“Yes’m, old friends is always best, ‘less you can catch a new one that’s fit to make an old one out of.” -Sarah Orne Jewett, ca. 1896
After church yesterday, my family and I had lunch with a group consisting of old friends and new friends. There’s something to be said for each.
Old friends know you. They get you. Your friendship has stood the test of time. There’s a level of comfort that’s, well, comforting.
New friends, on the other hand, speak of potential. Of what could be. There’s the uncertain dance of getting to know each other, a proving ground of sorts. And if you both emerge on the other side, then you’ve cemented your friendship.
Let’s talk: Which do you prefer? The company of old friends? Or the excitement of meeting someone new?