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The Gift of Relationships

The sliver of light from the flashlight on my son’s phone pierced the darkness as my feet reached the top of the staircase. He was in his bedroom scrambling to find his notebook before leaving for school that morning. A deep and tired sigh escaped from me. We were going to be late again. And why would he use his flashlight when he could just flip the switch on the wall and flood the room with light? As I shook my head in disbelief, I realized I don’t always do what I should either. I falter when it comes to doing what makes the most sense or would benefit my emotional and spiritual health.

While waiting for my son to find his the missing notebook, my mind drifted to a conversation with a friend earlier in the week. We sat in a coffee shop talking.about life, relationships, and moving forward after experiencing hurt from others. The afternoon spent with her was like a balm to my heart. It was much needed after a season of distancing myself from others and trying to walk alone. Her words and vulnerability were a gentle reminder that we all experience disappointment and relational betrayals. No one is exempt from getting hurt in this thing called life. Even Jesus. He too experienced betrayal from those who were closest to him---the very ones he called his friends.

The respite time with my friend reminded me that I am not meant to carry heavy things alone. That my burdens feel much lighter when I share them with trusting friends in safe spaces.For far too long I had been trying to carry my burden on my own. I was isolating myself on an island of hurt and resentment. The refusal of rescue from God, sent to me through genuine people trying to build relationship with me were unappreciated.

It was clear I needed friendship with others, yet I did not need perfection out of anyone. In fact, I had even mentored and taught others how building walls around our heart not only keeps others out, it keeps us trapped, too. Even still, I found myself with a wall erected high, living a life void of any deep friendships. I knew I needed relationship and connection to others, but I allowed the fear of being hurt again cause me to keep safe and trustworthy people at a distance.

When the Lord revealed this to my heart, I felt grieved. Grieved for the people I had pushed away during that season. Grieved at the loss and joy I had missed out on by choosing to walk life alone. I also felt gratitude for the Lord:s gentleness with me. Revealing to me glimpses of where I need healing, and calling me to press past rejection and fear, and to step into the abundance He has for me through the gift of relationships.

Ecclesiastes 4:9-12 (NIV) says that, “Two are better than one, because they have a good

return for their labor: If either of them falls down, one can help the other up. But pity anyone

who falls and has no one to help them up. Also, if two lie down together, they will keep