I’m beginning to wonder if people honestly truly know the real me. I wonder if i know who my true friends are…the ones who will always be there for me if i need to talk, that will stick up for me in any situation, that love to spend time with me and chill with. Those who know my fears and dreams and look beyond the things that annoy them about me and want to get to know the real me. I’m focusing on pleasing God not people.

I’m reminded of what Jesus must have felt when he was being betrayed by Judas and denied by Peter. I’m worried about what others are doing to me and how i have felt such hurt for being betrayed and poked and proded. But I honestly havent thought about what I’m doing to Jesus and what was done to him back those 1,000s of yrs when he was hung on the cross. He knows my every fear and dream. He is a friend that sticks closer than a brother. He is ALWAYS there when i need to talk . He looks beyond what I have done and into my heart. That is true love. And I am glad i found a friend in my Jesus and my Savior and that some day i look forward to spending eternity with him and praising him all my days.