I met my dear friend Ashley, at a writer's conference this summer. She shared bits of her story with me and I realized the beauty of her heart and voice. I am honored to be guest posting over at her place, The Adoption Cafe.
Most of us, if we’re honest, don’t like asking for help.
We don’t like looking weak, or tired, or less than.
We tend to believe that IF we can be self reliant enough, or prayerful enough, or smart enough (or whatever enough), we’ll get through it.
This can be true in both secular and Christian culture. I find it to be ironic that it’s true in Christian culture however, because we are promised the “Lord is close to the brokenhearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit” (Psalm 34:18, NIV). If ever there is an invitation to be vulnerable in our weakness, this is it.
There is something important and valuable about weakness though, isn’t there? We don’t need to run from it, because in fact, it may be the very place we find healing. Pain is nothing I wish on any person, and yet, I believe there can be redeeming value there.
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