Buddies do things together.

They make tree forts, play basketball, and go swimming in the river.

Buddies help each other, too.

They pull out splinters, fix bike chains, and make movie tickets for each other when their parents are too busy to take them to the real thing.

But when buddies grow up, they become “friends.”

While the term of endearment may change, the need for their nearness doesn’t. Tree forts become cook outs and bike chains become marriage advice. If anything, we need our buddies even more as adults than we did as children.

God never intended us to be solely self-dependent or self-reliant. Nor was our birth family alone supposed to be the end-all solution for companionship; it’s interesting that Jesus himself is alluded to as a “friend” that’s superior in calibre to that of a birth brother (Prov. 18:24).

While I have positive occasional contact with my childhood buddies, most of the men in my life today are products of providence and of choice cultivated over the last ten years or so.

And I am very blessed indeed. We’ve traded peanut butter and jelly for dinning room entrees, BMX bikes for minivans, and Ataris for iPhones. But the genuine care for one another’s health and wellbeing hasn’t changed at all.

Maybe it’s just stronger.

To all the men close to me today: thanks for being my pals. I couldn’t do this without you. Nor would I want to.

If there are buddies in your world who’ve helped you navigate and enjoy the waters of life, make sure to thank them this week. I’m sure you’ll find they’re just as grateful.

Who knows; maybe they’ll even do a real movie with you just for fun. ch:



Ron Porter · 13 Jan ’12 at 2:01 am

Good post buddy!

    Christopher Hopper · 13 Jan ’12 at 8:41 am

    Thanks pal! πŸ˜‰

    Ron Porter · 13 Jan ’12 at 3:23 pm

    Thank YOU my friend! (By the way…I moved to Rochester, NY!)

      Christopher Hopper · 13 Jan ’12 at 8:22 pm

      You totally need to hit The Father’s House!

Nathan R. · 13 Jan ’12 at 9:18 am

Hey buuudddyyy….

thanks for your friendship. It’s beyond precious even if the face-to-face encounters are few.

Miriam Woodruff · 13 Jan ’12 at 9:41 am

Hey Bubba, (buddy), I know this is a guy post but hey… when last did you see miss a given opportunity to say, “thanks little brother, pal-a-mine, buddy and al-round closer than a brother friend!” Post on !!!

Jason Day · 13 Jan ’12 at 10:03 am

Buddies eat sushi. : )

otto aleman · 13 Jan ’12 at 11:09 am

Hey man!!!
I really enjoy your blogs. You do such an awesome job corrolating real issues and topics with real life events and experience, which I greatly appreciate. God bless you and keep up the awesome work!
~Otto Aleman

    Christopher Hopper · 13 Jan ’12 at 11:12 am

    Hey thanks for the kind comment, Otto. I really appreciate that a lot. Helps let me know people are reading and being inspired. Have a great day!

mooney · 13 Jan ’12 at 7:47 pm

Thanks bro, for never pulling a punch, for your wisdom as well as folly, for your friendship.

    Christopher Hopper · 13 Jan ’12 at 8:23 pm

    So honored for this note of kindness.

    You’re welcome.

    And thanks for your faithful friendship as well.

Jason Clement · 14 Jan ’12 at 12:39 am

Dude. You know. I mean. How do I express. It’s like. If I could say anything. You don’t even understand. There’s nothing I can say or do. Every time… I. It’s almost as if. I kinda feel like. You just. Look. I’m not good. With words. Thank you immensely for teaching and showing me how to build a stronger tree fort and for the much loved spiritual PB&J. Word.

    Christopher Hopper · 14 Jan ’12 at 9:51 am

    Top 10 best comments ever.

    Oh, and you’re welcome. And thank you back.

Wayne Thomas Batson · 14 Jan ’12 at 1:01 am

It’s weird being that we have a long-distance friendship. But mannn, God really blessed me by throwing your friendship my way. Seriously, meeting you back in Denver is one of the defining proofs in my life that I actually DO belong to Jesus. Until then, I never had anyone who truly “get’s it” about me. I mean, my wife will always be my best friend, but there’s a whole side of me–the creative, sophomoric humor, dark-beer swilling, guy–that you just get. More than that, you’ve lived Christ in front of me and helped knock down some barriers in my own journey to live as a Christian in this world. I just hope that when we’re in heaven that I’ll occasionally be allowed to visit your neighborhood–you know, the one with all the people filthy rich in heavenly reward! Much love and respect. Wish we lived closer…

    Christopher Hopper · 14 Jan ’12 at 9:53 am

    Wow. How do I get two of the best comments ever back to back? I’m speechless. But then I can totally say “all feelings mutual my friend.”

    All feelings mutual.

    Love you, Wayne.

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