I have been really fortunate to have some friends who I can do life with.
As in people who you can’t stop being friends with because they “know” too much! I saw a saying like that years ago and it always stuck with me. It made me think- – – that I always want to be that kind of friend. The kind that someone can share their deepest secrets with- the really gross stuff, because- well it’s always good to have someone in your life you can tell about that zit, or stomach ailment… ahem… and then the really important stuff. The stuff that makes your insides quiver and your hands shake- the scary stuff- that makes you feel like a fraud in front of the rest of the world on Instagram where you are always so happy.
It’s these relationships that I am thankful for today. The kind where you are in the dirt pit with “your person”, and the water is coming down, and the mud is getting tough to get out of. I am in mud. I was in mud before years ago, for very different reasons, but in the mud- stuck- and worse- I was completely unwilling to walk out. These same friends, essentially stood on each side of me and poured pebble rocks- for lack of a better term- on the sides of me- offering me traction to get out. Their voices calm at the start: “Just lift your foot and we’ll pour these under you and you can walk out”. . .then raising, “Step on the rocks!” Finally, “We are coming in”. … and down the slope of rocks they came. Unwilling to allow me to stand in my self made pit as it filled with water.
They walked me out. It took years. It was hard. Messy. Dirty. Without them I would have drowned- and I would be a shell of the woman and mother I am today.
Over time life happened again- in case you wondered- it will not stop “happening again”… because you were created for a purpose. A purpose only you– in all the world- can fulfill. The good news is- you were created for that specific thing- so He- the Lord of the Universe who knit you together in your mothers womb- has a complete plan to allow you to hold that purpose and stand tall when life happens. (Do YOU get it? He created it all for YOU)
So when life happened again I fell. This pit is big. Really big. Like the opposite of Mount Everest which I hear is a really big mountain that I know absolutely nothing about… but this –would be like hollowing that mountain out and turning it upside down, and then standing inside the previous peak… really big.
I fell. Truth be told- I jumped. Into a pile of sin so big it almost took me out. I lived in the mountain pit and yet the people around me assumed I was still “topside”- I think that’s a thing. If not- you know now that I am not very good at science.
I have spent years now trying to find some rocks I can throw beneath my feet, but this mountain pit is too big for that. It’s the kind that you would try to bribe an inside the mountain pit dweller to build you a jet pack to just zoom out. Like a call to your lifeline- remember that show- and say “hey, can you send a drone or something and drop off some supplies, and a helicopter or something?”
Because running from the issue seems easier.
It isn’t. My lemonade making bestie said this today about running from our issues: “That’s our flesh trying to manage a situation that only God can handle”. (trademark to Maureen Capel- in case you want to repeat it- she’s a teacher- she always comes up with these amazing snippets)
Ummmm…. is that not the best description you have ever heard of running from something???
So now that the option to run is gone, what shall I do?
Well my new acquaintances…friends… we stand tall-from our knees.
I think we have all thought and most likely said this, “I am just gonna give this to God.” Then we got a text message and it said, “My life sucks.” or “Katie Mae is pitching a fit, can you come get her”, or even better, “Cash just opened my phone and watched a video without asking. Can I change my password?” and you reverted to mom, wife or friend mode and lost your moment. Remember I said, “when life happens”… because it does, and it will and you will want to open the text instead of settling your heart and communing with God— if we are not intentional the pit gets bigger. When we stop going straight to the authority on our life- the authority of the Universe- and attempt to handle our situation, we dig that hole a little deeper.
When we hide under the guise of busyness or allow distraction to infiltrate our lives, we are handing the reigns over to another less than worthy leader. I can attest that his plans are not for your good- he didn’t create you and carries out a mission on you daily to make sure you do not find your passion- your purpose- that one thing you were designed for. You are a risk to an enemy who seeks to destroy you- or kill you- whatever is easiest.
You are prey- so pray. Pray that you can find that thing. Then make sure your person finds their thing, and if those things overlap- well awesome- because the light only gets brighter when we join together. Don’t compare yourself to your sisters- those amazing women who are fulfilling their purpose. . . seriously- I do it too and it’s stupid. Why do we not want each other to be excellent? Why would we want less people to be impacted for the Kingdom?
Reach out to your person(s) and find out if they are ok. Really ok- deep talk ok. If they are- awesome- tell them you are thinking of them and will be praying for their mission- their thing- and open doors. If they aren’t ok… be there. Be Jesus with skin on. Love on them. Get in and examine the depths of the pit-you have fresh eyes so you may see the wall that already has the mountain climber things- because He always provides a way out. You may have the cell phone that can call for first aid- the kind only the Lord can provide. Either way- we all have our pits and the goal isn’t to only climb out- its to do the impossible – get out and tell your mountain to move right side up again so you can climb that bad boy.
I hear Everest is hard to climb… but once you get to the top…. that view…. well, its breathtaking.
A Lemonade Making Pit Girl