Wounds from a Friend can be Trusted

I did it.

I have been avoiding it for months.

I finally went and touched base with an old "friend" today.

I use the term loosely. For this friend is one of those that you love to hate. One of those that "tells it like it is" and doesn't let you pretend to be something you aren't. One of those that you avoid when you know you have sinned because you don't want to be reminded of your poor choice.

It is a tricky relationship because this friend can also be the most encouraging when I am making good choices. This friend will help me celebrate even the tiniest of successes. This friend will keep me going when the going gets tough and pushes me to be a better person. This friend is the one who holds one of my deepest secrets, and doesn't tell a single soul. It is a true Proverbs 17:17 friend, "A friend loves at all times. He is there to help when trouble comes."

So, despite my recent failures, I decided it was time to re-connect. Time for me to move past the past 3 ... maybe 4 ... okay 5 months of resentment and really listen to the truth of my friend. So, I got up with my alarm, said a small prayer, and went into the bathroom.

There it was.

My old "friend" ... the scale! GASP!!

Like I expected, the news it had for me was discouraging, but full of the truth I needed. Now that I have rekindled this relationship, I can start re-creating (or is it recreating as in recreation) myself.