How often are we raw? how often are we real? When do we let our guard down to accomplish these things…
Too many days… too many days I can count where I have smiled through the tears, put my chin up and kept truckin’ on. Society has it ingrained in us to always have our game face on. Everything is always ‘OK’. If not, what does that mean? We are admitting we have flaws and weaknesses and apparently society wants to forget that we are all human. Very inherently so we are flawed, beautiful, strong and weak- all at the same time. Life is so hard and also so good, ironically speaking usually what is good is hard, whether that is working hard, challenging ourselves, or the tragedies and things life has thrown at us that has made us into who we are today. Bit by bit we grow. We stretch. I am so eternally grateful for that. My heart is aching on the inside some days. The every day throes have gotten to me lately where each day is hard to get through. I am so blessed to call these 5 children mine and would never down play what miracles and gifts they are, however it does not diminish the demanding nature of 3 wee ones and 2 elementary aged children in the house that all have different needs at different times. The work is never ending- always fulfilling- but never ending. Sometimes this brings me to a place where the light at the end of the tunnel has been extinguished. Amazing enough I have this network of God-given friends and family who have been praying for me and our family and He has placed them in my path at just the right time- when my pride would not have let anyone glimpse in on the hurt and exhaustion I was feeling. I say was, God’s grace is sufficient, rather than relying on my own strength (which isn’t very strong) I exchanged my inequities in for His perfectness. I know some of who read my blog are not religious or believe in the One and Only God, what I can do is share my testimony however, and let me tell you- He is real, more real then you or I. It is no coincidence that He placed these wonderful people at the right time and the right place when I was falling apart. Not only were these wonderful people praying for me, but the kids’ hearts as well, that they would be receptive and open to understanding, caring and willing. Doing nothing other than praying I saw a dramatic change. Not only in them, but in my mental well being as well. My outlook on the situations changed, I know I will come back to that place again, life is a journey of ups and downs, but I have a secret weapon, I just need to remember its always there.
Time and time again God always shows me He has never left my side, nor will He.
What happens when we do get ‘real’ and share our rawness with others? It usually builds a stronger connection and relationship with that person you are sharing with. Very seldom its the opposite and not so great, that just means they aren’t the right people to be in our lives at that time…
When we do get real with others and they ask us ‘How are you today?’ They aren’t usually expecting an honest answer! Someone last week asked me that same question, and I said ‘you know, it has been a long hard week for me, I am struggling.’ They responded in essence ‘Oh that’s nice.’ Of course they didn’t say those exact words, but the jist of it was that- they hadn’t cared when asking the question, so nicety or not- don’t ask if you don’t care. (and no, I am not talking about the grocery store clerk 😉 I think that is in their job description!) Those of us that are trying to be real are exposing ourselves and taking a risk in sharing with you, that means we trust you to know that we are not perfect… Airbrushed everything we see these days- magazines, commercials, ads, TV- all of it screams perfectionism, being polished. Perhaps that is why I have a love for antiques, they are beautifully flawed and have withstood the test of time. Thinking back on our childhood we all longed for that one best friend who we could share our secrets and heart longings with, that still has not changed- we need one another to stand strong through life. Encouraging one another. No matter if we are 7 or 70 years of age. How often though, are we real? raw? honest? Too many texts, too much social media everywhere and not enough one on one soul connecting. I have made a conscious effort to not spend too much time with those things and spend time building up real relationships, friendships. It has been far more rewarding than having hundreds of ‘friends’ on FB to share my life with and share in theirs.
The next time you find yourself sharing in someone else’s struggles or sorrow, instead of saying ‘this too shall pass’ (which is all good and fine) lets try dancing in the rain during the storm with them, hand in hand. Lifting one another up with an encouraging word, prayer or practical gesture. (Food Is always a no-fail!)
Life is about the journey, it doesn’t stop and start again while we wait for the thunder and lightning to quit- its what we do during those times, that ultimately make up our life story.
I realize this post is more on the moody side of things, which is exactly what I intended. To share a slice of my real life with you and have you know its not all rainbows and sunshine over here, rather we are real. Sure we have A LOT of rainbows and sunshine- usually colored all over the walls as reminders ;). Really though, life is beautiful and Pssst that’s why God created the mastermind who invented Magic Erasers! Just for me perhaps.
Until next time, keep it real- life is more beautiful that way.
But he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly of my weaknesses, so that the power of Christ may rest upon me. For the sake of Christ, then, I am content with weaknesses, insults, hardships, persecutions, and calamities. For when I am weak, then I am strong.
2 Corinthians 12:9-10