One day, when I was a freshman in high school, 
I saw a kid from my class was walking home from school. 
His name was Kyle. It looked like he was carrying all of his books. 
I thought to myself, "Why would anyone bring home all his books on a Friday? 
He must really be a nerd." 

I had quite a weekend planned (parties and a football game with my 
friends) so I shrugged my shoulders and went on. As I was walking, I 
saw a bunch of kids running toward him. They ran at him, knocking all 
his books out of his arms and tripping him so he landed in the dirt. 
His glasses went flying, and I saw them land in the grass about ten 
feet from him. 

He looked up and I saw this terrible sadness in his eyes. My heart went 
out to him. So, I jogged over to him and as he crawled around looking 
for his glasses, and I saw a tear in his eye. As I handed him his 
glasses, I said, "Those guys are jerks. They really should get lives." 
He looked at me and said, "Hey thanks!" There was a big smile on his 
face. It was one of those smiles that showed real gratitude. I helped 
him pick up his books, and asked him where he lived. As it turned 
out, he lived near me, so I asked him why I had never seen him before. He 
said he had gone to private school before now. I would have never hung 
out with a private school kid before. We talked all the way home, and 
I Carried his books. 

He turned out to be a pretty cool kid. I asked him if he wanted to play 
football on Saturday with me and my friends. He said yes. We hung out 
all weekend and the more I got to know Kyle, the more I liked him, and 
my friends thought the same of him. 

Monday morning came, and there was Kyle with the huge stack of books 
again. I stopped him and said, 
"Boy, you are gonna really build some serious muscles with this pile of 
books everyday!" 

He just laughed and handed me half the books. 

Over the next four years, Kyle and I became best friends. When we 
were seniors, we began to think about college. Kyle decided on Georgetown, 
and I was going to Duke. I knew that we would always be friends, that 
the miles would never be a problem. He was going to be a doctor, and I 
was going for business on a football scholarship. 

Kyle was valedictorian of our class. I teased him all the time about 
being a nerd. He had to prepare a speech for graduation. I was so glad 
it wasn't me having to get up there and speak. 

Graduation day, I saw Kyle. He looked great. He was one of those guys 
that really found himself during high school. He filled out and actually 
looked good in glasses. He had more dates than I had and all the girls 
loved him. Boy, sometimes I was jealous. Today was one of those days. I 
could see that he was nervous about his speech. So, I smacked him on the 
back and said, "Hey, big guy, you'll be great!" He looked at me with one 
of those looks (the really grateful one) and smiled. "Thanks," he said. 

As he started his speech, he cleared his throat, and began. "Graduation 
is a time to thank those who helped you make it through those tough 
years. Your parents, your teachers, your siblings, maybe a coach, but 
mostly your friends. I am here to tell all of you that being a friend to 
someone is the best gift you can give them. I am going to tell you a 
story." 

I just looked at my friend with disbelief as he told the story of the 
first day we met. He had planned to kill himself over the weekend. He 
talked of how he had cleaned out his locker so his Mom wouldn't have to 
do it later and was carrying all his stuff home. He looked hard at me 
and gave me a little smile. "Thankfully, I was saved. My friend saved me 
from doing the unspeakable." I heard the gasp go through the crowd as 
this handsome, popular boy told us all about his weakest moment. I saw 
his mom and dad looking at me and smiling that same grateful smile. 
Not until that moment did I realize it's depth. Never underestimate the 
power of your actions. With one small gesture you can change a person's life. 

For better or for worse. God puts us all in each other's lives to impact 
one another in some way. Look for God in others. 

You now have two choices, you can: 

1) Pass this on to your friends 
or 
2) Ignore it and act like it didn't touch your heart. 

As you can see, I took choice number 1. 

"Friends are angels who lift us to our feet when our wings have trouble 
remembering how to fly." 

It's National Friendship Week. Show your friends how much you care. 

Eleanor Roosevelt wrote: 

Many people will walk in and out of your life, but only true friends 
will leave footprints in your heart. To handle yourself, use your 
head; to handle others, use your heart. Anger is only one letter short 
of danger.
 If someone betrays you once, it is his fault; 
if he betrays you twice, it is your fault. 

Great minds discuss ideas; 
Average minds discuss events; 
Small minds discuss people. 

He who loses money, loses much; 
He, who loses a friend, loses much more; 
He, who loses faith, loses all. 

Beautiful young people are accidents of nature, 
But beautiful old people are works of art. 

Learn from the mistakes of others. You can't live long enough to 
make them all yourself. 

Friends, you and me....you brought another friend.... 
and then there were 3. We started our group.... our circle of friends.... 
and like that circle.... there is no beginning or end. 

Yesterday is history. 
Tomorrow's a mystery. Today is a gift. National Friendship Week is is August 20 - 26. 

Show your friends how much you care. 

Send this to everyone you consider a FRIEND. 
If it comes back to you, then you'll know you have a circle of friends.