I talk about my friends a lot. When I'm a few feet away from them, and even more when there are miles that separate us. Especially my best friends Mike and Katie. They come up in conversations all the time. Every one that is around me for more than a day will recognize and know their names. People that have never even met them will ask me how they're doing because they feel like they know them from my stories. I love them so much, and I love to keep them in my life as I keep them in my conversations. They come up randomly as someone will say something that will remind me of them, or I want to tell them a story of some crazy thing we did back in the day. Basically, I talk about them all the time.
What hit me last night was that I don't talk about Jesus like that. Not really. He isn't the first one that comes to mind when someone wants me to tell them a story, I don't bring Him up in almost every conversation. I sometimes don't miss being with Him like I do with my best friends. But He wants to be my best friend.
I want Him to be my best friend. I want Him to come up in all of my conversations. When I meet new people, when I talk to my friends and family, I want Jesus to come up in conversation even more than Mike and Katie do. I've done a bad job of just making Mike and Katie known, when I'm called to make Jesus my best friend, and to make Him known first.
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