When your best friend is God, You are never alone!

“This is my commandment: Love each other in the same way I have loved you. There is no greater love than to lay down one’s life for one’s friends. You are my friends if you do what I command… Now you are my friends, since I have told you everything the Father told me.”

“A friend loves at all times.”

A man of many companions may come to ruin, but there is a friend who sticks closer than a brother. –
A Prayer for Friendship:
Dear Lord, teach me to love others the way you first loved me. As I build relationships with others, let them see you in the extent of my generosity, the authenticity of my kindness, and the depths of my love. All of those things are only possible through you, the God who abides with me and calls me friend. In Jesus name, Amen.

What a friend we have in Jesus
East to west my sins are gone
I see grace on every horizon
And forever and ever
His heart is my home
Forever and ever His heart is my home…

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