"Bestie"...a word meaning best friend. I've got two (Viviane and Andrea)...working on four if I have my way (wink).
Bestie #1: Viviane (left in picture)
25 years ago, in seventh grade, I asked her to sit at my table in the cafeteria. Only God knew we would be so close. She knows things about me that could be used against me in a court of law...or a terrorist situation. This is why we must remain friends.
Bestie #2: Andrea (right)
I met her at church. I couldn't believe she got me. Instantly, I knew we were going to be friends. Seven years later...Ya know that friend that you can be inappropriate with and no legalism creeps in? Yep, she's that kind of friend. We all need one don't we?
My two best friends fall into the above category and more. What makes them special to me is not just their loyalty, but the fact that my tantrums, my weeping, my moping or bad, crabgrass kind of days never scare them off. Their grace comes in the form of forgiveness and understanding.
I am free to be me with God and with them. How lucky am I? What grace!