I have a love/hate relationship with Facebook. I love it in that it keeps you up to date on all your friends, keeps you in contact with people from the past, and allows you to partake in people’s lives. However, it also has many drawbacks; the biggest one being that it can seem like a replacement for real relationships. And that it is not. We need letter writing, face time, phone time, etc. with our friends. Facebook doesn’t replace that. Yet however, again, it’s allowed me to keep in touch with friends all over the world, which is really, really nice.
Lately though, I’ve been noticing that a lot of my friends are going through some major challenges. And I haven’t noticed it through facebook, but I’ve received emails in which these dear friends share what’s happened to them. Most people would never know it from the outside, as our world is not one in which it’s easy to share about what we’re really going through. And I never would have guessed from the outside either. Yet it’s given me a new awareness. Things that deal with the heart are usually things that we keep to ourselves or to those in our close circle. We don’t “cast our pearls before swine” because that brings too much heart damage. Yet daily, innocently spoken words can bring damage as well. And I’ve been very aware of that. I’m starting to realize that people need normalness, yet they also need an awareness that our world is not their world. My problems may be bigger than my friend in such and such’s problems. Yet my problems may not even compare to my other friend living in wherever. And not that I need to walk around on egg shells. I need to be me. But I also need to just be sensitive. Be sensitive to the Holy Spirit’s leading; that maybe He’s warning me to not act like I know what she’s going through when I don’t know what she’s going through. Or maybe my friend doesn’t need to hear about my day today and how I got to do all these fun, great things while she was stuck doing something that is hard. Maybe she needs to talk and let some tears out. Or maybe she just needs to hear about Zoya’s antics, talk about recipes, and have 5 minutes to think on something besides what’s been on her heart and mind for months now. Maybe she needs to hear the truth in love or maybe she just needs me to listen. There are a lot of ways that it could go, but the point being that wisdom listens before speaking. Wisdom seeks to know what to say before saying it.
I don’t know, but I do know that I’ve gotten some perspective lately. For the past few years, I’ve really felt that we can’t speak if we haven’t walked in our neighbor’s shoes. But really, it’s more than that. It’s just being sensitive to the path that our friend or neighbor is on and being readily available to walk with them, to hold their hand, to rest with them, to just flat out say “I don’t have any clue what you’re going through, but I’m here”, or to just let them be for a bit. Hope this makes some sense as this is just what’s on my heart today.