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Who's Ya Boy?

Dads,

I cannot begin to tell you how important it is to have real relationships.  It's great to have 'my boy' or hangout buddies, but there is no replacement for having someone that you can confide in, completely trust, and generally love.  Someone you feel safe leaving your most precious possessions with- your heart, your family, your emotions.

This is usually not the case with most men, at least with me.  I was and still am very much an introvert.  But I know that I need my friends.  And guess what, I know my friends need me. 


Picture taken from article in Art of Manliness

I know I have written about this already, but I feel this needs to be a reminder and a spur into our hearts, even mine as I write this.  Whether you want to believe it or not, you cannot do this life on your own.  You cannot raise your children on your own.  You cannot be the best husband on your own laurels; you cannot be a successful employee or employer without a mentor.  YOU CAN'T!

Challenge -- take a moment, think, and name three of your closest friends.  Let me be clear.  These friends know you and can account for you.  They know the good and bad of your heart, your innermost feelings, and can see through you even when you can't.  There is a story in the Bible about Jonathan and David, two men who shared one of the most ridiculously fascinating friendships known to man.  What an example, one I still strive to attain.  So back to my challenge:  can you name three REAL friends? Two? How about one? If no one comes to mind, I challenge you to chase after that friendship.  Yes, chase! No man is an island.  Besides, who will rescue you and know you need help when that incredible storm comes?

Dads, men, I have NOS and I hope you don't either.
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