When It Becomes Real...

To sit within the isolation of I'm the only one is oppressive.
To feel the burden of I'm the only one is overwhelming.
To live life believing I'm the only one is a bleak and lonely existence.

But when we're willing to let down our guard
...that's when it becomes real.

When we invite someone into that partitioned inner sanctum of our soul
...that's when it becomes real.

When we reveal that sacred hidden place we can't let anyone see
...that's when it becomes real.

When we uncover the dirt we've tried so hard to beautify
...that's when it becomes real.

When we openly shed tears of grief and pour out our true heart's cry
...that's when it becomes real.

Friendship becomes real, and subsequently, I'm the only one loses its debilitating grip.

Together brings an instant sense of relief and peace. Friendships like no other form out of shared anguish and are bound as battles are fought together side by side. We aren't alone in our struggles. In our fears. Our hurts. Our worries. In our past mistakes.

When we're tempted to listen to the lie of I'm the only one, I pray that we remember the reality found through true friendships. And even when our earthly friendships fall short, I pray that we remember that our faithful Father will never fail us. We are never, ever alone...

The LORD himself goes before you and will be with you; he will never leave you nor forsake you. Do not be afraid; do not be discouraged.”