Why We Need Friends

“In friendship…we think we have chosen our peers. In reality a few years’ difference in the dates of our births, a few more miles between certain houses, the choice of one university instead of another…the accident of a topic being raised or not raised at a first meeting–any of these chances might have kept us apart. But, for a Christian, there are, strictly speaking no chances. A secret master of ceremonies has been at work. Christ, who said to the disciples, “Ye have not chosen me, but I have chosen you,” can truly say to every group of Christian friends, “Ye have not chosen one another but I have chosen you for one another.” The friendship is not a reward for our discriminating and good taste in finding one another out. It is the instrument by which God reveals to each of us the beauties of others.”

-C.S. Lewis

This is a retelling of a story, it’s not mine. And it can be widely applied.

A band of travelers  set out to cross the desert. Strangers who had nothing in common but their desire to reach a city across the sand, they each carried their own provisions. Not long after they set out, a terrible dust storm arose, darkening the sky and burying the path in silt and debris. Many turned back. Some hunkered down to wait out the storm. A few carried on. They became separated, lost. But two of the group were fortunate and stumbled upon an inn. There they found rest, shelter, food, and water while the storm raged on.

The next day, one of the travelers set out for the city alone. But the storm blew around him, and he was forced to dig a shelter. There a band of thieves found him. They took his supplies and left him without food or water.
The second traveler was also in a hurry to reach the city, but he remembered the others in the desert behind him. He worried they would run out of water and get lost, so he set out to find them. Eventually, he was able to help them to the inn. The wind still blew and clouds obscured the sun. The road still wound through the sometimes deep sand, and thieves were still in the hills. But this time the traveler was not alone. The group was large. When sand blocked the way, work parties were organized to remove it. When some faltered, the strong shouldered the burdens of the weak. When night came, there were watchmen to man the watch. After many days, the second man and his friends arrived safely at their destination.
When they arrived at the city, they gathered around the second traveler and said, “We could not have come to this place without you. What can we do to repay you?”
And the second man replied,  “I have not brought you to this place, we have brought one another.”
This reminds me of the connection between a storyteller and a reader. We often don’t know each other, and yet the storyteller is, essentially, offering to take the reader on a journey. Sometimes we may think we know the destination, but always the reader has to learn to trust the storyteller and the storyteller has to earn the trust of the reader. They need each other.
This story can also be related to the Indie community. Or any community, family, marriage, classroom, country. People need people. It’s not enough to simply not cause harm, if we’re in a position to do so, we should also help. And not just because it’s good for the helpless–it’s also good, if not necessary, for the helper.
As Ecclesiastes tells us:
Ecclesiastes tells us: Two are better than one; because they have a good reward for their labour.
10 For if they fall, the one will lift up his fellow: but woe to him that is alone when he falleth; for he hath not another to help him up.
11 Again, if two lie together, then they have heat: but how can one be warm alone?
King James Version, Ecclesiastes 4:9-11
Every romance is, in it’s purest form, a buddy-story. It’s about two people finding each other and committing to spend their lifetime walking together. It’s about learning to smooth out each other’s rough patches and helping each other when obstacles roll by.
I’m so grateful for my friends here on Main Street. We were strangers from all different corners of the globe who had one thing in common–we all write contemporary romance. E. Ayres (check out E’s books) cobbled us together to create this blog. We were so impressed with ourselves, we put together a boxset of Christmas stories. That first collection rocked the Amazon charts. And we’ve been creating boxsets and deepening our friendships ever since.
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Whether this is a frequent hangout for you, or if you’re just dropping by, thanks for being a part of our tribe. Even if we don’t know you, we love you for just being here.
Kristy Tate
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4 Responses to Why We Need Friends

  1. THANKS for having me as a part of your tribe, Kristy!
    xx to you all!
    Lizzi

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  2. E. Ayers says:

    Ah, Kristy. We sort of all managed to collect each other, kinda like that story. We all jumped in and worked together each doing whatever was needed. Thanks, Jill James for the great blog site. You knew how to do stuff that I didn’t. Now I can’t imagine not having all of you in my life. And this just might be our best Xmas boxed set. Great stories! But it’s our readers that have kept us together, kept us pushing forwards, and kept us writing boxed sets.

    I’m not so certain I could have gotten through the stuff I have without all of you. Especially this past year, it’s almost like a marriage – in sickness and in health. LOL We are there for each other no matter what life tosses our way. We’re friends!

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  3. Jill James says:

    I can’t imagine not having found all of you. God bless, Pepper Phillips who so helped us to pull together and get organized to become the Authors of Main Street.

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  4. Kristy Tate says:

    I was thinking of Pepper when I wrote this. I think it was her birthday a few days ago and Facebook let me know. It’s still strange that I could mourn someone I never met so profoundly.

    Liked by 2 people

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