As I step outside my comfort zone and allow others to see my vulnerability, I have realized how not as scary as I thought would be it is.
I have wonderful friends.
I have friends that pray for my brokenness. Who are seeing those prayers answered as I weep and seek His face.
I have friends who force me to vent and love that I am working toward doing that more often.
I have friends who need to see me broken and bare. Who look to me in my strength, but also in my weakness.
I have friends who are coming alongside me showing how to love. As a friend loves a friend. As a brother loves a sister.
I have friends who echo my pain. Who needed to read my words to fully understand their feelings and emotions.
I have friends who are proud of me. Who are applauding me as I am wearily running the race. They run alongside me.
And most importantly, I have friends who are praying for me. Who are continuing to show me the love and forgiveness and peace that I am longing for. Who are lifting me up when I am wounded. Who are crying with me and holding me.
One of my favorite things about Grey's Anatomy is the relationship between Mer and Cristina. I love their friendship. It is witty and realistic. They get angry, excited, drunk, happy, and pissed together. Life isn't always sunshine and butterflies, (even on television... shocking, I know), but these two women always have each other. They read each other perfectly. The finish-each-others'-sentences kind of relationship. I have many of these friendships. And I am so extremely blessed.
I have the best friends in my life that I could ever ask for or ever even imagine possible. Even when I am feeling the most lonely, I know that isn't true. I have my people who love me, surround me, pray for me, and knock me upside the head when I am being ridiculous (which happens quite often).
So, to my friends, who have shown me such compassion and love... I adore you. Each and every one of you. I cherish you and your hearts. Thank you for your grace.
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