New Friends

Dear God, I feel lost and confused... I don't know what to do
I've been rejected and refused... I'm no longer part of the group
I just sit in my room and play music and read books all day
Right now I'm sad and it seems like there's no other way

I'm hiding because I really don't want them to know
Because the truth is I really don't want to leave or go...
Who needs friends who use you to get what they want?
I don't need this right now... I just want to run

Where is the love? I only hear about their haughty hatred
When I pray about it, I just wonder how I could be so stupid
I know how the saying goes, and it's so true for me:
'With friends like these, who needs enemies?'

       Finally one day I stopped feeling sorry for myself--
                                                                       and for them
      I got up and did what The Bible says:  I showed myself
                                         friendly, and made new friends

--bro. tim pickl
Saturday August 19, 2006 A.D.

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