Our house sold a couple of weeks ago and then a week later we bought a home 300 miles away. School starts back in 3 weeks. The school and moving details are making my brain become Grand Central Station for realtors, inspectors, lesson plans, curriculum purchases, movers, and contractors. There are days when I look forward to the challenge and opportunities that await us in San Antonio but July 26 was not one of them. On this day, I felt the weight of our move pressing me into despair and I couldn’t shake it off. All I could do was pray and wait.
My boys and I went to “Swim and Gab” at my friend’s house, mid-morning on the 26th. Several people I love were there. Seeing them all at once cracked the dam holding back my frenzy. My friend asked how I was doing. Slow steady tears rolled down my face and we just sat there for a few moments. She was comfortable with my tears, not happy about them, but she didn’t feel the need to fix my pain. She sat quietly and allowed me to talk even though I was jumping from one idea to the next like a rock skipping through a lake. This video is the metaphor I used to explained my feelings that morning.
Do you see the metaphor for how I felt?
I felt like the dead carcass being consumed by the ants. Yes, that is exactly how I described myself that morn
ing, but the story doesn’t end so grimly. You see sharing my feelings isn’t the easiest thing in the world for me to do. When someone tells me how I ought to feel differently or how I can change things so I won’t feel so badly or that I’m making no sense at all, I shy away from being vulnerable but there’s no life to be found when I hide in the shadows.
Sharing with others doesn’t fix the problem or make it go away but there is great comfort found in community. I can’t explain how I began to feel better on that Tuesday morning any more than I can explain how I became so overwhelmed. What I am sure of is that God uses his community for his glory and sharing is a central theme in giving and receiving comfort.
How has sharing changed your life?
Do you find it difficult to share yourself? Why?
Share YOUR story with me.