasses, I said, “Those guys are jerks. They really should get
lives.” He looked at me and said, “Hey thanks!” There was a big smile on his
face. It was one of those smiles that showed real gratitude. I helped him to
pick up his books, and asked him where he lived. As it turned out, he lived
near me, so I asked him why I had never seen him before. He said he had gone to
private school until now. I had never hung out with a private school kid
before. We talked all the way home, and I carried some of his books. He turned
out to be a pretty cool kid. I asked him if he wanted to play a little football
with my friends, he said yes. We hung out all weekend and the more I got to
know Kyle, the more I liked him, and my friends thought the same of him.
Monday morning came and there was Kyle with the
huge stack of books again. I stopped him and said, “Boy, you are gonna really build
some serious muscles with this pile of books everyday!” He just laughed and
handed me half the books. Over the next four years, Kyle and I became best
friends. When we were seniors we began to think about college. Kyle decided on
Georgetown and I was going to Duke. I knew that we would always be friends,
that the miles would never be a problem. He was going to be a doctor and I was
going for business on a football scholarship.
Kyle was the Valedictorian of our class. I teased
him all the time about being a nerd. He had to prepare a speech for graduation.
I was so glad it wasn't me having to get up there and speak.
Graduation day, I saw Kyle. He looked great. He
was one of those guys that really found himself during high school. He filled
out and actually looked good in glasses. He had more dates than I had and all
the girls loved him. Boy, sometimes I was jealous! Today was one of those days.
I could see that he was nervous about his speech. So, I smacked him on the back
and said, “Hey, big guy, you’ll be great!” He looked at me with one of those
looks (the really grateful one) and smiled. ”Thanks!” he said. As he started
his speech, he cleared his throat, and began:
“Graduation
is a time to thank those who helped you make it through those tough years. Your
parents, your teachers, your siblings, maybe a coach…but mostly your friends… I
am here to tell all of you that being a friend to someone is the best gift you
can give them. I am going to tell you a story.”
I just looked at my friend with disbelief as he
told the story of the first day we met. He had planned to kill himself over the
weekend. He talked of how he had cleaned out his locker so his mom wouldn't have
to do it later and was carrying his stuff home. He looked hard at me and gave
me a little smile. “Thankfully, I was saved. My friend saved me from doing the unspeakable.”
I heard the gasp go through the crowd as this handsome, popular boy told us all
about his weakest moment. I saw his Mom and dad looking at me and smiling that
same grateful smile. Not until that moment did I realize its depth.
Never
underestimate the power of your actions.
With one small gesture you can change a person’s
life for better, or for worse. God puts us all in each other’s lives to impact
one another in some way.
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