Tonight my son was playing with our new 2 1/2 month old puppy. I think that my son may have played a little rough with the puppy because the puppy either bit or clawed my 12 year old son. I didn't see it happen, but my son came and showed me the scratch, which was about 3 or 4 inches long, on his arm.
Being a true friend is helping another person to discover his own path. "You can't teach a person anything. You can only help him discover what is in himself."
A religious mind will try to make that person like onself.
For much of my life, whenever I heard a preacher preach about "repentance", I always thought of it as something like, a person had to be totally broken, kneeling "humbly" before God, and saying something like, "Oh God, I'm a horrible sinner. I'm not worthy to come to you, but I cry out to you. Change me...." The sinner had to admit his sin and recognize and admit the horribleness of it. (I'm being a little overly dramatic here, but, hopefully, you get the point.) But Jesus and the Bible didn't have that attitude.
Who are the true children, those who were born to a parent, or those who are living the life worthy of bringing honor to the parent? If a child has come into a family by being born, and yet treats the parents with scorn and catempt, is that children a true child? In contrast, if a child wasn't born into the family, but was adopted instead.
"He who perseveres to the end will be saved." This came to me today, "He who continues to be fully aware and engaged to the very end will be made whole."