I dropped by a friend’s office one afternoon to say hello. As I peeked in the door I found her staring at the computer screen with such intensity she didn’t even know I was there. After a minute or so of watching and waiting I said, “Hey, what’s going on?” She looked up and the best she could muster was, “Oh, Hi there.”
That wasn’t the response I was expecting. Nor was I ready for the ugly cry that interrupted her apology of, “I’m so sorry, but things are so messed up right now I don’t know what to do.”
I knew what I wanted to do. I wanted to bust in the room and shout, never fear, your sister is here as if I were a superhero with a big cape!As a mother I come armed with the title of fierce protector, so when I discovered my friend hurting it was all I needed to go into full-blown ‘fix-it’ mode and disentangle whatever it was that was wreaking havoc in her life. Click To Tweet
But truth be told, I couldn’t really fix anything until I knew what the problem was. And before I could move forward to help my sweet friend, I needed to listen and hear her words. Really listen.
Bottom line, her troubles were a combination of things dragging her down and stealing her joy. Too many things…..but I was determined she’s wasn’t going to walk this journey alone.
So, what’s a girl to do?
Like many of you, I’ve experienced some of those difficult times and I wouldn’t have made it without my heart sisters standing shoulder to shoulder with me and filling the gaps. I’m incredibly grateful for the amazing women in my life who prayed over me, sent encouraging texts, and checked on me to make sure I was putting one foot in front of the other. While my circle is filled with vastly different women, we are bound by common threads that include, love, admiration and a fierce loyalty.
We are also encouragers, motivators, cheer givers, and the exclamation points to the end of difficult conversations. It’s a privilege to build one another up and provide biblical hope when the struggle is real. I’m even more grateful for God’s reminder to never pass judgment over something that isn’t mine to judge. Instead, I strive to live by the motto: One for all and all for one. That’s how it should be.
Sisterhood is a gift; it’s a deep and powerful connection shared among friends and I am blessed to be both a recipient and a giver. God’s provision always comes at the right time and when it’s needed most. We are to give thanks for each other and give God the credit for making us sisters of the heart.
My gratitude can be measured through the words of Ralph Waldo Emerson when he wrote, “I awoke this morning with devout thanksgiving for my friends, the old and the new.” And indeed, I do.