When I first started a relationship with Jesus, I have to admit that I did not quite consider him my friend. I would say he was more of an acquaintance. Although I talked to him often, I was not sure if he was hearing me or even if he cared about every single thing that I was saying. I knew that I wanted to follow Jesus wherever he took me, but did that automatically make us friends? Was he annoyed that I talked so much? There was that song, "Friend of God," so I guess inside I knew that he was supposed to be my friend but I did not actually feel that way. But as time went on, our friendship grew deeper just like any friendship does here on this earth.
However, the more I spoke to him, the more I realized that Jesus was listening and answering my prayers. He was the one I went to when I was hurting and alone as well as when I was rejoicing in gladness. He was the first person I wanted to tell about good news, even though he already knew about it. He was the one that never stopped seeking me and pursuing me no matter how many times that I turned my back on him. That is when I finally realized that Jesus was my friend. My absolute best friend.
He was with me everywhere, and I with him. Every time I drove my car, he was in the passenger seat, guiding and protecting me. Every time I walked in to class, he was walking beside me giving me a loving heart and words to speak. Every time I crossed the finish line at a track meet, he was there, rejoicing with me in my losses and my wins. I was more in love with the Creator than I could be with any creation.
Like any amazing friend of mine, one that makes my life so happy, so full of joy, I wanted to share Jesus with my other friends and people that I knew. I wanted them to feel as loved and cared for as I did. So I started introducing Jesus to them. Of course, not every one took an interest in knowing him or following him and some still do not, but over time people wanted to know him more, just as I did. Many even consider him their friend now.
Although we may feel jealous or possessive when someone considers our "best friend" their best friend, that feeling does not occur with Jesus. I want him to not only be my best friend, but theirs as well. I want my friends to walk with and follow him with me. I want them to be able to talk to him about everything, the good and the bad, and I want my friends to trust that Jesus will provide. I want myself and others to feel healed by the healer, comforted by the comforter, and loved by the one who loves the most.
