THE POWER OF A FRIEND

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  • observador
    observador

    Hello everyone.

    I got this from a friend of mine, and thought I'd share it with you. WARNING: MAY NOT BE A REAL LIFE STORY.

    A friend is something we should never throw out the window!

    Observador.

    THE POWER OF A FRIEND

    One day, when I was a freshman in high school, I saw a kid from my class
    walking home from school. His name was Kyle. It looked like he was
    carrying all of his books. I thought to myself, "Why would anyone bring
    home all his books on a Friday? He must really be a nerd."

    I had quite a weekend planned (parties and a football game with my
    friends tomorrow afternoon), so I shrugged my shoulders and went on.
    As I was walking, I saw a bunch of kids running toward him. They ran at him,
    knocking all his books out of his arms and tripping him so he landed in
    the dirt. His glasses went flying, and I saw them land in the grass about
    ten feet from him. He looked up and I saw this terrible sadness in his eyes.

    My heart went out to him. So, I jogged over to him and as he crawled
    around looking for his glasses, I saw a tear in his eye. As I handed him
    his glasses, I said, "Those guys are jerks. They really should get lives."
    He looked at me and said, "Hey, thanks!" There was a big smile on his
    face. It was one of those smiles that shows real gratitude.

    I helped him pick up his books, and asked him where he lived. As it
    turned out, he lived near me, so I asked him why I had never seen him
    before. He said he had gone to private school before.

    I would have never hung out with a private school kid before. We talked
    all the way home, and I carried some of his books. He turned out to be a
    pretty cool kid. I asked him if he wanted to play a little football with
    my friends. He said yes. We hung out all weekend and the more I got to know
    Kyle, the more I liked him, and my friends thought the same of him.

    Monday morning came, and there was Kyle with the huge stack of books
    again. I stopped him and said, "Boy, you are gonna really build some
    serious muscles with this pile of books everyday!" He just laughed and
    handed me half the books.

    Over the next four years, Kyle and I became best friends. When we were
    seniors, we began to think about college. Kyle decided on Georgetown,
    and I was going to Duke. I knew that we would always be friends, that the
    miles would never be a problem. He was going to be a doctor, and I was
    going for business on a football scholarship.

    Kyle was valedictorian of our class. I teased him all the time about
    being a nerd. He had to prepare a speech for graduation. I was so glad it
    wasn't me having to get up there and speak.

    Graduation day, I saw Kyle. He looked great. He was one of those guys
    that really found himself during high school. He filled out and actually
    looked good in glasses. He had more dates than I had and all the girls loved
    him. Boy, sometimes I was jealous.

    Today was one of those days. I could see that he was nervous about his
    speech. So, I smacked him on the back and said, "Hey, big guy, you'll be
    great!" He looked at me with one of those looks (the really grateful one)
    and smiled. "Thanks," he said.

    As he started his speech, he cleared his throat, and began. "Graduation
    is a time to thank those who helped you make it through those tough years.
    Your parents, your teachers, your siblings, maybe a coach...but mostly
    your friends. I am here to tell all of you that being a friend to someone
    is the best gift you can give them. I am going to tell you a story."

    I just looked at my friend with disbelief as he told the story of the
    first day we met. He had planned to kill himself over the weekend. He
    talked of how he had cleaned out his locker so his Mom wouldn't have to
    do it later and was carrying his stuff home. He looked hard at me and gave
    me a little smile.

    "Thankfully, I was saved. My friend saved me from doing the unspeakable."
    I heard the gasp go through the crowd as this handsome, popular boy told
    us all about his weakest moment. I saw his Mom and dad looking at me and
    smiling that same grateful smile.

    Not until that moment did I realize the impact of my little gesture.

    Never underestimate the power of your actions. With one small gesture you
    can change a person's life; for better or for worse. God puts us all in each
    other's lives to impact one another in some way.

    Look for the good in others.

    "Friends are angels who lift us to our feet when our wings have trouble
    remembering how to fly."

    It's National Friendship Week. Show your friends how much you care.
    Send this to everyone you consider a FRIEND. If it comes back to you,
    then you'll know you have a circle of friends.

  • Octavia
    Octavia

    Oh my goodness, that is so powerful! Thank you for sharing such a lovely reminder.

  • kls
    kls

    WOW, i was not expecting the end that he was going to kill himself. Very powerful story that really make you think , thank's for posting it.

  • funkyderek
  • azaria
    azaria

    You could have at least warned us (while wiping away a tear)

    Just a smile, a hug, can make such a difference in a persons life. Thanks for the story. I'll be sending it to a few people.

    As Jesus said, after loving God, we are to love each other. Romans 13:9-10...and whatever other commandment there may be, are summed up in this one rule: Love your neighbour as yourself. Love does no harm to its neighbour. Therefore love is the fulfillment of the law.

  • observador
    observador

    This is an interesting story, which a lot of people would relate to, regardless of it being a real life one.

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