A friend called me Monday and wanted to meet for lunch. We talked about various books we’d been reading and that led to us exchanging quotes from C. S. Lewis and G. K. Chesterton via text message later that afternoon. The quote he shared was exactly what I needed to hear.
I met another friend for dinner Monday night, and two others Wednesday night. And it every case, we went deep into our most vulnerable places. Light bulbs went on. A tear or two was shed. And we shared quite a few laughs, too.
Yeah, all of these gatherings can get pricey. But I made a decision a few years ago to meet friends in coffee shops and restaurants whenever possible because my soul craves depth and relationship. And neither happens unless I’m intentional about it.
If you need a break this weekend, call a friend and invite him or her to coffee. You’ll leave the place feeling much lighter — even if you choose the white mocha frappe.