What if instead of just visiting, we really stayed?
I've been thinking about this a lot of late. Of what it means to be real and honest and present in the moment.
What if instead of just visiting with our friends, we really shared our hearts?
What if instead of just visiting our family, we really loved and cherished the time spent?
What if instead of just visiting with God as we turn pages in our Bibles, we really stayed and listened for His still small voice?
What if we actually shared our hurting, our suffering? How would that change us? Those around us?
I've felt a stirring in my heart to be this. To stop wearing masks and start being who I am. It's scary and it's hard. There's safety in just visiting. We hide behind our cups of coffee and our muffins and we share only the things we want presented to the world.
The rest stays hidden. And we end up alone.
I know this. I am good at visiting. I am good at asking how you are doing and listening as you describe your day. But I am not good at sharing how I'm doing. I've struggled for months and I've done it alone because I haven't been able to move past visiting hours.
I'm working on getting better at that. At being real and honest and present in the moment.
More on this on Thursday as part of the #RiskRejection series, and also because my five minutes are up!
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