This past week at church we talked about being vulnerable and the importance of vulnerability in real relationships. It was easy for me to think about and imagine. I long for intimacy and openness with my friends. I desire close friendships.
I should have known that there would be test.
Isn't that the way life often works?
I despise conflict. I avoid it. I tend to be a peacemaker and I usually work to find a diplomatic solution to challenging people situations.
Monday rolled around and I was faced with the reality of a disagreement. My inclination is to avoid the conflict. It isn't really a personal conflict. I just disagree with the way something is being handled. The problem surfaced with a group of people I love. For a variety of reasons, I hesitantly decided to be a part of the group again this year. Now, I find myself wanting to opt out of the group.
My loving, better half suggested last night: "Ya know, the mature thing to do would be to talk about how you feel and be honest."
Now I am reeling from the realization that real relationships aren't just sharing on a deeper level.
Real relationships require me being open with my frustrations. It needs to be more than just being honest, if asked. That's where it's hard for me.
Today I will stretch out of my comfort zone. I will share my heart. I will be loving and honest... and vulnerable. I will be real with a friend.
~The purposes of a man's heart are deep waters, but a man of understanding draws them out.~