We aren’t islands.
I am the last to admit that that is the truth. Honestly, I like the idea of being an island. I don’t like to rely on anyone for anything. I like only relying on myself. I like caring for myself.
Trusting people and accepting help is risky to say the least. There can be betrayal. There can be hurt. There can be pain. It can be shaming to let others see how broken we really are.
The question that I am forced to ask myself is this…. is trusting worth it? Can I let others see my weakness and allow them to help me through it? Or will I put on my false strength and push every one away and struggle on alone?
I am learning that none of us are islands. No matter how hard we try to deny this (believe me, I tried really hard) the truth is that we need each other. We need to share our burdens, our hurts, our sorrows. And when we do, healing will come. It may be a long, hard road but the healing will come.
or years I really did try to live all on my own strength. I didn’t let anyone see when I was hurt. I never NEVER asked for help. (Asking for help is something that is pretty much impossible for me to do. I’d much rather figure it out alone.) And guess where all that got me. Nowhere. Nowhere at all. But this last year, God has been showing me my need for others. He has blessed me with an amazing family and some amazing pen pals who have really helped me to see that I really do need people. 💞💞 So thank you, my friends. You have all helped me so much. 💝 It has been so wonderful to be able to share with you and to have your love and support.
P.s. We are on vacation right now, which is why I haven’t been posting. But we’ll get back home soon and I’ll get back to my blog. 😉