
As a young boy I enjoyed going to a friend or family member and saying, ‘You must say, ‘Just like me’, after everything I say.’ I’d then tell a little story…
‘I walked down the road.’ ‘Just like me.’ I went round the corner.’ ‘Just like me.’ I hopped on one leg.’ ‘Just like me.’ …And the story would unfold.
The punchline was, ‘And I saw a big fat monkey…’If my kind, long-suffering friend/ family member said, ‘Just like me,’ I thought it was very funny.

My earliest friendships were with children who went to church. Just-like-me. As I grew up with Christian faith we were encouraged to have Christian friends. We called it fellowship. I’ve good just-like-me Christian friends.
I trained as a teacher. I formed friendships with other teachers. We shared our good ideas, understood each other’s concerns, encouraged each other to become better just-like-me teachers.
Some of my best friends are just-like-me Christian teachers… Many folks have just-like-me friendships… young mothers, musicians, football supporters… A just-like-me friend is safe.

And yet…
The friendships and relationships that have been most valuable, that have taught me most, are with people that are not like me…
Conversations with catholic nuns about their faith, walking alongside folks struggling with addictions, understanding how folk with no money manage…
Shaun and his husband Neil each explaining what it was like to experience prejudice at school; Peter helping me understand his Mormon faith and how it affects his family life; Martin explaining why his first four marriages failed, and how his current marriage works…
…Jacob – who was Wendy, Debbie who’s still affected by the abuse she suffered as a child, Richard, who’s politics the extreme side of right…

In Jesus’ story of the Good Samaritan… Just-like-me walked past; Not-like-me was the one who was held up as the example for all.
Not-like-me friendships aren’t always easy. However, I’ve repeatedly seen stereotypes proved false and prejudice broken down. Intentional not-like-me friends make my life richer.
You are a good man, Malcolm . . . mostly because you love Jesus Christ . . . just like me!
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Thanks Mark….And Jesus became a man – just like me, but not like me; he motivates, inspires and empowers me to be just like him.
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Oh, I remember that children’s joke. I was only a monkey once-you learn. Many bloggers who we follow, or follow us, tend to be “just like me,” but many are not. But as you noted, “not-like-me friends make my life richer.” 🙂
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They certainly do, Nancy. Historically – in churches in particular – we seem to ask the question ‘how are you different from me?’ It seems that a better question is ‘What can you teach me?’
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Thanks for sharing this idea Malcolm.
Anita
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Thanks, Anita. It seems to me that it’s important to appreciate everybody!
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What a powerful post, Malcolm. May we remember to celebrate, learn from and respect our differences!
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Absolutely, Wynne. Learning to appreciate and understand differences, rather than fearing or fighting…
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Oh, thank you for this excellent post, Malcolm. I have learned much from my gay son, my homeless friend, a local Rabbi… God made such a beautiful and diverse world–and I am grateful. Thank you.
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I agree, Malcolm, not-like-me friendships make life more interesting and can challenge us if we get into thinking ruts.
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For me, Dana, it’s not always easy, but it’s always valuable. I’m still learning to be more intentional…
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