Cherry Pie and a Deck of Cards
After several years of talking to people that I don’t know very well and commenting on and “liking” a status from mere acquaintances on facebook, I have decided to try and brave friendships without the internet. Hello Dear Readers, this month your lesson from Grandma is on the value of keeping friendships personal.
Does anyone remember the day (not so long ago) that you had to call a friend and actually hear the sound of their voice instead of just sending an “LOL” text with a little winkie face? Or go back just a little further to the times when one had to take out a sheet of paper and a pen and handwrite a letter to be sent by mail. The letter may not arrive at its destination for an entire three days. Whoa! Stop the press! If you have ever received a hand written letter you know it is worth waiting on. In fact most good things in life are worth both our time and our investment. Some of the best stories that my Grandmother tells me involve friendships that her and my Grandfather have kept over the years.
When they first married my Grandparents; Pattye and J.C, were as poor as church mice; as were many of their newly-wed friends. So what did they do? Well every Friday night Pattye and J.C would get together with another young couple to play cards. Tradition was to have a homemade cherry pie and spend the evening gambling with match sticks worth a tenth of a cent. She tells me that by the end of the night you might have lost (or won) a nickel. It seems very simple but a cherry pie and a deck of cards is a worthwhile investment when it creates a close friendship. Most of Pattye and J.C’s friendships have lasted a lifetime. On their 50th wedding anniversary their good friends, James and Pat Hart, sent them a “Get Well Soon” card joking that it was the only one on sale! A few years later my Grandmother sent the exact card back to them on their 50th to return the “favor”. (I believe it has been sent back and forth among them since that time.)
More than twenty years ago my grandparents attended the wedding of a good friend’s child. At the reception each table had a small bottle of Champaign. My grandmother has kept that little bottle for over twenty years, and plans to one day give it to the “newly-weds” as an anniversary gift.
As small as these gestures may seem, they are personal gestures from the heart. I want to have those real friendships that last forever. I want cherry pie, champagne friendships. They take much more time and energy than a simple “like” on face-book but I believe they will be worth the investment. So Dear Readers, this month I encourage you to take a lesson from Grandma and instead of sending that e-mail, try sending a card by mail. Instead of face-booking that you need to get together, call your friends and extended a dinner invitation. I promise you will bring a smile to a friend, and perhaps fifty years from now you too will smile when you receive your “Get Well” card in the mail!
(Note: friendship may not seem like a spiritual topic but remember David and Jonathan as well as Jesus with His disciples. We need one another for accountability!)