After taking a monster of an exam, 5 grueling hours, a few of my friends and I went to local diner near school just to relax and share good company after a long day (2 came from work and 2 were also taking exams.) We ate, we laughed, we sang along with the Christmas carols playing in the background. After dinner we split up outside the diner to go to our cars and I went in one direction with two of them. What followed can most likely only be explained by entropy or perhaps even chaos theory. One minute we’re walking to our cars and the next we’re in this ridiculous tangled mess of violence. One friend put the other in a headlock, so to retaliate, the one in the headlock grabbed my arm and started twisting it, in which case I started kicking (and missing) in order to get my arm out of his death grip.  So there we were, three young adults, all soon to be attorneys, pummeling each other in a diner’s parking lot.

It was all over within a minute, and we laughed about it as we walked the few feet left to reach our cars. It made no sense at the time (ok, so maybe I instigated the headlock, so it did make sense) but oddly enough, it was a perfect ending to a nice outing. And even more importantly, it shed some light on a verse I’d been thinking about lately: “Faithful are the wounds of a friend; but the kisses of an enemy are deceitful” (Proverbs 27:6).

I’d rather get pummeled with love by a true friend any day, than hear words of praise or advice from an “enemy,” which would do nothing but breed grief and sorrow in the end.