The very spots that deplete us of our rightness and self-sufficiency open us up to truth that frees and a God who redeems. The fractures sting, but they deflate pride, make more room for God inside. They help us get out of our own way so God can have His perfect way in us.

I’ve been one to pray it’s behind me soon. Figured out fast. Healed fully and speedily.

But that’s often not God’s way. He sees what’s beneath confident exteriors and denials of help. Knows where words have wedged then splintered. Where we’re rehashing the past or fearing the future.

Sometimes He lets us break so He can repair the breach, not in a quick-fix way but with patient, gentle care that heals through to the bone. He also nudges us toward each other as we mature in our faith.

Why? Because we seek reassurance that we’re not alone. We long to be held while we’re lending each other courage to try again, truth to combat false narratives we’ve adopted, and trust that God is more than able to make impossible things happen.

Here’s the thing: we get to prop up each other’s arms and encourage discouraged hearts and stand in solidarity. Our very presence becomes an anchor, tethering each other to hope that runs in abundance.

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