2 Samuel 9:18
“Don’t be afraid”, David said to him, “for I will show you kindness for the sake of your father Jonathan. I will restore to you all the land that belonged to your grandfather Saul, and you will always eat at my table.”
When God graced me with a bubbly personality, He also blessed with me a lot of friends - - in sets. My gradeschool classmates, especially those sharing six-years loyalty with me, are my considered honorary siblings; my high school barkadas (yes, with ‘S’) are still my best gimmick, out-of-the-box buds; my college bunch are my ever reliable, burden bearers; and my 21st century friends (haha!), are my all-season partners in life. I have to mention there are also those variedly-categorized few and they too are treasured much. I wouldn’t be a happy bubble without them. They are the air that blows me away, stretches me to form different shapes. They are the soap that keeps me from evaporating fast, supporting my thin wall instead of popping me up. And when our reflections interfere constructively, we produce bands of color! Never thought I'd be poetic for those guys, hahaha!! Oh I so miss them all now…. :<
Like David, most of us have a thousand and one stuff to attend to and couldn’t easily afford sometime off for some memory lane. You have your desks full and deadlines to meet, I have kids to homeschool and a curriculum project to complete, and David has a kingdom to build from ruins. It took him more than a decade to finally sit down and check his friendship log. Better late than later :> Jonathan was first in mind. They promised to show unfailing kindness to each other and to their descendants. I wonder if it’s the same idea we have to see our kids being best friends with our best friends’ kids :> He inquired a broad search for Saul’s household and found one last member, the crippled Mephibosheth. As he was honored with a robe and a sword by the lad’s father when he was still little known, David now returns the favor and honored the son with a seat on his table and the inheritance due him as grandson of the late king Saul. He gave much because he loved Jonathan much. Truly, a friend that sticks closer than a brother.
While writing this, a message popped on my screen and it was a message from my honorary sister. She was asking for yaya-referrals for my inaanak. I was smiling at how God readily prepared an action point for me. She has been an all-time friend. Her home was our playhouse and a soundboard when we’re singing Head Over Heels at the top of our lungs. We had many crying sessions over the phone and shared each other’s love stories too. She need not ask twice for me to lend a hand - - because she asked, and because God sent her to me. But today’s message is beyond helping out an asking friend in need. God wants us to make that initiative to know how are friends are and be all-there, as before, to be His comfort when they're burdened, or hopefully they're better so we could share their joys. Care to join my bubble journey today? Our friends might just be already popped out if we delay another year. Do you know that when one bubble meets with another, the smaller one will bulge into the larger bubble? You’d be surprised how WE will come out bigger after today :>