Pass the…Fluffy Salad

When Job’s three friends heard about all this disaster that had happened to him, they came, each one from his home—Eliphaz from Teman, Bildad from Shuah, and Zophar from Naamah. They agreed to come so they could console and comfort him. When they looked up from a distance and didn’t recognize him, they wept loudly. Each one tore his garment and scattered dust above his head toward the sky (Job 2:11-12, Common English Bible).

This is part 16 in the November Thanksgiving series, “Pass the…” for a listing on the other posts please see the index.

I have a lot of friends. If you look on Facebook its almost 1500. Many of them I really don’t know except online. I still treasure my friendship with them. I learn from them and hope they can say they learn from me as well. Sometimes they make me laugh. Sometimes they make me think. Sometimes they frustrate the daylights out of me. I am sure they could say the same about me.

I also know, most of those people, I couldn’t count on if I were in a bind. First of all, there are a lot of miles between most of us. Second, those people don’t really know me nor I them. I am not saying they are bad people. They aren’t. We just don’t know each other very well.

I have a lot of friends that aren’t just Facebook friends. Some have been friends for many years. My friend Doit was my best man almost 40 years ago. My friends Alan and Butch were in the Navy with me back in the late 70’s and early 80’s. A few weeks ago I got a Facebook friend request from a childhood friend named Tommy. We hadn’t seen each or talked to each other in almost 50 years! I am really glad he tracked me down. It was good to hear from him.

I have other friends too. Some are people I have met along the way. There are a some former colleagues from days prior to ministry. There are lots of former church members. There are current church members. And there are lots and lots of preachers. Even among those Facebook friends, the largest single group would have to be preachers and others who are in some kind of professional ministry.

Even my closest friends like Paul, Mike, Jay, Chuck, Lisa Beth and Scott (there are others too, that is the problems with listing names, you always forget somebody and take the chance on upsetting them when you leave them out). These are the folks I would at least like to think I can count on and I know can count on me. These are my friends who I know will pray for me when I stand in need and I regularly remember in prayer too.

One of the things about my friends is, like yours too, they are all different. God made them differently, wired them differently. My friends look different. My friends come from different racial and ethnic backgrounds. Many of my friends are very different from me. Their political and social outlooks aren’t the same as each other and many of them are different from my own. Some of them even have very different religious experiences and traditions. And, do you know what? Even with these different ways of seeing, looking and experiencing life, I treasure all of my friends. Please note, I didn’t say I always agree with my friends, nor do they always agree with me. I said I treasure all my friends no matter who much we are similar or we are different. They help me to see and experience the  world in new and different ways.

I see my friends in that fluffy salad that graces many people’s Thanksgiving table. Whenever I have been at my in-laws it was a staple of the Thanksgiving table. My father-in-law loved it.

I see my friends in this salad, but really in any salad because of all the different stuff that is in it. It isn’t always even the same color. I started to call it “the fluffy pink salad” and then I was reminded some people make it and its green or light orange or even blue. You can make it in whatever colors you can find Jello. It is also made of all kinds of different stuff. It has Jello, sugar, water, pineapple, marshmallows, nuts, orange segments, whipped cream and more. At least that is how I have experienced the salad. I read a recipe for it online that called for grated cheese and that tells me there are variations to the salad.

But, in a lot of ways I can see my friends in this salad. First, they come in many different races. Some of them are nuts. Some are sweet. Some are pretty flexible. I could go on but I think you get the idea.

Job’s friends in our lesson this morning is also how I like to see my friends. When Job was in need they came. I am fully aware that later they proved to not be all that helpful (that is why I stopped after two verses) but they were there. And, for my preacher friends, I am fully aware that I am eisegeting the text. Please get over it.

I am thankful for my friends because I know they are there for me. Sometimes they are there physically. Two of my friends drove more than several of my friends drove several hours, each way to be with me for my father’s memorial service. Some of them had never even met my dad, but they knew I was in need and they were there. Others couldn’t be there and that’s OK, I still knew while they weren’t there with me in a physical way, they were there in spirit and in prayer. I appreciated that more than they will ever know.

There is a pretty good chance that if you are reading this you are either my family, one my church members or one of my friends. In any of those cases just know, I love you and I appreciate you. Most of all, I am thankful for you.

Have a blessed day in the Lord.

Grace and Peace,

Copyright 2016, J. Keith Broyles, All Rights Reserved

Published by drjkbroyles

I love Mike Ashcraft's book, "My One Word." For the past nine years I have participated and encouraged others to participate to in the "My One Word" Challenge. My first word was discipline was my word the first year. Since then my word has been focus, sight, jungle, peace, concentration, serve, genuine and this year is fit. I seek to be fit for my health, my family, my church, my ministries. I seek to be fit in any are of my life where God might point to me. I also have a nickname, "Dr. B." When I was a public high school teacher, Dr. B. is what most of my students called me, at least in my presence. I am still called that by many people though I no longer teach in public schools. I am the author of "Average Joe: With an Extraordinary Story" (available on Amazon). The book fits into the genre of "Biblical Fiction" or "Christian Fiction" and features some of the Bible's lesser known characters. The name of my blog is, "Fork in the Road." Life is filled with forks in the road. It isn't a matter of if we encounter a fork in the road, but when will we and how many will we experience in a lifetime. I love to strum my guitar. I am not a great guitar player but I enjoy it. I also enjoy writing music. I get excited with I feel a new song emerging. I live with my wife Cindy and our little dog, "Bishop" in Lufkin, Texas. I spent the past 30 years as a United Methodist pastor, serving churches all over east and southeast Texas, from just north of Tyler to south of Houston, from the Gulf Coast to east of Madisonville. I currently serve Perritte Memorial UMC in Nacogdoches. I spent one year in the classroom, teaching High School government, economics, psychology, and sociology. Cindy and I have been married for 43 years. We have two grown sons and six grandchildren, three boys and three girls. I enjoy preaching and all it's aspects from research to writing to the actual preaching event. I also love writing, reading. I have dabble in drawing and "painting" with pastels as well as woodworking and woodcarving. My current projects are two ukuleles. I collect, repair and restore guitars too. I play the guitar (badly, but I still do) I also enjoy working with paracord on various projects, mostly prayer ropes I usually give away. I hold an Associate of Applied Science Degree in Business Data Processing, from San Jacinto College in Pasadena, TX, a Bachelor of Science in Political Science with a minor in History from Sam Houston State University in Huntsville, TX, a Master of Divinity from Southern Methodist University in Dallas, TX and a Doctor of Ministry from Carolina University of Theology. This blog started out as devotional writings. In August of 2020, I made a major change to the blog, switching to a daily theme format. Sunday Sermon-usually my manuscript sermon Miscellaneous Monday-misc. writing, poetry, ministry Tuesday Thoughts-Devotion Wed. with Wesleys-hist. & theol. of early Methodists TED Talk Thursday-Video & appl. in current theology Five for Friday-5 things I've seen & my thoughts Sing-Along Sat. - Usually a new song I have written I write, "Strumming a G-Chord with Dr.B." to get my thoughts onto something permanent. After all, they say, once something is on the internet it never really goes away. Still, I hope you enjoy reading it. Who knows, it might generate a bit of discussion between you and me and anyone else who might make their way here. Seeking the Genuine, Keith Lufkin, Texas August 2020

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