Friends and Enemies in the House

Sometimes it’s hard to find a good friend. When I was in 6^th grade, one of the kids at my lunch table was having a birthday party. He invited several of the other boys at the table, but not me. So, I asked, “hey, what about me, can I come?” Thankfully, he said yes. As it turns out, we became great friends through school and sports, served as groomsmen in each other’s weddings and still talk today. Friendship matters. Friendship based in faith really matters.