The Friends You Choose at 15 Might Be the Ones Praying Over Your Hospital Bed at 75 (Yes, It’s Really That Serious)
“I was a fortunate teenager… As a freshman in high school I fell in with a group of Jesus-loving , soul-winning , on-fire teenagers . Fifty-plus years later most of them are still my best friends. I can call them at 2 a.m. when life hurts and they’ll pray heaven down. Those are the kind of friends you need.” That wasn’t some preacher making something up. That was a 66+ years old me ruminating on how fortunate I am Fifty years later I'm still reaping the harvest of the choice i made at fourteen. And that’s exactly why I’m yelling into the internet void today: Your teenage squad isn’t just “people you hang with .” They are the architects of your future soul. The Bible doesn’t mince words: - “Walk with the wise and become wise; hang with fools and you WILL be destroyed.” ( Prov. 13:20 ) - “Bad company corrupts good character.” ( 1 Cor. 15:33 ) - One bad decision with the wrong crowd cost Rehoboam 80% of Israel’s kingdom… in a single afternoon ( 1 Kings ...