I Have Called You, My Friends


Music is my muse. One of them.

That was going to be my post for today. Not so much. I’ll keep it in mind.


“No one has greater love than this, than to lay down his life for his friends…I have called you friends.”(John 15:13,15).

I wrote a short poem on racism and unity from my son’s point of view when he was five. That was 8 years ago. My daughter turned 5 yesterday.  Still relevant.

Through innocent eyes
I see the world through innocent eyes,
with no judgement, no bitterness, no blame.
Eyes that see the people all around me, different, yet one in the same. Colors are crayons, not shades of skin to me…
If you could see through my eyes what things would you see?
I know you’d see fun and life and youth all free…
If I saw things through yours, what would I see?
Hate, pain, sadness and sorrow…?
or a brighter future for you and me, thinking about tomorrow.
Thinking about tomorrow makes me think of things I’ll do.
Learn a new letter, word or number,
and ‘whys?
and continue to see this world…through my little innocent eyes.

As the children saw Him approaching ..they ran to Him.
Peter: “Don’t bother the Master!”
Jesus: “Peter! No! Let the little children come to me!
Let all the children come to me. For of such is the kingdom of heaven.”

How long?
How long must we sing this song?
How long? How long?                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                   ‘Cause tonight…we can be as one

Come to me as a child He said. With no prerequisites, no motives, unconditionally, ignorant of judgement, hate, etc…Embrace EACH OTHER like this…its not that hard.

Let it be known-and this is common knowledge that a child of 5 doesn’t know of racism, hate, judgements…unless he is taught them.

A great topic for discussion. Turn your channel to any given news station and the great leaders are constantly figuring out whats wrong.  I recently came across something and would like to share it with you folks. Agayne and agayne, I express that some things are so easy to comprehend. However, that may be why in all our vast knowledge, accomplishments and numerous philosophical ruminations that we cannot grasp something so simple.

“Choose your friends by their character and your socks by their colors. Choosing your socks by their character makes no sense and choosing your friends by their color is unthinkable.” {Anon}

This goes deeper than just the color of ones skin. It involves ones background, abilities, or having none at all… the way they talk… the way they dress. Religious views or beliefs… intelligence…or not  being “as smart as us”.

Point being, would you take these factors into consideration when choosing a friend? No? Well some of us do… Yes, it’s a sad truth but a truth nonetheless.

Friendship. “Something that is much underrated in our society. Friendship is actually a form of love. The ancient Greeks had a word, “phileos”, more or less equating to fraternal/brotherly love (friendship). Friendship seems to have no observable biological necessity and not much of a marketable appeal (as opposed to the millions/billions of dollars worth of things sold to people trying to better their marriages or parenting skills), yet without such a form of love as friendship our societies would be unbearably dull and alienated from one another.”

The tendency to desire what is best for the other. Sympathy, empathy and honesty, perhaps in situations where it may be difficult for others to speak the truth. Mutual understanding is… friendship.

To lay down ones life. THAT is friendship.

If the Creator of all that we know and all we do not has called US friends…why don’t call each other by that name? Friendship. Simply put.

I’m talking about friendship.

I’m talking about the great love He had that day. The day He said: Not My will, but Yours, Father.

Jesus is our Friend. He proved it. This is the theme of the entire story I’m writing: “No one has greater love than this, than to lay down his life for his friends…I have called you friends.”(John 15:13,15). Within the story this message is brought up and their is a deep history that goes along with why.

It’s called Good Friday. I call it God Is Good Friday.

What say you?

About Tymothy Longoria

Tymothy Longoria has been described as a writer with a flair for the dramatic (whether this is true still remains to be seen). He is a fan of all things fantastic, metal music, black t-shirts, and aligns himself with geeks, nerds, and all manner of monsters, and is an ardent, optimistic supporter of his fellow creatives. He has written several short stories for the online macabre zine Underneath The Juniper Tree and in 2012 was awarded Debut Author of the Year by Twisted Core Press for 'Envy', his contribution to the Seven Deadly Sins Anthology. He is currently editing his full-length dark fantasy retelling, Revenants: Book One of The Stories. Fairy tales? If only. Legends will be reborn. Tymothy calls Texas home, where he lives with his wife, two children, and a cat called ThunderCat aka Kitty PawKitty. He is represented by Bree Ogden of Red Sofa Literary.

6 comments on “I Have Called You, My Friends

  1. My dearest Tymothy,

    Very good post. John 15:15 one of my very favorite.

  2. Thank you so much. It is mine as well, as you can see. 🙂

  3. Thank you as well, Diane. 🙂

  4. That poem, I get. Beautifully done, Tymothy.

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