Old Friends

I knew you back when we both thought

The fire was really burning

After all it only took a spark

And there was so much we were learning

Now we wonder who's still faithful

Who's become discouraged or just not so sure

Which fertile hearts received the seed

Which ones have not endured

Some have turned away and left

Their childlike faith abandoned

While others, impatient with the pace of grace

Have grown cold and heavy handed

But in-between these two extremes

There is such a joy in knowing

The path of God's you started on

Still leads you where you're going

So when we meet face to face

Or share our thoughts in cyberspace

Receive old friends with love and grace

It's the nature of our calling

"Let your speech always be gracious,

seasoned with salt, so that you may

know how you ought to answer each person."

Colossians 4:6