I had the worst hair cut ever. My teeth were a mess. My complexion was moody. And I had no idea how to put on makeup. This was middle school–a time in my life that I mostly remember as awkward. It was foundational ground where I learned about relationships too, and little did I know then that those relational experiences were a preview of things I would face as an adult.
My daughter is entering the middle school years. I watch her work it out–this mystery of determining who is a friend. I offer input when I can and hope she’ll listen. The one benefit I have now that I didn’t have in my time is the Bible. The Bible has a lot to say about relationships and friendships.
But the Lord was displeased with what David had done.
12 So the Lord sent Nathan the prophet to tell David this story: “There were two men in a certain town. One was rich, and one was poor …” 2 Samuel 11:27b-12:1 NLT.
Sometimes people will lead us into sin. Sometimes we get there all on our own. David knew what he did was wrong, and it appears the only person he was deceiving was himself. Only Nathan spoke up. I would bet lots of people talked about David and Bathsheba, but only one spoke to David.
There could have been a different ending to this story: Nathan could have kept silent; or David could have gotten mad and stayed in denial. I know of times when I tried to speak to someone where it totally blew up in my face. It makes me cautious. But I also think of the times I didn’t speak up and watched someone I love go down a path that left many casualties. I always wonder what could have been if I had braved the truth. Likewise, I have my own regrets of things I’ve done. In hindsight, I see the value of choosing good friends–because in big ways and in small ways, who we spend time with will shape who we are and what we do.
Lord, I pray for discernment. I pray for wisdom. I pray for a tender heart and open ears–that I would be receptive to a friend’s truth and repent of sinful ways. I pray to be a good friend and I pray to have godly friends. I pray for my girls, that they would always seek you. There is truly no greater joy than to know a child is walking in the truth.