On Friends and Calling Home

©2025 Susan Noyes Anderson

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To have good friends beside us is a gift beyond compare –
kind, loving friends who comfort, bless, and lift us up in prayer.
Life lets our feet walk rocky paths and climb steep, rugged trails.
United, we are strong enough to prove that God prevails.

Circles of prayer are powerful, a source of sacred peace.
We call upon our Father’s might – entreating some release
from desperation and despair, from illness and defeat –
and as we kneel together, every answer comes up sweet.

Petitioned by so many, is God more disposed to please?
“Gather yourselves,” He said. “Lift hands. Strengthen feeble knees.”
Pleased by obedience and faith and children joined as one,
perhaps God consecrates group efforts, as His will is done.

We would not thwart His plans for us; in Him our trust abides.
But respite and relief bring peace without changing the tides.
The Lord allows our suffering with all the growth it brings,
but when our need is great enough, He also gives us wings.

We are His hands – each other’s hands – to make our burdens lighter.
“Comforting ourselves together” renders each day brighter.
Reminded who and Whose we are, strengthening heart and mind,
we walk each other home – holding eternal ties that bind.

No wonder we are grateful for dear friends upon this earth,
brother and sisters – now and then – light-years before our birth.
We pray together, with and for each other, calling home.
And as we do, the truth shines through – We never are alone.

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Wherefore comfort yourselves together, and edify one another, even as also ye do.”  –1 Thessalonians 5:11

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