I had been in San Diego for 4 months and life was good. Our new church home was amazing. The boys had settled in school and started making friends and finding their individual groove. Tyann was flourishing in her role as an admin and also getting to know some pretty amazing ladies. It was Friday…my day off. I went to the gym, took a shower and then walked into my closet. I stop….FROZE and a huge void appeared in the pit of my stomach. I longedly looked at my friends in the corner of the closet. I took a snap shot and posted the pic on Instagram.  It was tagged with this quote: Someone asked if I knew you. A million memories flashed through my head and I whispered “……not anymore” #golfproblems

As you might have guessed by now, I was referring to my golf clubs as my “friends” and lamenting the fact that I had not played in some time. That was 4 years ago….it’s funny how time gives you perspective. I wasn’t really missing the frustration of hitting a tiny white ball down narrow fairways or trying to master the dreaded 40 yard chip! My golf clubs were not the “friends” that I was missing. I was missing my Foursome: Tim “Clutch” Turner – Eddie “The Hawk” – David “lip out” Dobson – Jeff “Beastmode” Countryman! There was something about the fellowship, camaraderie, taunting and comfort that comes with people you love, know and trust. I knew I needed more than ministry and family time…I needed some down time with the fellas.

Small Groups are a huge part of our individual progress.  We are built to have friends and they are so important to our well being.  Remember that Jesus had 12 very good friends that He traveled with, shared with, laughed with, dined with, and He loved them dearly.

….Now if I could only get the stinkin’ 40yrd chip mastered!!!

One who has unreliable friends soon comes to ruin, but there is a friend who sticks closer than a brother.  –Proverbs 18:24