The bestest chick-friend ever
God knew I didn’t need a perfect friend, but one who messes up – like me. Yeah, now that woman would be a perfect friend for me. And that’s what God gave me.
One who loves her husband, but whose husband gets on her nerves at times – like mine.
One who adores her children, but who wouldn’t mind kicking them out – every now and then.
One who’s grateful to have a job, but whose job, well, can I say…sucks sometimes.
One who is devoted to her church. But, uh, hey, even church stuff bugs her.
She’s perfect. The bestest chick-friend ever.
She talks out her problems, but doesn’t gossip. Honest about her feelings without being negative or complaining. In fact, I admire her most for being able to look at her circumstances, smile, and still thank God. She truly endures like a mature woman of God.
It’s crazy, but how can such an imperfect person be so perfect for me?
My imperfect friend – the bestest chick-friend ever.
Kendra Timberlake, 2006