What Real Friends Do

I’m a former mat dweller, paralyzed by the mess of sin. Once upon a time, friends took me to the feet of Jesus so I could walk.

I’m a miracle, walking now on my own spiritual legs.

But are these able-legs willing to do the hard work for someone else?

My jagged story of faith started on a mat with friends who willing to carry the load of me. Will I to carry my friends to Jesus — at any cost?

I’m sharing my thoughts today at Internet Cafe Devotions. Will you join me there by clicking here? We welcome your voice and input on what it means to be the most important kind of friend.