Growing up in New Jersey, My best friend was a somewhat short American-Indian kid named Zubin with a noticeable amount of acne. We would hang out everyday, I would spend countless weekends at his house.
If my mom wanted to know where I was. she would just simply call Zubin’s mom. We were nothing alike, similarities were not the bonds of our friendship. Goofiness, Dirty Jokes, and Respect were. (Actually it was my sister, he really liked my sister and dated my sister for a while and that is how we became friends. The other three came later after him and my sister broke up.)
In all my life, I have never had a friend as close as Zubin.
It was when I went away to college that I found Jesus, and dedicated my life to the Lord. It was because I had this personal relationship with Jesus, I wanted to tell everyone about my personal relationship with Jesus. And how if they gave their life over to Christ like I had, they too could have the same feeling of hope, joy, and salvation like I had.
I didn’t have religion, -I had a relationship and I wanted everyone to know.
That summer I came home after I had given my life over to Christ & God, I wanted to tell my best friend about Jesus, and how he could have a personal relationship with Jesus. And we could all be best of friends. Me, Him and Jesus. It did not go as well as I expected.
I remember when I first gave my life over to God, the ministry I was in told me that when you are a christian you can’t be friends with everyone. You can’t break bread with everyone. That some friendships could be a danger to your relationship with Jesus. And because of that you can’t be friends with everyone, and you may or will have to let certain friendships go in order to help preserve your relationship with Jesus. I believed them. They never told me who I couldn’t be friends with. But almost all of them had a story of when they got saved, of how they had to cutoff certains friendships for one reason or another. [I.E. The friend did not respect their relationship with God, the friend wanted to do things they felt was sinful like clubbing and drinking. etc…]
I knew I had certain old friends that I couldn’t be friends with, because all they did was go to the club and chase the skirt. And as a christian I couldn’t and I didn’t want to do that anymore. But I still wanted to keep my friendship with Zubin. After all he was my best friend.
Halfway through the summer the tension between us blew into an argument. We had never ever argued before, much less passionately disagree. We both said some hurtful things…That I wish I didn’t remember. That was about 9 years ago. Since then we have talked on occasion, by phone. In fact four years ago, while on vacation he came down to visit me and my wife. We weren’t the best of host. We tried to evangelize to him again. I could tell we had grown apart. The tension was still there. That was the last time I saw him.
Nine years ago, I had a choice to make. I had to choose my relationship of my Best Friend or my relationship with Jesus Christ my personal lord and savior. I made the wrong choice, and I still regret that decision today.