So, I’m sort of new here. At least in the posting instead of just reading. I do feel welcome and I do appreciate that. I’ll try to maintain that status. But I have to admit to a certain amount of angst over the forum ‘features’ and I need to express my reticence toward inclusion in these things.
Let me explain.
When I was twelve my dad was transferred to another city. In the first week of being the new kid in the school a girl approached me and said, “Hi, I’m Margaret. Do you want to be my friend? My best friend doesn’t like me anymore and I want to make her jealous.”
Yes, yes, she did say that. At least she was honest. Being a peculiar child who was born to see and do things differently than the crowd, I replied, “Thanks, but I don’t make friends like that.” She shrugged and walked away, clearly broken but stoically hiding her devastation.
I think back on it as the first ever “defriending”. I am nothing if not a trend setter.
However, not much changed in the way I chose to have or be a friend over the last half century. I’m sure I am not the only person remaining who does not use any, as in no social media, except the now archaic email but I am quite sure I am a member of a shrinking minority. Here I am, all these years later, and I find the new culture of friending/liking/star-ranking friendship and acceptance to be just as unreal and untrue as any other way that quantifies friendship in terms of numbers instead of genuine accountability.
What is it about humans that we must have proof that we are liked and yet the proof we depend on is not in the least reliable? Is it something inherent in us that we must appear to others that we are acceptable to others? There was some core in me that knew even at age twelve that this is a weakness that leaves us quite vulnerable. It is why children in urban areas cannot break free of the cycle that pulls them into gangs. It is the underlying cause of suicides from virtual bullying. It is the new glittering mask that hides the ugliness of all that is insincere. It is the siren call of that which seems to be but is not. It sucks in and then spits out at will. Leaving misery in all manner of ways.
Call me a maverick but I prefer God’s time proven system for defining friendship, brethren, assembly, fellowship. Please don’t be offended when I say I don’t need you to ‘like’ me. If I am worthy to be loved, then love me, not as a gift, mind you, but as a reward for my having earned it. I’ll do my best to earn your respect, your friendship, true friendship. But I don’t need it recorded anywhere. God is the Great Accountant.
Precious indeed is the fellowship of those whose citizenship is in heaven. We have fellowship with the Saviour: “God is faithful by whom ye were called unto the fellowship of his Son Jesus Christ” ( I Cor. 1:9). We have the fellowship of the Spirit (Phil. 2:1). There is the fellowship of His sufferings (Phil. 3:10). We enjoy the fellowship of the Saints ( I John 1:7; Acts 2:42). There is the fellowship of service: “the fellowship of ministering to the saints” ( II Cor. 8:4). Vance Havner
For Him,
Meema