“Faithful are the wounds of a friend; but deceitful are the kisses of an enemy” (Proverbs 27:6).
Around here in Southeast Louisiana you’ll see billboards that say “Friends don’t let friends eat imported crawfish.”
I know people in other parts of the country who would change that to say “Friends don’t let friends eat crawfish, period.” 🙂
A friend speaks up when his buddy is in trouble. A friend tells the truth even when doing so is uncomfortable for both parties. A friend rebukes his colleague if he’s doing something dangerous or self-destructive.
I want to be such a friend; I want to have such friends.
A few years back, while in Birmingham, I sought out a few friends whose opinions I treasure and handed them a brief manuscript I had labored over.
After all, who should know better than Calvin Miller, Fisher Humphreys, and Charles Carter whether my writing is sound, on target, helpful, and publishable?
“I need you to be brutally honest,” I said.