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Standing in the awkward | loved beyond all measure

Do you ever have those moments when you realize that God has been shaping and molding your life for ___________ (fill in the blank.)

In my journey called life, I have met more and more Christians who are going through difficult situations who use the word, “Isolated.”

I kept asking myself, why is that?  Why do we run away, avoid, become too busy when times get tough?

When it comes right down to it, it’s that we don’t want awkward situations. We will avoid people or situations instead of acknowledge and/or confront it.  We don’t want to get messy.   When you truly live life with other people, it is hard, painful, gut wrenching at times but that leads to more beauty than you can ever imagine.  We are not made to do this alone.   I am reading through Job right now and I keep pondering over the fact that his friends sat with him for seven days before anything was said.  (Granted, three of them weren’t the most helpful.)  The sheer fact that they sat for SEVEN days.  Would I do that?  Sit in silence with someone, hold their hand, and just be.  Honestly, just the thought is hard for me to grasp.

American culture has taught us to not cry, suck it up and just do it. Why as women do we apologize when we cry?  I do it.   Shouldn’t we be able to cry when life gets hard and not apologize about it?  No one has it all together, not one of us.  Satan wants us to think that everyone else has their poop in a group, but they don’t. In doing that, he succeeds in isolating us.

So, I am trying to stand in the awkward.  Do those things that no one is willing to do.  Say the things that no one wants to say.  Not forgetting that there are very hurt people in my midst.

Encouraging. Loving.

and getting messy in the process.

In the end God is weaving my tiny little life into his grand story of grace, mercy and redemption.

I am so grateful he is willing to use a sinner like me.