A Friend in Jesus

Sorrow and suffering bring you to a place where you can know the deep things in life. Deeper faith, deeper understanding, deeper sensitivity. These are the gifts that come along with them. Sometimes, they drive you to a deep need to reach out and open up, or, shut up the world from your life and just settle in your shell to avoid being hurt. I have been in and out of both, but reaching out to share has always had the upper hand.

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After a usual day alone with my writing interspersed with suffering, my husband finally came home in the afternoon. Often, we just have snacks together and talk about trivial things (sometimes I just prefer to clam up and not tell how hard my day has been). But this time, I had the overwhelming urge to tell him about the book I’ve started to write. I told him that he’s the only soul I’ve shared what the book is all about, then proceeded to show eagerly the first few chapters. He was nodding but distracted. Before I was finished, he stopped me (not rudely) and said, “Can we just cut it short because I want to take a nap.” I have known this forever. That he’s someone who is rarely interested with books, or reading, or writing, or analyzing (he only reads news and sometimes the Bible). Why I keep forgetting this fact in our life is entirely my fault. Although I know all this, I still get hurt and I still long to have someone to talk to about the things that interest me.

But I have to quietly accept the fact that husbands can’t be everything. Mine does sacrificial love every single day: massages my atrophied legs late at night when I can’t sleep; assists me in bathing and washing my hair; runs errands – the things I want him to check out or buy in stores, etc. etc. But he can’t be all I want him to be. That wouldn’t be fair. Husbands are not all-in-one.  That’s why there are women friends. And I’m in want of one.

I had a friend once who knew all my flaws but still didn’t think of deserting me. She was the one who would volunteer to walk with me the whole length of Mega Mall for the nth time because I finally decided to buy the blouse, or the dress, or the pair of shoes. She would do her best to keep her drooping eyes open while I talked into the night. But I made sacrifices for her, too. I would endure a migraine attack that was killing me while we ate a Thai dinner which was her favorite. She was the one who would go to such lengths just to buy me roasted chestnuts when out of season (but Chinatown had it and she intuitively knew) because it was what I was pining for while I was pregnant with Hannah. But before I gave birth, she had left for Canada, a better opportunity for her. We haven’t seen each other for 8 years now.

But though I’m hungering for a friend I can touch and laugh and cry with, I know I have one who is always there and ready to listen. He can be as close as the next heartbeat. He eases my pains; soothes my sorrows; and makes me soar in the inspiration He brings. My friend is Lord and King and He loves me forever. I’m glad I found a friend in Jesus.

Can we find a friend so faithful,
Who will all our sorrows share?
Jesus knows our every weakness;
Take it to the Lord in prayer.

From the song What a Friend We Have in Jesus

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  1. I’ve discovered that I’m a friend of anyone who is a friend of Jesus! Jesus truly is the best friend! I’m learning to be truly thankful for my lonely times, because this is where I’ve learned what a wonderful friend He is! You have a very sweet husband! Love & prayers, in Jesus, Cynthia

    • RinaPeru says:

      True, Cynthia. In those quiet and rather sad moments we can seek our Friend and bask in His undying love. Thank you for your friendship. Blessings!

  2. Barbie says:

    Oh friend, Jesus is the perfect friend. Humans will never quite make the mark. Thank you for sharing your heart today!

  3. Hazel Moon says:

    Why can’t we have it all? Yes, there are some things we have but others are missing. I truely believe that is where writing helps take up the slack. Many of us do not have a close lady friend who we can unburden our hearts too, but we do have a husband who does others nice and wonderful things for us. God makes up for it in different ways. He is our friend when there is no one else to talk to. Thank you for sharing at “Tell Me a Story.”

  4. Helene says:

    It’s really wise to remember who is our Alpha and Omega, our All in All, our friend who is closer than a brother!

  5. I often expect too much of people and become resentful when they don’t meet up to my expectations. Yet the one person I can rely on for everything I need is Christ. Forget this all too often.
    Thanks for sharing at Essential Fridays,
    Mel from Essential Thing Devotions