Two are better than one, because they have a good reward for their labor. For if they fall, one will lift up his companion. But woe to him who is alone when he falls, for he has no one to help him up. Again, if two lie down together, they will keep warm; But how can one be warm alone? …Eccl. 4:9

Two are better than one.  We are better together.  We hear this all the time – and it is the truth.  But that truth is not easy for all of us.

I was raised by a single mother.  A wonderful mother.  She taught me a lot.  Most of all she taught me to survive.  I was not the oldest but was always told I was the oldest by default – because my older sister refused to step into that place.  Therefore, I was the responsible one.  The one turned to when there was a need.  I didn’t have time to worry about my own needs – I had too many others to take care of.

I have carried that with me all my life. Responsibility.  Even when it wasn’t mine to own.

Kelita and I were talking about this yesterday.  She is that same person in her own family.  So many people depend on her that she doesn’t often have time to address her own needs or her own hurts.  So, we keep them to ourselves.  That’s never a good thing.

Two are better than one.

We are also both processors.  Meaning we must process the situation we are walking through. Generally that means we need to talk it through with someone.  Yet, being in ministry, you can’t really do that.  People depend on you to be the strong one, the faith-filled one, and if you begin to discuss your concerns, your disappointments, they may see you in an entirely different light.  Thankfully, God has given me a few friends that I can open up with.  Yet, even with them, I don’t often show my weaknesses – I keep them to myself – until I no longer can.

Monday was that day for me.  It had been too much for too many days.  Too many hits all at once. Karen was urging me to share my battles with our partners – as was Kelita – we all know when we pray together – things change.  Finally, out of sheer exhaustion, I did. People began to pray, and the burden felt lighter.  Thank you to everyone who prayed.  I am so thankful.

I know Kelita and I are not the only ones who feel this way.  That they must be the strong ones.  They must keep most hurts, needs and disappointments between them and God.  They must keep others lifted up.  If you are one of those – perhaps it is time to let some of that burden, go.

It really is too heavy of a weight to carry.  And God never meant for us to carry it.

1 Peter 5:7 says, “casting all your care upon Him, for He cares for you.”

Yes, we can and should cast our care upon the Lord.  He cares for us, more than we will ever know.  That being said, sometimes I firmly believe, especially for the strong ones, he also wants us to process those fears, hurts and disappointments with a friend.  A trusted, God-fearing, friend.  Who will listen and not judge.  Who will hear but not react.  Who will pray for you and walk the walk with you. Who will hear your heart and never, ever betray your trust.

We are stronger together.  Many hands make burdens light.  This is the truth.

1 Peter 5:7 says, “casting all your care upon Him,
for He cares for you.”

I believe we are in a season of extravagant blessings from God.  I also believe we are in a season where the enemy is doing anything he can to hinder that blessing.  We must stick together.  We must stand together.  We must battle together.  We are not an island – we are a Body.  If one part of that body hurts, it all hurts.  Let’s be aware of that.  And let’s keep our brothers and sisters covered in the powerful blood of Jesus.  Together we are stronger.  Together we are victorious.

 

 

Appoint my Days

I will write the vision, the desires, the goals from my heart and make them plain.  I will run with the vision the Lord has given me.  These desires are for an appointed time, and they will speak, they will not lie.  Though they tarry, I will wait for it, because it will surely come!

Habakkuk 2:2-3