Iron Sharpens Iron

Last night I had the privilege of having dinner with two younger friends who are Real men.  They both have presence and strength that I can feel when I’m around them.  Although I’ve had great conversations with them separately, this was the first time all three of us had met together.

I mostly watched them interact, asking each other hard questions, answering from their heart, and presenting counter arguments.  They asked my opinion on things, and I gave my thoughts. 

But at one point, the conversation turned to me.  One of them asked me a hard questions about my life, heard my reply that I was weak in that area, and then pushed me to pray about making a change.  In a loving way, he forced me to make a decision right then to commit to do something new.  Then he asked me if I was serious about my answer.

It felt uncomfortable, because I’m not used to being challenged on the spot to “Man Up.”  Most friends won’t bring an issue up for fear of creating an uncomfortable situation and making someone mad.  But I had given him permission to speak into my life, and he did it. 

Our time together was so great.  I loved the fellowship of these two Men.  Thank you both for last night.