Postby Yumie » Thu Nov 02, 2006 5:51 pm
It's not your fault. It may be that she truly needs you as a friend to be a good example for her, though it may take sacrifice on your part because it's obvious she doesn't want to BE your friend, she just wants you to be HER friend. I understand what you're going through because I have a friend like that, who often carries incredibly long "conversations" with me where I get to say nothing because she just wants me to listen to her, but doesn't want to take the time to listen to anything I have to say. It's really frustrating because it feels like it's pointless to be friends with someone who doesn't care about you and could easily find someone else to listen to them talk about themselves all the time-- but then I have to realize that, when I do get to say something, it may be exactly what she needs to hear. I realize that I could be affecting her positively more than I realize. So, even if your friend is using you, as painful as that is, you may have no idea how much good you're doing her just by being there for her (even if she wants you there a little too often.) So, like Ashley said, just try to keep it up and do the best you can, asking God for strength when you don't think you have enough to handle her. You never know how God may use you in her life.
Be Thou my Vision, O Lord of my heart;
Naught be all else to me, save that Thou art
Thou my best Thought, by day or by night,
Waking or sleeping, Thy presence my light.
Be Thou my Wisdom, and Thou my true Word;
I ever with Thee and Thou with me, Lord;
Thou my great Father, I Thy true son;
Thou in me dwelling, and I with Thee one.
Be Thou my battle Shield, Sword for the fight;
Be Thou my Dignity, Thou my Delight;
Thou my soul’s Shelter, Thou my high Tower:
Raise Thou me heavenward, O Power of my power.
Riches I heed not, nor man’s empty praise,
Thou mine Inheritance, now and always:
Thou and Thou only, first in my heart,
High King of Heaven, my Treasure Thou art.
High King of Heaven, my victory won,
May I reach Heaven’s joys, O bright Heaven’s Sun!
Heart of my own heart, whatever befall,
Still be my Vision, O Ruler of all.