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Quilted Souls

I think that my favorite relationship in the Bible is that of David and Jonathan—best buddies willing to do anything for each other. The heart of their friendship is described in 1 Samuel 18: “Now when he had finished speaking to Saul, the soul of Jonathan was knit to the soul of David, and Jonathan loved him as his own soul… And Jonathan took off the robe that was on him and gave it to David, with his armor, even to his sword and his bow and his belt,” (1 Samuel 18: 1 and 4, NKJV).

I love the phrase “knit to the soul,” as it so accurately and passionately describes the moment at which a true and intricate bond of friendship is put in place. The word “knit” seems to indicate something which has been designed, patterned, and made to last—like a quilt sewn with the intention for it to be displayed for a lifetime, admired for its beauty and felt deeply for its meaning.

And perhaps that quilt was meant to be a gift, meant to be something given out of the pure love of that friendship, as Jonathan gave David all he had with him. It’s funny I should stumble upon that particular verse today, seeing as the generosity of my own closest friend has been on my mind lately.

The other day, this friend gifted me with a bar of dark chocolate, festively presented in birthday wrapping paper and a blue ribbon. Why? To congratulate me on a book I haven’t even finished writing yet. This friend’s pure love is something that constantly astonishes me (though it shouldn’t), and makes me ceaselessly grateful for the wonderful blessing of friendship.

Though it certainly shouldn’t stop there—gratefulness is something which ought to be expressed and reciprocated. I should seek to be just as wonderful a friend, because that’s when the most joy and meaning can come into a friendship. I believe that in my life, that will be a purposeful goal to attain, and so I will strive to do so. This friend’s kindness encourages my own, as the Bible says, “As iron sharpens iron, so a man sharpens the countenance of his friend” (Proverbs 27:17; NKJV).

Tabitha Sanders currently lives in the boondocks of Arizona, surrounded by campsite-worthy plants and unexpected wildlife visits, where she greatly cherishes her times of musing and thought while sitting on her porch. She graduated from high school in May 2016 with the inclination to become a writer, and continues to foster this impression by use of the 6 notebooks she hoards at her desk and her good pals, Dictionary and Thesaurus. She loves to write fiction, with the hope of expanding people’s worlds while also encouraging people to take a deeper look at those around them (and hopes to do the same herself). It is her greatest dream to live a life in which she may write to support herself while traveling just about anywhere, living in an RV.