Thursday, January 7, 2010

luggage, baggage...whatever you want to call it

Something I've been thinking about:

If you know me at all, you know that I have friend's all over the US...and some on other continents. I was talking to a friend the other night who is dealing with some deep stuff. We got to talking about how we all have our baggage, our luggage, our crap that we bring to the table of every relationship/friendship. And how we try and hide it. But the hard part is when it's gotten so big that we don't know how to take care of it anymore. Or more so that we can't hide it anymore. And I know I am very guilty of this myself. We try and hide our faults and our past and the nitty gritty of life from the people that care about us the most. Why is that? (rhetorical question that I wish I knew the answer to) The only thing I can come up with is that we are scared. Scared of being hurt, scared of letting people love you. Scared of what God truly wants for us.

I guess I myself am at a turning point in life. Wondering the 5 W's that we learned in Elementary school. Who, what, when, where & why? I don't have answers for any of them right now. And for my friends I don't have answers for you either. I wish I did. I wish I could heal the hurt that we feel. But that's all part of God breaking us. Have you ever been broken? And I'm not talking about broken bones! Have you ever been broken by God? I can only think of 1 or 2 times where I have in life. It's raw, it's painful BUT it's also necessary. It's necessary to get us to that point where we can't depend on anyone or anything. The only one left to depend on is God.

When you get to that point where there is only God to depend on. I urge you to pray. And when you can get to the point of talking or admitting or dealing with whatever it is- be sure to tell a friend. Tell someone. Tell those important people in your life that care about you the most b/c they will do more than just stand by you. They will fall to there knee's in prayer for you as well. As I ended the conversation with my friend this song came into my mind immediately.
Pray for Me by Michael W. Smith I know it's an old song. But it's so important.

To my dear friends across the US, Central America, Japan or wherever you are I will pray for you in hopes that you will pray for me.

Here is where the road divides
Here is where we realize
The sculpting of the fathers great design
Thru time you've been a friend to me
But time is now the enemy
I wish we didn't have to say goodbye
But I know the road he chose for me
Is not the road he chose for you
So as we chase the dreams were after
Chorus:
Pray for me and Ill pray for you
Pray that we will keep the common ground
Wont you pray for me and Ill pray for you
And one day love will bring us back around again
Painted on our tapestry
We see the way it has to be
Weaving thru the laughter and the tears
But love will be the tie that binds us
To the time we leave behind us
Memories will be our souvenirs
And I know that thru it all
The hardest part of love is letting go
But theres a greater love that holds us
Originally written 7/23/09

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