Linking up with The Gypsy Mama:
“Around here we write for five minutes flat on Fridays. We write because we love words and the relief it is to just write them without worrying if they’re just right or not. So we take five minutes on Friday and write like we used to finger paint. For joy in the process. No matter how messy the result.”
Today’s topic: TOGETHER
We sat at the coffee shop, and I had a pile of napkins next to me so I could continue to wipe my eyes. I had just finished my first of 12 sessions on healing from some loss in my life. I was exhausted and emotional, and couldn’t stop the tears.
“It was good…it was really good. But I feel so tired. I’m so weak. I don’t know if I can do this…I don’t even have the energy to pray about it anymore.”
He took my hands and stated simply, “That’s what I’m here for. To be strong when you’re weak. To pray about it when you can’t.”
It made me cry even more.
I knew when I met him that he was everything I had wanted in a man, but he also turned out to be everything I didn’t know I needed.
Together is to bind, to build, to encourage. To not let the ball be dropped, or the pieces left on the floor. To not let the other wallow or remain stuck. Rather, together means to hold hands, moving forward toward change and growth in love. Simply, whoever can pick up the pieces, does. And you move on.
Together might appear as your husband. Or a friend, a sibling or mentor. Or peer, teacher or parent. But Together always beckons you to join hands and embark on the journey with Him.
As one. Together.