Some days I am my own worst enemy with my self-talk fueled by self-judgement.
Could be too much sugar yesterday, too little exercise, too much caffeine, too little caffeine, or some real life-struggle.
Maybe its just a blue funk, that feeling that hangs around for no good reason at all.
A text from a friend. She is having one of those days. How can it be that my encourager, fellow striver, clear-seeing propper-upper is blue?
Her words are the same ones that have been running through my own head today.
What a mess, if she is down, how can she pick me up? Her own words, spoken to me in past weeks come into my head. All I can do is speak them back to her because goodness knows, I don't have any wisdom of my own.
Speaking her own words back to her begins to break the hold of my own heart-fog. I am grateful for her and her striving, clear-headedness and timely propping up.
I am glad to have a friend like her. She makes a difference.
Sometimes the circumstances we set up in our mind just aren't accurate. They just aren't real.
Sometimes we stand on one side of a canyon with circumstances and interpretations of our own creation. But the truth, the real issue, the heart of the matter is on the other side. And some days, we just can't get over there.
A friend stands in the gap between you and reality. A friend makes a bridge for you to come on over.
You can leave the land of loneliness and come into the house of fellowship. Because a friend makes a bridge.
I don't know about you but I am tired of standing on the doorstep and making nice about petunias and casseroles. I want to get to the heart of the matter so that if you ever need it, maybe I can stand in the gap for you.
Let's rejoice together, cry together, let's stand tall and strong, together.
Thanks T, you inspire me..."Rejoice with those who rejoice, and weep with those who weep." Romans 12:15...you and your words, they matter.
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