Jesus makes the best best friend. He has never ignored me, cut me out, shamed me, or rolled His eyes at me. Not once. He always listens, always cares, always tells me truth.
I always, sincerely wonder how people can say this. Jesus can’t pick you up for your chemo appointment. Can’t recommend a great hairdresser. Can’t share with you his joy about a new relationship or a pregnancy or getting a dog. He’s no good for a Christmas party, a round of Bunco or a sleepover weekend at the lake house. How can anyone think Jesus is their best best friend when it can only ever go in ONE direction?
